RUDRA, THE MIND BORN SON OF BRAHMA .

THE OCEAN AND THE SKY

At first, there had been a fluid cosmic ocean, for what seemed like eternity. It was calm and self-contained, and so self-satisfied that there just couldn’t be a sense of time, or anything else for that matter.
Whichever way the ocean turned to look, it could only see itself, and which, was a truly expansive state of being. Somehow there was a word that hung above the ocean, like a sky. OM…OM…OM…

For many thousands of earth years, He remained in the bliss of the ocean, listening to the word. By and by, He became aware that He was the cosmic ocean itself.

And also, that in its echo, the drone was sounding VYOM.
Vyom? It wasn’t a thing.
In fact, that’s what it was: NO thing.
And yet He was there in Vyom, and it felt good.
This was an unending present; the understanding of Timelessness in every moment. He rested, floating in that peaceful placidity. Even gravity hadn’t taken birth. Om was the ocean and Vyom was the sky, and together, they were One.Such was the profound state of Vyom, as Shiva could remember.
And then, it happened.
Suddenly, there was a gross change of state, and He felt He was going through a tunnel, with no light at the end, though He could see a golden dot hovering at the top of a seamless darkness.

In fact, when the movement finally stopped, He felt trapped in a dark cave. There was an intuitive sense of reduction.
Something drastic had happened to the calm ocean, but He didn’t know exactly what. All He could hear was a distant but comforting drum.

The dot had faded away.
He was in a womb. Garbha.
And so, Garbha, the womb, became His new world, Griha.
But this was no ordinary maternal womb. Life itself had not yet learnt to mate and procreate itself into multiple forms and images.

This was the genius of Brahma’s mind; He had already issued forth a whole universe just by thought.
The distant drum was not a mother’s heart beating for her child, but a paternal mind throbbing in dense thought for his progeny. Wave after wave. That is how Brahma did it. He was the original Patriarch. He, fathered by manan and chintan. Mindfulness and reflection.

~ From the book ~ SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.
by Shail Gulhati  Available on Amazon as an E book
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B017ECI6CU
and for INDIA exclusively:
https://www.amazon.in/dp/B017ECI6CU
Shiva art by Rames Harikrishnasamy