Savitri

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=net.insearchofthemother.mantraofsavitri above is an app that allows to read savitri offline and below one sees the first page from an online reader. I find novels, poetry, music on secular topics remain circular in karmic problems. Discussions of how bad or good we are or thrills, romance gets repetitive? Savitri is an epic poem of the spiritual kind. A new genre. It has the advantage to westerners that it reads like westerm books generally. Aurobindo learned at Oxford and wrote in English. He has written thousands of pages, also plays and stories and poems. Essentially this is putiing indian thought in Western language. It is a domestic and spiritual scifi/fantasy of sort and reading it brings transformative powers to bear on the audience. Of course maybe one won't get it or be effected as one is not on that wavelength, much as certain discussions just don't interest a person like highly technical, msathematical or political or financce topics. For yogis this is something to look at to advance spiritual practice generally. Biblle, koran, gita are of course standard for respectivevreligions but modern spiritual works in a modern style speak to us more directly. Modern books are genersally secular. Many modern spiritual books exist but not usually of such a high literary quality from such an acclaimed master. At any rate it helped me. http://savitrithepoem.com/index.html http://savitrithepoem.com/b1c1.html It was the hour before the Gods awake. Across the path of the divine Event The huge foreboding mind of Night, alone In her unlit temple of eternity, Lay stretched immobile upon Silence' marge. Almost one felt, opaque, impenetrable, In the sombre symbol of her eyeless muse The abysm of the unbodied Infinite; A fathomless zero occupied the world. A power of fallen boundless self awake Between the first and the last Nothingness, Recalling the tenebrous womb from which it came, Turned from the insoluble mystery of birth And the tardy process of mortality And longed to reach its end in vacant Nought. As in a dark beginning of all things, A mute featureless semblance of the Unknown Repeating for ever the unconscious act, Prolonging for ever the unseeing will, Cradled the cosmic drowse of ignorant Force Whose moved creative slumber kindles the suns And carries our lives in its somnambulist whirl. Athwart the vain enormous trance of Space, Its formless stupor without mind or life, A shadow spinning through a soulless Void, Thrown back once more into unthinking dreams, Earth wheeled abandoned in the hollow gulfs Forgetful of her spirit and her fate. The impassive skies were neutral, empty, still. Then something in the inscrutable darkness stirred; A nameless movement, an unthought Idea.

I read that through just now and my 3rd eye started burning. 7 or 8 years ago when I first read it it was just nice poetry but I think my awakening going in overdrive may have been attributable to that as I had done kundalini breathing and yoga quite a lot. So to jazz up our program we need gurus presence. Unfortunately they are not alive or gurus are in a cave somewhere or rank con men are mixed among them. So to get that feeling we read holy books. This is serious, slow read on the side of our recreational reading like reading poetry or enjoying any serious art in general. Of course we can help each other but there are so many possibilities like breathing exercises, asanas, tai chi, meditation practices. This is another tip.