Life is an ocean. We are thrown into it with a huge rock tied to our legs. Landing at the bottom of this ocean, we are saved from drowning by Agathiyar, who slowly unties the rope that binds us to the rock. Another way of seeing this is as coming down to earth carrying baggage on our shoulders, which Agathiyar helps us unload over time.
In calling me to the worship of the Siddhas, he helped me unload a major portion of my baggage, telling me the reasons I took another birth. In revealing my past Karma that initiated the need for another birth, he gave me remedies, thus relieving my burden to a certain extent. He sent me to India to fulfil my remedies and shed my Karma, where I met my very first guru, Supramania Swami, with whom obviously I had ties in a previous birth. This brought me to fulfill Supramania Swami's wishes to a certain extent before Agathiyar came as a stranger and relieved me of my responsibility towards fulfilling my guru's desire, ending our venture to build a temple for Lord Muruga.
Agathiyar relieves me of the guilt that I carried upon regretting for my sins in this birth, too, telling me that they needed to take place for I needed those experiences too, though painful and however bitter, ugly, and sinful they were. He brought me to a state of acceptance and to move on without carrying this burden along.
Then he sent me to meet my second guru, Tavayogi Thangarasan Adigal, who came to our shores in Malaysia. Tavayogi now helps me further shed my karma by getting me to carry out rituals or Kriya, as in lighting the Homam and performing libation to Agathiyar's statue, besides drawing the bridge down for the Siddhas to come down from their plane and into our homes. Just as the coin has two sides to it and the razor or sword has two sides to it, I learned that lighting the Homam could become a bridge for bringing our offerings to the divine beings in another plane and also be used to burn all our sufferings and illnesses, plights and miseries, to ashes. Agathiyar then sends many others to walk along with me, too, participating in these rituals and carrying out charity, further bringing relief from whatever remaining Karma I carried. I am relieved of the baggage I brought with me and the additional baggage that I picked up while here.
Then he relieves me of my responsibilities by dissolving this group and setting me free. Asking my wife and me not to force our second daughter into marriage and let her make her choice in good time, he took on our responsibilities. He further set me free.
Asking me to go within now, he begins to work on me. In 2023, he broke the dam that had held up the energies that arose from the Yoga practice that Tavayogi had gifted me in 2007. He told me that there was nothing further for me to do. No effort or practice was necessary henceforth, as the energies would do their work, he said. If Sariyai is the worship of the earth element, as after the installation of granite and bronze statues, Kriya is worship of fire, as in lighting the Yagna and its smaller version, the Homam, and water as in libation or Abisegam to these statues, Yogam is worship of the very breath or Vaasi, and air. Finally, when Gnanam dawns, there is no need for worship of any kind, as one then is one with the Prapanjam and dwells in that sacred space. I have risen from the depths of the ocean to the surface thanks to his compassion, love, and grace, together with the aid and tools that came by way of practices and rituals. But seeing others still struggling, caught in this vicious cycle and whirlpool, saddened me and weighed me down, bringing me to sink into the waters lately. Yesterday, in revealing the Nadi of a 21-year-old youth and devotee, he had a message for me, too. He relieved me of my responsibility to others, telling me to let it be as they had to work out their karma. Finally, I am freed of the last strands of the rope that held me to the rocks. I am at peace with myself. I am content.