The natural state of being flourishes at its optimum when one is free of subjugation from alien occupation. The soul, the sole heir to divine inheritance, which is designed, equipped and intended to rule and subdue even the most densely robust precipitations of the mind, has lethargically fallen prey to the colonization of this very mind. In fact, the soul has succumbed to the worst-case scenario of the Cinderella Syndrome.
Is there, therefore, hope, any sliver of light, or a lost slipper to be found? Many, since the dawn of reality have claimed, ‘indeed, there is!’. But before the soul can embark upon liberation, it needs to acknowledge that it is under the weighty influence of the mind. Once the umbilical cord snaps, the soul goes into free fall, getting farther and farther away from its origin. The Matrix, now a classic Hollywood movie, captures somewhat the essence of the expansive, mammoth grip the mind exerts over the soul. It shows that sheer hypnotic pitch of the mind can corrupt the most arduously disciplined souls.
How can a listless soul, journeying through abysmal cycles of lures and figments, ever hope to escape and achieve emancipation! Let’s take the first thing first. The soul needs to get a grip of itself and get rid of its false identity. It has to accept the truth that it is not the mind, but rather a genuine soul. The soul must acknowledge that it is part and parcel of the highest, superior Entity that commands the entire universe, while the mind is nothing but a fickle invention of its whereabouts.
The mind is that baggage the soul begins to accumulate as it ventures through dark dungeons, experiencing subhuman sentiments on its way to human form. Once the human frame is acquired, the mind further advances its tentacles. What results is a personalized perception of one’s view of the world. Over time the mind assumes a role of such magnitude that it completely eclipses the stature of its very inventor, the soul. In the majority of cases, the mind not only overshadows, but actually drains and derails the soul to what seems to be hopeless opaqueness.
Adding to this anarchy, the mind declares its version of the world view to be far superior to the rest. This is so because certain souls boldly claim that the material world is all that there is in this grand scheme of things; there is nothing before or beyond it. In a broader picture, sadly despite all the technological advances, a deliberately stratified, fashionable, Prozac-driven and extremely fragmented world has come into existence. The current state of turmoil can be credited to the single most infamous entity, the mind.
The monopoly of the mind is nothing short of the 21st century corporate arena. The factory of the mind produces such notoriously irresistible treats that the soul finds itself completely helpless to see through the hollow projections; it follows it around like a zombie. It is akin to investing one’s entire lifetime in the business of leaning against the shadow of cloud passing in the sky above. Such leaning is absurd, and yet the entire human race has been deliriously enslaved to such a shockingly analogous state, millennium and again. We clutch at shadows, seeking lasting happiness from passing phenomena.
However, there is hope. There is indeed a way for the soul to reclaim its fallen glory and reinstate its legitimate sovereignty. But what is it that can help bring about this coup d’état? What tonic, what magic pill, or regimen is required to overthrow the false authority of the mind? Just because the soul has been deprived of its special status for ages, does it mean that an equally long duration will be required for the damage to be undone?
No, indeed not. Wise souls have advised that freeing of the soul from the unlawful occupancy of the mind is as simple as gently awakening someone from a terrifying nightmare. It’s a like person, shrouded by the dense fog of fear and anxiety a few short moments earlier, suddenly rises to full wakefulness. He wipes away the sweat and takes a sigh of relief, reassuring himself, “oh, it was all just a dream”.
The difference between a nightmare-infested state and an awakened one cannot be measured in miles, knots or even light years; it is dimensions apart. Simply put, the two states are inter-dimensional.
A somewhat similar process can lead to the awakened state of the soul through Brahm Gyan or Gnostic Knowledge. The soul can then echo the same phrase, “oh, this was all just a dream, just a dream; I’ve been set free.”
-Kiran Pandey, New York, USA
