Letting go...
Many know the tale of Draupadi from the Mahabharata epic:
Prequel - One fine day, the dark and beautiful Krsna's finger was injured in her presence. Without a heartbeat's hesitation she tore her sari and bandaged it. He was pleased with her unflinching selflessness and felt indebted to her...
The Tale - Her five husbands tricked into gambling their Kingdom away to thier cousins, staked her as they would any of their other possessions in a round of dice. They lost and as such the vile Dusashan went off to her quarters where she was in a period of recluse and not properly dressed.
Clutching her hair, he dragged her to the great assembly where the gambling had ended and proceeded to humiliate her before all present. Calling her his slave, he began undressing her.
Her cries for humanity and mercy could be heard for miles and miles but none of her five swarthy and stalwarth husbands could do anything save for hang their heads in shame. Turning her mind to the mighty Krsna whose eyes are as blue lotuses, she begged for his aid.
With one hand grasping for dear life her sari's end and the other waving madly in the air, she sought his help. Seeing this, Krsna smiled saying to himself, she can yet help herself so I shall not yet intervene.
Perplexed that the all loving and all merciful lord did not come to her rescue Draupadi continued fighting to protect her honour - till in utter surrender and helplessness, letting her sari fall into the control of the lecherous man, she thrust both hands into the air and clasping them together sought the refuge of Him who even the lord of desire desires.
And at that moment from his bandaged finger flew saris of every colour and quality imagined and the flew to her rescue. Dusashan pulled and pulled, removing from her as it were hundreds of saris such that great halls were filled with cloth.
The winds grew wild and animals roared...inauspicious omens were everywhere for the evil wretch so his advisors bid him stop. And Draupadi's honour, albiet harmed, remained with her.
Why do I keep holding on to scraps of love or lust thrown at me? Why is it that I am unable to simply let go, give up searching for someone and just let it happen? I know that this is what has to be done, yet with a seeming death wish I keep jumping and jumping into flames of passing lust and confused men.
How does one let go?
Many know the tale of Draupadi from the Mahabharata epic:
Prequel - One fine day, the dark and beautiful Krsna's finger was injured in her presence. Without a heartbeat's hesitation she tore her sari and bandaged it. He was pleased with her unflinching selflessness and felt indebted to her...
The Tale - Her five husbands tricked into gambling their Kingdom away to thier cousins, staked her as they would any of their other possessions in a round of dice. They lost and as such the vile Dusashan went off to her quarters where she was in a period of recluse and not properly dressed.
Clutching her hair, he dragged her to the great assembly where the gambling had ended and proceeded to humiliate her before all present. Calling her his slave, he began undressing her.
Her cries for humanity and mercy could be heard for miles and miles but none of her five swarthy and stalwarth husbands could do anything save for hang their heads in shame. Turning her mind to the mighty Krsna whose eyes are as blue lotuses, she begged for his aid.
With one hand grasping for dear life her sari's end and the other waving madly in the air, she sought his help. Seeing this, Krsna smiled saying to himself, she can yet help herself so I shall not yet intervene.
Perplexed that the all loving and all merciful lord did not come to her rescue Draupadi continued fighting to protect her honour - till in utter surrender and helplessness, letting her sari fall into the control of the lecherous man, she thrust both hands into the air and clasping them together sought the refuge of Him who even the lord of desire desires.
And at that moment from his bandaged finger flew saris of every colour and quality imagined and the flew to her rescue. Dusashan pulled and pulled, removing from her as it were hundreds of saris such that great halls were filled with cloth.
The winds grew wild and animals roared...inauspicious omens were everywhere for the evil wretch so his advisors bid him stop. And Draupadi's honour, albiet harmed, remained with her.
Why do I keep holding on to scraps of love or lust thrown at me? Why is it that I am unable to simply let go, give up searching for someone and just let it happen? I know that this is what has to be done, yet with a seeming death wish I keep jumping and jumping into flames of passing lust and confused men.
How does one let go?
1 Comments:
Well this has to be one of your best posts...im left speechless...so you KNOW its good! LOL.... I can identify with knowing whats needed intellectually...but running into a coronary roadblock...and there's no scalpel that can fix this one....sadly
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