Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right-doing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.

- Rumi


Thursday, October 11, 2012

God





‘GOD’ -
The word in itself has an aura of ambiguity as well as certainty. Its inherent meaning seems constant and dynamic at the same time. God seems to have many names like Jehovah, Allah, Shiva, Brahma or Zeus for the religious believers and God is expressions like The Universe, The Great Void, The Force or in the most poetic manifestation(from the Gnostic Gospels) 'The Shadow of the Turning' for the much more liberated, yet agnostic believers in spirituality.

I have absolutely nothing against these terms. They are all equally adequate as well as inadequate definitions of the definition-less. Culturally, though not theologically, I am a Hindu but having been brought up in a secular environment where there was enough space to embrace my own sense of spirituality and at the same time learn to not discard other people's beliefs, I have my own Personal God. Agnostic (Agnostic Theist) by belief, if somebody asks me about my God, I would say I believe in a God who is not judgmental and dosent expect money or other rites in return for His patience and Presence. He would also never get angry if you were not able to attend mass one Sunday or committed a folly which is quite human and would never ask you to roll on the ground as penance for the very same. ‘I believe in a Magnificent God’.

‘God’ to me is a warm term. A Presence so Personal that even the absence of its physicality does not bring in any element of Non-Personality. My God is ‘The King of the Dark Chamber’ as Tagore says where the dark chamber is my own conscience and my God can be seen only when I close myself in my Dark Chamber. He is a Ponder. An Experience of Stability for a few split seconds amidst the testing moments of a destructively chaotic life.

I am not coming to the most popularly arrived at conclusion that God is an Abstract or that His definitions are the same in every Religion though they manifest differently. In fact I am not trying to draw inferences or derivations at all.
Rather, on a very personal note, I would like to make an honest account of how I have reached out and connected to My God. I have seen God. Felt Him and conversed with Him.
Every night when I lay alone in my bed, the remoteness of my room tells me My God is breathing in me which is why I survive the lonely night.(The loneliness here has nothing to do with my relationship status, the reference is to the inescapable human loneliness which surfaces itself as the night approaches) Every time I heave a sigh of relief after I wake up from a bad dream, I thank God. Each time I find I have someone to push me forth and boost my ego when I find myself totally lost, I know thats because My God sees everything that is happening to me.
 The vast and intriguing nature as well as the small and simple decencies of human life all are filled with a spiritual aura of serenity, which, to me is that of My God. My God is the Pace of Time – Steady, always present but very Quiet.
This is not a romanticized description made exclusively for this post but as I said, this honestly to me is My God. That entity which is everywhere, that entity which can be both the molecule and the mass, that which is both Life and Death is God for me.
Many ask- If God exists, how would you explain the suffering of the poor? Well, I have no answer but I believe its all part of a larger design which has its own balance and economics. Or to put it more specifically, I don’t know why that happens.
God for me,is not an economist or a political activist. He is A Quest and an Answer. A search for the self within the self. He is personal and has nothing to do with social welfare or economic equality. He can be looked for and found by anyone who seeks irrespective of the seeker’s social condition.

My God is Smile, Tears, Love and Peace. He is the resurrected Faith I carry after it gets demolished each time by the merciless thing called life. He is the Willingness in me to Trust, to Forget and to Forgive(whenever I can). He is the Stillness of my chaos and the pandemonium of my Silence.

I am Agnostic, but I have a God. And He is entirely Mine.