What is there in this blog that has attracted such a large following? There is no doctrine, teaching, or practice given. It's just the musings of an old man. But thanks anyway.
We have to regain our freedom. We are addicted to so many things. We are caught in the snare of so many things that we do not realize these are traps. When realization dawns, we find it difficult and too late to undo the knot. A battle then unfolds and ensues within. A battle between the dark forces and light. As much as one wants to shed their old clothes, one often finds that we have grown into them very comfortably, and it has become a part of our character and image. People know us through this image. Though the wise ones tell us that there is no right and wrong and that it was all happening as willed, we cannot bring ourselves to accept it. But then on the other hand, we convince ourselves to accept what we indulge in heavily and happily continue doing it.
In finding our way back to truth, we come across many seeking the way just as we do. Some are lost. Many were walking aimlessly. We travel together with those with whom we share a thing or two. Eventually, we part for various reasons. We continue solo for some time till we meet another willing to walk with us. But then we realize that we arrive alone at our destination at any given time. We look around and there is no one around. This is what happened in Palani in 2003, 2005, and again in 2016. This is what happened with AVM that was crafted by the Siddhas too. Just as the Buddhist monks take pains to create Mandalas only to destroy them later they decided it was time I travelled alone.
So much has happened in this small room in my small home since I began worshiping the Siddhas. But contrary to temple worship that binds us further, the Siddhas brought me out of the regime of worship to them to walk with them. Later, they had me witness their counsel. Then they tell me that they want to make me a member of their league. What could one ask for further? Since day one, I was an obedient follower and never desired to know what the prize money was for following. I kept following all their dictates, though I refused outright many responsibilities, awards, and rewards for fear of getting stuck and sinking further into the quick sand. I guess this was wise counsel and reminders that my soul put out to me because I was willing to listen.