The Call

We can’t embrace the warmth of the Sacred Father, the sun, locked in our comfort zone, nor without first venturing through the shadow land of the night, the storm… the abyss, the way of the left, the Nederland Path, which can never be duplicated.
-Heinrich Zimmer, The Art of Indian Asia

The Call is like the neon streets of the night and you’re pulled by faith into an immersed tunnel. And what causes you to follow this ever so faint voice in the wind, but convictions of the heart. And it’s telling you to stop being fooled by the imperious ego, who designated itself king of your life. Now it’s time to step outside your small world as in a leap of faith over a chasm or in setting sail to an unknown shore.

We find that as our aspirations and yearnings come to us, they come not as expected but staged in different acts of an unexpected play with an unforeseen cast. Yes, we always get what we need and at the same time what we truly want, be it known only in the deep recesses of the soul as the soul sees us for who we are. Through snippets of framed events like the reel of a projector, it all seems as though it happens overnight.

But water flows drip by drip and we walk step by step, and then…wham, an overnight awareness that took years to unfold. It is the same throughout the world, withstanding cultural differences and social taboos; streams of incidents culminated in significant events in which one may feel themselves abruptly take a 90-degree turn with the aid of an enigmatic symbol held in close proximity to this transformation.

These serendipitous symbols facilitate a chain of events which may seem unrelated but will juxtapose at a correct position and as a result, new thoughts will come to light. This is the change from childhood to adolescence accept the call can happen at any stage of life, any number of times and for many different reasons. It’s an archetype current to each of us that doesn’t recognize boundaries.

We must lose this false sense of self in order to be a beacon in our own storm.

For the storm brings the lightning bolt, the trident… the attribute of the Buddha Vajradhara, by which all ignorance is lost, “the weapon or substance of adamantean truth and reality, compared with which all other substances are fragile.”
-Heinrich Zimmer, The Art of Indian Asia

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