The stars above know it all

sag_milkywayI’m little lunatic when it comes to watching stars 🙂 At the moment there are 5/planets aligning across skies and I’m so excited to have a glimpse of it though I’m not able to spot them correctly among hundreds other shining stars but its a fun exercise to do so. I could also see Orion right outside my window after midnight and I hopelessly await them to present their show.

I have always lived in cities; away from country charm and open skies, yet even in a busy street whenever I spot a full moon or a beautiful constellation I stand aside for few moments and enjoy the wonder. 😀 My star fascination goes back to my childhood when as a young girl I loved spending time in my balcony right before dawn. I find it therapeutic. Even today, given a choice I would always pick star gazing over a kooky night out.

I believe the stars above know our entire story. They know who we are and from where we’ve come from and how far we would go. They have existed in this infinite universe since eons and have known our soul in every incarnation. When I look at them in awe, I find them mysterious, all knowing, and something close to my heart. I feel a part of me is out there watching me back from above.

I have learned that there are birth constellation in Vedic literature. Our own can help us decode our spiritual DNA.  The information associated with each of these constellation is astonishing to know how well it can resonate with our individual personalities.  it’s an enormous tool to understand one’s identity, the reasons for actions and the psyche. This universe is a mammoth in its essence.  It speaks for our constitution. The truth is that we have been beautifully designed like those constellations. Our composition is so perplexed and intense and we all are equally struggling to complete the unfinished lessons from our karmic lives. We need to accept this bigger picture to fuel our compassion and kindness toward each other.

I believe that We all are evolving/ transiting between our own spiritual tapestry. And that there is always a room for learning. It is not so easy. It is not what we see. There is “lot” that goes beneath that is beyond our comprehension in one lifetime. I cradle these thoughts along the distance that float between me those stars. You feel protected if you only listen to their whispers in solitude. They have lot to say if only we are ready to sneak out from our busy lives. They too desire to reach out for us the way we want to dive in their absolute infinity. 🙂

Questioning the stars

When you pause in the middle of your road.

When you pause in the middle of your road.

Recently, I am not able to make sense out of anything around me. I am digging deep into the world history, scrolling through pages that speak of a future world only to find clues if somehow I or anyone could find the logic of all the parallel events happening around the world.

They are good, bad, some are heartwarming and most of them heart-wrenching. I find myself sinking into a deep sorrow as I read more, know more the stories of our ancestors. They promised us with an enormous intellect, but they weren’t spared either from suffering. We all get stunned to see the mammoth architecture from the ancient era, the classic lifestyle of many who lived in harmony with arts, music and astronomy. But on the other hand, there were still those floods, famines, age old crude politics and conspiracies. I don’t understand why and how it all started. Where things went wrong? What could have been fixed then? How can we fix things now? Why everything is such an illusion? Sigh.

I’m baffled with this suffering of life (human, animals and birds).How erratic it is to find out how we all (human, animals and birds) are interdependent on each other. Was there even a plan at first place? Sigh.

Maybe I am thinking too much as my friends say and It’s not healthy. But I am not able to just turn a blind eye. It hurts me now. I’m just not able to take a moment of pleasure even when at times I am served with good things before me.  I have cut down all my unnecessary expenses and prefer a simple lifestyle and instead donate more but I feel sad. I’ve become introvert. I still have to read a lot of literature that supports humanity.

Most of the nights, I look above into skies, in solitude and silently fight with those stars that have been shining since eternity and will continue to do so.

They have witnessed the great ancient civilizations and they even know the birth of the future ones. From a confused heart, my broken voice repeats itself that If and if only, these glorious stars could speak to us, guide us, to join the fallen pieces of this great big world!