Naad as Breasts of a Mother
Meditationtime Forum Post
Date: Posted 3 years before Jan 09, 2017
MiBeloved 3 years ago
Today’s meditation was highlighted by a material loving feeling in the arms of naad sound while seeing naad light and also reaching chit akash on its very edge.
I realized that I had not adhered to naad as usual like a man glued into a wall way up high. Instead I was curled up like a small preemie (premature baby) who the nurse has placed near its mother’s breast, hoping that the mother would have sufficient interest to feed it, and knowing that such feeding would cause the baby to gain weight quickly.
Am I being starved of a mother’s love, a mother’s breast milk?
You bet ya!
Nobody should say anything about this. Just shut up!
It is not the kind of thing you make a comment about even on an open forum like this. Everything is open up to a point, in case you did not realize that. The sky is the limit until you reach the limit and then the limit is over.
As I was there in naad as that little infant, naad assumed the feelings and everything of milk-full breasts of a loving mother. I reflected on how milk starved I was. But that is okay. Yogis are not supposed to have it made in the shade. But then if somehow they get some grace from naad or from a deity or yoga-guru, the yogi should take that and use it to make progress and to develop confidence and a sense of security.
If nobody loves me, then I am stuck but still as a yogi, I must push ahead anyway. But then if someone, a deity or a divine energy loves me, then that is all the better to pull me in the direction of the spiritual atmosphere and release me from the material world.
Naad held me in its arms and fed me its breast milk. I was relieved, because down here in the material world, I am pumping out tons of energy to get this practice on the move and to assist others.
Here it is like serving in an orphanage with many cry-babies on all sides. As soon as the nurse pushes a bottle into the mouth of one infant, another one begins to cry:
“Feed me! Feed me! I am hungry. Don’t feed anyone else. They are greedy. I am the only one who deserves anything. I am the best baby.”
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In the material world, there are always those who are sympathetic to others. They are feeling that yogis need a mother.
Really!
Well maybe, but from where will this mother come?
From which side of existence?
From where the yogi aspires to transit?
Or from this side of existence from here the yogi aspires to escape?
The first mother which comes from the other side is Naad. Why?
Because the yogi is not a phony. He does not have imagined female deities to assist him. He does not have contact with the spouses of the divine lords, because they do not live on this side of existence. He does not know if he is directly connected to any of them, if they would even perceive him.
He does have naad contact, or stated more precisely, if he does have naad contact, then naad will be his first divine mother in whose tender loving arms he will curl up with the best energy of naad like the softest most milk-smelling pillow under his little head.
