The Path

I just read Mabel Collins treatsie titled " Light on the Path". Mabel Collins was part of the Theosophical Society in the late nineteenth century.

We are all treading a path, but are we aware of the direction in which we are going , the hurdles we are likely to encounter, and the means at our disposal to over come them ? The path is of our own choosing , we must own responsibility for it and not blame others for any mishaps that ocurr on the way. Even if we feel pressured by guides, we always have the option of turning to our inner guide who truly loves us. We must learn to listen to our inner self waiting patiently by our side. We can do so only if we close our ears to the cacophony around us. We must learn to see and we can do so only if we see through the world around us, see the unity behind the diversity,

the real from the unreal.

All those who are on the path must go through Mabel Collins Light On the Path.

Summer in New Delhi

It's hot and dusty ,with a constant hot breeze keeping people indoors as far as possible. The haze of dust is trapping the heat and a restlessness grips me as i patiently wait for a relief of a thundersquall or shower. The relief is momentary but sorely needed. I try to see something positive about this weather. Well, the trees Gulmohur and laburnum are in full bloom. Their deep red and yellow flowers are easy on the eye. The extreme heat has killed all the mosquitos and this heat makes the kharbuja and the water melon really sweet. Most people are away on a holiday and there's relatively less traffic on the roads. Moreover I look forward to the monsoon when the heavy rains actually make us think of the sun wistfully. Are we ever satisfied ?