THE DANCE OF MY SOUL...



“Let not the Sun go down on your wrath.”














When the Sun goes up, if I leave home with anger, banging the door behind,  then, I can not expect to return to a happy home. I can not expect an angel to open the door for me.


Likewise, if I go to sleep with anger in my soul, I can not expect to rise with a dancing soul.


If home is not a safe place, no other place under the Sun is…


If happiness can not be found right under my roof, it can not be found under the canopy of God’s sky…
 

Wherever I go, I carry myself…


The world outside is the reflection of the world inside…


An angry man has to calm down. Else, his anger is bound to turn into poison of his soul…


The death of his anger is the birth of his compassion!


Therefore, I don’t pray to God for a life without anger. For, the Holy Books have enough instances of God burning with anger!


I pray to Him, to help me see the light of compassion as the candle burns… To help me resolve my anger before the Sun goes down… Make peace before I sleep… Before I pray!















Today, when I was leaving home, I felt the surge of this happiness. I felt the touch of compassion… I felt the dance of my soul!


How often do we all leave home with anger… and then wonder, all through the day: “Why do we do it?”… “How can we go back to a happy home?”


Yes, I hope, I am speaking to my mortal brothers and sisters… all with feet of clay… and all who live in those ‘glass houses’!


I do, often, leave home with anger. I do, often, go to sleep with anger. I do wonder, often: “Why do I do it?”


So, today, when there was immense happiness in my soul, I felt strongly for the Biblical words:


“Let not the Sun go down on your wrath.”


Make peace before the night falls!

.
Christ also had taught this:




“When you go to God’s temple


 with your offering, 

 
And, there,


if you suddenly remember your brother 

 
Against whom you have a grudge, 

 
I say to you, leave your gifts at the altar, 

 
Go back to your brother, 


make peace with him…

 
And, then come back 


and offer your gifts to God.”




This morning, I am convinced, more than ever, that, there is no other way to seek happiness. Or, God.




GERALD D’CUNHA

Pics.: 1. Nitin Bhosle
         2. Raj Dhage

Comments

Prachi Mehra said…
Very stimulating post, Gerry. Keep it up. Thank you.

- Prachi
March 20, 2012 at 12:05 PM
Gerald D'Cunha said…
Thanks Prachi...

Love,

GERRY
March 20, 2012 at 5:46 PM
Anonymous said…
Loved this article. Very inspiring.
-- Francis
March 20, 2012 at 5:47 PM
Gerald D'Cunha said…
Thank u Francis.

Love,

GERRY
March 20, 2012 at 6:26 PM
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