Page - 86 AGNI WHEN Agni, the Flame awakes, all other gods awake – Vayu and Soma and Indra and Aditi – Aditi, the Mother, one and indivisible, and the Word inviolate. All is burnt, burnt, burnt to ashes! It is the same, the Fire and the offering and the offerer; It is the same, the Energy above, the Energy below, the Energy ascending, descending and surrounding. It is the Self that is the sun, the cosmos, the Vast! Master of the Cavern, Ruler of the House, Sovereign of the Heavens; The universe is His bow and He draws it with a loud clang; He is the commander, He is the Voice, OM. Awake, O Word; awake, O wild Winds! Awake, O Tempests; awake

Notes on “Savitri” NARAD's VISIT TO KING ASWAPATHY* DEV ARSHI Narad, as usual, was sailing through the spaces, with his Vina, singing songs of innocence and joy. He was in the higher luminous heavens, the world of happiness, of light and delight, his heart full of divine felicity and his music echoing the music of his heart. Now he thought of coming down, into the lower spaces, regions nearer to the earth. And as he entered the earth atmosphere a change came over the tone and temper of his music. With the thickening of earthly shade, a darkness stole into the clear range of, his music and consciousness. Instead of peace and love and joy his music turned to themes of sadne

The Great Holocaust – Chhinnamasta* Throughout the ages whenever there has been a new creation on earth, or manifestation of a new consciousness in earthly atmosphere, it was always preceded by a stage of destruction and dissolution of the old. The dance of Shiva has its two aspects - the bliss of creation and also the joy of destruction – lasya and tandava – both have been equally necessary up till now – complementary to each other. Destruction means destruction of the unnecessary, unfit, all that refuses to accept the new advent, obstructs it, tries to deny it, – all that is out of harmony with the inevitable new future. Earthly evolution is a march of progression i

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Page - 80 CHILDREN'S SONG WE are Mother's children, We are Mother's children. No less are we, let Death come, we shall win at ease. Dangers we face on the way, and trample them under, Our battle-cry dries up oceans, sways over mountains. Sun and moon and stars move at Mother's word: Children are we of this Mother; who calls us weak? What is sin for us, what is heaven or hell ? The work done, at eve-tide the Mother takes us in her lap. Chandikananda Swami Page – 81