I was left to fend for myself after Agathiyar had me go within. Both my gurus had gone into Samadhi. At the same time, the pandemic appeared, and there was a lockdown. The internet kept a few who chose to remain connected. It came as a savior as many continued to work from home. As the Nadi readers had left for India in the wake of the dreaded virus, at the height of the pandemic, Lord Siva had a devotee take notes and pass them to me. It was a call to restart the rituals. Lord Siva asked us to carry out the Homam in each of our homes. It was to contain its spread and to help Prapanjam heal. Later, Prapanjam, too, fearing a revival, asked us to do the same. Is this a coincidence that what was taught to us by Tavayogi was of use then?
We were told that we could pick up this tool as and when required. Tavayogi told me that after he saw the devastating effects of Mother Nature's fury coming as the Tsunami in 2004, he began to carry out the Yagam in his ashram grounds. He asked me to do the same. As I feared that it was the domain of the temple priests, he gave me permission to do it, with Agathiyar coming in the Nadi, telling me that it was for the good of the world.
Agathiyar had told us that when Tavayogi was recovering from his operation in 2017, the Siddhas sat to carry it out. He got an extension of a year to sort out the papers at his ashram and appoint Mataji Sarojini Ammaiyar as heir before he was called back in 2018 to do Agathiyar's work in his realm.
When my mother-in-law was ill back then in Perak, Agathiyar had us pack up the Homam Kundam and all the stuff that went into the flames and head towards her home, where Bhogar came to perform the ritual coming through a devotee. Lord Muruga too came, telling us that he would bring this matter to the attention of Lord Siva.
Seeing this, I took up Homam each time a family member was warded. They return home safely.
Soon, I came to learn from Mataji that a man held under suspicion of pushing drugs just because he loaned his car to his friends was released after his wife went over to Kallar and participated in the Yagam on the advice of Mataji, who took over from Tavayogi after his demise. Is this a coincidence?
When another government official was suspended while investigations were going on, and as his passport was witheld he could not travel to Kallar. Taking Mataji's advice, he came over to AVM, where we carried out the Homam. He was reinstated in his job. Is this a coincidence, for his child, while playing with his phone, had accidentally called me several months earlier?
Recently, a family that had held on to Agathiyar for many years, and sadly had never seen the light at the end of the tunnel, turned up at AVM. Agathiyar asked that they place all their grievances into the burning fire, let it consume them, and walk out without turning back or talking about it. They are one happy family now. Is this a coincidence that they should turn up at AVM? Is this a coincidence that what was taught to us by Tavayogi was of use then?
Previously, if we only knew that the Yagam was carried out to please the Gods by placing offerings into the flames, which is said to be carried and delivered to them, now we understand that the Yagam or Homam is a double-edged sword that could be used as a show of gratitude or used to heal or shred ones misfortunes too just as a kitchen knife cuts vegetables and could also kill someone. Now I understand why Tavayogi, after a few years of starting to light the Yagam, began to give opportunities to individual families to carry it out by preparing and placing individual Yaga Kundams or sacrificial pits.
Since then, I have been advocating for those in trouble and suffering to place all their worries into the burning fire of the Homam.
The libation or Abhisegam of statues serves a similar purpose to cool down the wrath of the deities, Mother Nature, and Prapanjam, and to please them. I invite them to perform this too.
I guess this is the reason Agathiyar asked me if he should make me a Guru but immediately told me that he would not but instead make me a Siddha. I am grateful to him to taking me into his fold, just what he told earlier that we should ask for. I have come to understand why Tavayogi said that we become that which we worship. The journey ends here.
When I chose to take up his call, I received a painting of Agathiyar the same day I read the Nadi. I received a leaflet from Sentilkumar by one "Thaai Veedu Thangarasan M.A.," seeking donations to build a temple for Agathiyar in Kallar, Tamil Nadu. He was to come into my life as Tavayogi Thangarasan Adigal, my guru, later in 2005. Was this a coincidence that I should come by all these?
Carrying out the Siddha Puja known as "Nadiku Thanam" that Agathiyar directed as a means to honor and appreciate, and pay homage to the Siddhas for the safekeeping of data and files and the Akashic records that carried our past, present, and future in the form of the Nadi, was the very first baby step that I took in coming to the worship of the Siddhas. Sentilkumar passed me the small booklet carrying the names of the Siddhas that he had read from. I was to come to know later that it was released by Tavayogi too. With the picture of Agathiyar in one hand and the booklet carrying the names of the Siddhas in the other, I began my worship of the Siddhas at home. As Agathiyar asked me to come to worship the Siddhas in the Nadi, never mentioning the family, I did the Puja alone, leaving my wife and daughter out. It was not until later when Tavayogi asked that I bring the family too, to the worship that they joined me too. The family and I were joined by others whom Agathiyar sent over to our home beginning in 2013 to join us in the Pornami Puja. My home took the name Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM). There was a hype of activities, including rituals, Satsangs, and charity. Was all this a coincidence?
I believe that I had done my part in disseminating whatever I had learned from Tavayogi and Agathiyar and the Siddhas coming in the Nadi. Many whom Agathiyar sent and turned up on their own accord, too, I believe, picked it up and are following it. It was their choice to take it up from there, having received the tools and the materials, the means and the way, the method and the practices. I had completed the first phase of my purpose in coming here. I had done justice to the role, I believe, for after 2019, I had to journey alone as Agathiyar had me wind up the group and bring the shutters down on AVM, asking me to stay in solitude. It was the start of a new phase for me.
The 13 years, between 1988 and 2001, were spent looking towards my needs and those of the family. In 2001, Agathiyar decided to knock on my door through my nephew Thayalan Arumugam, who came knocking on my door one Saturday afternoon with a message. Being a student at a university in Penang, he used to frequent a temple and took the priests as his guru. The message was from his Paramaguru, Gopal Pillai, who had gone into Samadhi. Was this a coincidence that my nephew should frequent the temple?
It was later that my nephew revealed that the Vasudeva mantra that was transmitted through him by the Paramaguru was indeed from Agathiyar. Agathiyar came into my life even before I read the Nadi the following year in 2002. Am I right? For Agathiyar, in the years to come, comes to tell me that we had known each other for crores of years, but I forgot him. So I am no stranger to him. Neither is he to me. He remembers. I forgot.
As my colleague Muralidaran Saminathan spoke about his experience in reading the Nadi two years back in 2000, I sat in awe and amazement. I immediately asked if he could fix me an appointment too. But has it had been two years now since he last saw his, he said he would try to get in touch with Sivabalan, who brought in the Nadi readers in the footsteps of his Maternal uncle. The day came as I sat before Sentilkumar, accompanied by Sivabalan. In patiently going through three stacks of Nadi with me, as none pertained to me, we gave it a break. He asked to come another day.
The Nadi, although it was mentioned to me in passing by Dr. Krishnan, astrologer, Siddha physician, and friend, when I used to frequent him in the nineties, as I did not know any Nadi reader, I did not pursue it. Dr.Krishnan had reason to believe that I was cursed in my past birth, leading to the predictions not materializing.
Then, going through the same phase and routine another day, there it was in the very first stack. It was truly magical. True enough, Agathiyar said the same, too. I was a Namboothiri priest who had swayed away from tradition and earned the wrath and curses of seniors and elders. I had also harmed many along the way. Hence this birth. No doubt all the previous predictions did not take off. Dr. Krishnan's intuition was right.
In speaking about my Karma, Agathiyar told me that our past curses would stand in our way of reaping the benefits of all our efforts, be it material or spiritual. He answered all my doubts and questions that troubled me 14 years back as to why God did not lift a finger to help his devotees and if he was punishing them. Was this a coincidence that my friend should bring up the subject of the Nadi back then?
Agathiyar then surprises me and Dr.Krishnan, to whom I showed the astrological chart and horoscope of mine, later that Agathiyar had Sentilkumar draw out, based on the planetary positions that Agathiyar walked him through. It contradicted with what I had held all these years. No doubt all the previous predictions did not take off. Dr.Krishnan told me to adhere to the Nadi and Agathiyar. I kept aside my astrological chart and never went back to it. Was this a coincidence, or was I to learn about the flaw or fault in the stars back then? I learned later, reading Velayutham Karthikeyan Aiya's blog Siddhan Arul, Agathiyar reveals a secret where certain planets tend to retrograde. Usually, astrologers are unaware of this and hence do not take it into account. Agathiyar said that only the Siddha knows.
This was Agathiyar's first move in moving the chest pieces. Now I was to make the next move. Was I going to take up his call to come to the worship of the Siddhas? Was I going to carry out the numerous remedies he gave to counterattack the missiles from my past? The choice was mine now.
I have been lucky all along, right from landing a course after school, to getting a job, and a wife, a home, two wonderful children, and now three grandchildren and many more, who came to be the Agathiyar Vanam Family (AVM) family beginning in 2013, all of which practically dropped onto my lap. Is this a coincidence?
Yes, looking back now, I did not work for it nor look for it. It just came my way. If there were many I took up, some with a little bit of persuasion, there were many that I turned down. Soon after, I began to learn to let go voluntarily, even those that I have hung on to for far too long. I learned that only in letting go of our hold in the lower rungs, be it a rope or ladder, can we move up and further. So is it with life.
Deciding what to do after I finished secondary schooling, as there was no guidance as we have now, I did the most practical thing. I saw and followed what my brother-in-law did. I took up a certificate course in Civil Engineering. After admission into college, I was told that we could apply for a government scholarship. But we were so naive in those days that I just walked into the interview empty-handed. But the selection committee approved the scholarship for the whole duration of 2 1/2 years. As I was a government scholar, the job fell into my lap. But if my friends were taken in by the Public Works Department, surprisingly, my name was left out. After meeting the officer in charge at the Public Services Department, she did not waste time investigating what had happened but instead offered a job with the Ministry of Defence. I took it up, thanking her. I saw myself at a young age, 20, begin my career at the Naval Base in Lumut in 1980. I spent the rest of my 36-year working career looking into the housing needs of the armed forces. Was this a coincidence?
Initially, I stayed with my colleagues in the quarters that were provided, and later moved out to rent a house. As I had much time on my hands, since work on the project site would wind up at 5pm, I would take up worship. Imagine worship became my pastime back then. I began to worship the deities, picking up from my parents, both at dawn and dusk, and visited the temples in the vicinity of Lumut and Sitiawan. I began to read about our culture and traditions. I made friends with the locals and came to see their faith and believes of God and equally see their sufferings and hardships. I began to question the very text that I kept reading that showed God as compassionate, loving, and kind, but on the contrary, it seemed that he did not care, and worse still, he was exposed as the conductor and coordinator of the said events. Eventually, Lord Siva came in a dream to calm me down, asking me to cool off and take a break, telling me to keep the questions for another date. I dropped everything that instant. In a timely manner, I was transferred back to the HQ in Kuala Lumpur. Was this a coincidence?
The transfer was a blessing that helped me let go further, in a new place and with new friends. Taking up a room in Kampung Baru at the heart of this costly capital city, I shared the small space with a Malay colleague, Abdul Razak Timin, for ten months before we were both transferred to Subang.
I had seen some fifteen candidates to become my wife. I never turned anyone down. But although the horoscopes matched, they would turn me down. Finally, my wife-to-be was someone we knew back in the days when my family was living in their house in Jalan Tembusu, Assam Kumbang, Taiping. Was this a coincidence? Did the Gods have a hand in deciding my life mate? Apparently, yes, as I came to know much later in 2002 from a Nadi reading by Agathiyar that we were soulmates in a past birth, too. My daughter, too, who was with us in the past birth, wanted us to parent her again in this birth, too.
After marriage, we moved into a new neighborhood in Sungai Buloh, just some 16 kilometers from my place of work at the Air Force Base in Subang. In 1991, a colleague, Roslan Ahmad Isa, made a date with me to view a new housing project in Cheras. My wife, two-year-old kid, and I turned up at the developer's site office. After waiting for him for some time, and as he did not turn up, we took up a unit with some convincing on the part of my wife. He tells me later that his wife was charmed by another house in another housing estate. This home of ours was to become Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM) some 22 years later. Was this a coincidence? Was this Agathiyar's choice?
My director at the HQ came by to ask if anyone wanted to take up a job with the Secretariat back at the HQ. It meant taking up administrative work. As I had shifted into my new house and was now driving some 90 kilometers both ways, to and fro, I volunteered. The offer was God-sent. Was this a coincidence? No, because I had to meet someone at the HQ.
I came to know Mr. Sekaran at the Secretariat, who left the service to become a monk at Paramahansa Yogananda's Ranchi Ashram in India three months later. As a parting gift, he gave me a painting of Lord Siva, a copy of Yogananda's "Autobiography of a Yogi", and some sound advice that catapulted me as an asset to the department. Was this a coincidence? No, because reading Paramahansa Yogananda's book opened up a whole new world out there that I did not know existed until then. It was the world and realm of the Gurus. I had all these while known Gods and temples. Now I have come to know the Gurus. It was all God's and Gurus blessings.
Life is not a coincidence, at least for me. At my age of 67, when I look back and begin to put the puzzle pieces together, I begin to see the pattern emerge. My earliest memories are of me residing at Jalan Tembusu, Assam Kumbang, Taiping. What stands out till today in my memory is the small shrine at the back of the land where the house stood. It was that of Madurai Veeran. But there was no statue of him. Only an oil lamp was lit. He stood guard, keeping us safe from danger. Today relatives have given him a proper home. We had a guardian deity look over our shoulders from a young age. Was this a coincidence, as we were only occupying and sharing a portion of the house with the owner?
Then the Chinese deity in our neighbour's house, who gave me life, comes to mind. Apparently, when my parents lost two of my siblings because of severe diarrhea and purging, and when I succumbed to it too, they rushed me to our neighbor, where the Gods, coming in his trance, saved me, after my parents agreed at that moment to give me up for adoption to the Gods. As I grew up, the Chinese Gods became my savior and Godfather. I remember the Chinese neighbor, shirtless, while chanting, would strike himself with the blunt end of a sword. I could see his back turn red, carrying the brunt of the sword. He would write Chinese characters onto a strip of yellow rice paper in red ink, and burn it, collecting its ashes in a glass of water and having me drink it. I would recover. Was this a coincidence, to happen to be staying within reach of the Gods?
As all seven of us siblings had all grown up, we had to move to another house that could accommodate us. We arrived at Lorong Creagh. While here, I would often visit the Wat Phodhiyaram Thai Buddhist Temple next door to sit and listen to the stories told about the Buddha, chant and pray, and enjoy the free food they served. We used to look for these Buddhist monks whenever we fell sick, where they would chant and tie strings around our wrists. Was this a coincidence that we had "doctors" stand by and just within reach in our neighborhood?
I remember visiting the Indian Muslim Mosques too, where strings were tied around our wrists, accompanied by verses chanted from the Holy Quran.
The first time I visited the hospital was when a relative's dog bit me on my thigh when I was 13. Fearing rabies, I went to get an injection. After that, I weaned off the bottle as they say, and frequented the hospital for all my ailments, which I should say were rare, as I was in the care of my Godfather. As a bachelor, with my mother often reminding me that I was saved by the Gods, I would visit Chinese temples, looking them up and paying homage to them.
Later, as a student at St. George's Institution, a missionary school, I used to sit in the chapel while my friends of the Christian faith prayed. Much later, I took up a Bible Correspondence Course from a Church in Singapore where they would mail me by post course materials, and I would have to read, answer, and send them back to them.
My friends in the neighborhood of Ceylonese rootsand I would attend Thevaram classes held by a teacher from Ceylon, too.
Finishing my secondary schooling, I took up a Certificate Course in Civil Engineering at the Ungku Omar Polytechnic in Ipoh. A Pakistani college gardener who had to catch the first bus at 5.15am, just like me, would sit beside me and fill me in about Islam. Was this a coincidence that I should be exposed to all the religions back then and have so many Gods look after me?
My mother, Annaletchumy @ Valliammai Ramasamy, who was fond of telling stories, used to say that as I was her eighth child, I would hold fort in a distant place. Neighbors would come around telling her that they had dreams of Gods telling them that they had visited our home. Was this how the Gods are telling us that they were with us?
Unknown to us, my father, S.N.Avadaiyappa Chettiar, who hailed from Sivagangai in Tamil Nadu, returned to India, apparently to become a monk at an Ashram. A string of bullets from a machine gun fired from a Japanese plane had missed him by inches as he came out from the bank holding hard cash in his hands, for he was a moneylender by profession and a Chettiar by caste. Just like the saint Pattinathar, he dropped everything and sought to know his true purpose. But the head of the ashram, after having him around for some time, told him to go back to his family, as he had responsibilities to see through. His parting words to him were, if God willed, we shall meet again. But it was not meant to happen. It is indeed a pity that I was not inquisitive enough at that tender age of eight to ask him the guru's name or the ashram he stayed in. I do not remember if he told me, too. He must have picked up some secrets from his master, I guess, for when his time was up, he went to a corner of my brother's home where my parents were staying and sat in Padmasana, pupils looking up, and left his body. When my mother came back with a cup of coffee, which he always makes for himself, but exceptionally asked for it that day, seeing him in that state, she placed her hand on his shoulder when he toppled over onto her lap and passed away. The medical personnel who came with the ambulance confirmed his death. Was this a coincidence that my father should leave his home in Sivagangai to travel first to Burma and later to Ceylon and Singapore before settling in Malaya to do business? Was this a coincidence that I should be born in this family that showed us Sariyai and practiced Yoga, probably passed on the merit of their Tavam or austerities?
Here is an update on my health. The body aches have completely gone away. The expulsion of bile, phlegm, the bloating, and wind has stopped, too. What a relief. I guess my body is cleansed now. I'm having a ferocious appetite. The transformation, both external and internal, has all ended well with the guidance and continuous monitoring of Agathiyar.
When I started this journey, traveling with the Siddhas, apparently, I had unknowingly started a journey of writing too. Though my brother was a journalist, I was never able to write until I began taking notes on my pilgrimage. Tavayogi, who turned to look at what I was doing as we were driven to the many abodes and temples, when he volunteered to bring me there in 2005, seeing me taking notes, asked what I was doing. I replied that I was taking into account all the places we went to and the things that took place. Once back home, I created websites and I posted them to share the cake with others. But when someone gave a negative comment on the photo of Supramania Swami, which another had picked up from my website and posted on his social media, I deactivated all the websites and the YouTube channel. When I informed Tavayogi about it, he asked, "Why, son, let it be." And so I began to create all these anew. When he came to Malaysia last in 2016 before passing away in 2018, Tavayogi gave due credit to me for making him known to the world at large when he addressed the small group of AVM family members who had gathered in another devotee's house. I felt that I had carried out my duty to my gurus. It was so fulfilling and satisfying.
Messaging Roshan upon his return from Bengaluru to Malaysia last night, I felt the same joy and bliss come over me knowing that another guru had listened to my recent post at https://agathiyarvanam.blogspot.com/2026/03/do-choose-to-believe.html, read to her, and that she had complimented me.
Hi roshan. R u back. What did Devi amma say about the writing? Would love to know what she thought, coming from someone so close to appa. Thank u for reading it out to her, taking up your precious time with her just for me. Already I feel so blessed.
He replied,
She was the one told me to read, she will hear. She said he writes very well and well explain also. She was very happy that you wrote about Appa and spread His name.
Speaking about the interview that she gave for a channel on YouTube, he wrote,
Appa has never allowed her to be on social media and all. And YouTube and all. But this interview Appa gave permission.
She always wanted to spread the name of Appa and she said the world should know about Appa. Appa long back said, the time will come, and you will write books and spread it. And now the time has come.
This was enough for me. It came as an accreditation from Agathiyar himself. To cap off this journey, a verse from the good book was mentioned in the short movie, 'The Mailbox," that sums it up: "You only get to keep what you give away."
In Matthew 10:39, he that findeth his life shall lose it and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it."
Ramalinga Adigal, too, had told me that when you turn down the gifts, Prapanjam shall begin to shower us with more goodness." I guess in hoarding things and being selfish, we shall never grow, for I have begun to realize that the more I share, or rather "give away" on this blog, the more I "receive."
When many come to the Siddha path thinking it is an alternative worship to that conducted in temples traditionally, seeing that it is nowhere close to that, they leave, for the approach is one of hands-on. Unlike being passive at temple Puja, paying a token to see God and receive Prasad, we have to dirty our hands, dust, and clean our homes, and prepare the venue for the arrival of devotees and guests, and above all, the Siddhas.
If there is a priest to carry out these rituals in the temples, in Siddha puja, we carry out the rituals. Unlike the rigidly outlined rituals in temples, here we are given full freedom to experiment and grow. If initially the tendency is to add to these rituals as it brings on a sense of joy, making us "high" in the words of my wife, eventually the Siddhas themselves have us drop many rituals or shorten their duration, by coming to show and tell. The Siddhas do not sit in a throne, watch and enjoy the proceedings during a Siddha Puja, but sit among us. They give us a helping hand, so that when we lift and carry things, we don't feel the weight. At times, they change our well-laid-out plans and hijack these Puja. Knowing this, these days we only draft one, knowing that they will come to amend and change it anyway.
Preparing us for his arrival, at Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM), both as a bronze statue and in the subtle form, in 2010, he told me that my soul shall take residence in his statue while he comes in me during the duration of the Puja and the chanting of his name 100,000 times, which he asked us to do.
Days after we conducted a Puja at AVM in the presence of Tavayogi and Mataji in 2016, Agathiyar disclosed that the Siddhas were present at the Puja in a Jeeva Nadi reading read by Tavayogi for a devotee. This was only sensed by Mataji, who felt the ground shake.
When we placed Agathiyar's statue on a palanquin and began to bring him around the Mayuranathar temple complex in Dengkil back then, what seemed manageable became back-breaking for the AVM ushers who carried Agathiyar around.
When Dyalen volunteered to carry Agathiyar's statue into the condo of a devotee, he was all smiles as it seemed an easy and light task. But after the Puja was over, and when he had to bring Agathiyar back into the car at the car park, he was struggling to do so.
So why conduct Puja then?
They come into the very object of reverence when we call out to them and observe certain rituals.
A devotee who frequented our home and watched the Puja once asked me why we need to praise the Siddhas, singing their songs, not that he was an atheist or new to it. He used to sing songs from the Thevaram before the deities in his hometown temple. I answered him just as I had answered the reader of this blog who came up to me and asked about the conversations with Agathiyar, if it was all a hallucination. I had told him to carry out all that I did and find out for himself. Similarly, I told this devotee the same and find out for himself.
In calling me to their worship in a Nadi reading in 2002, and taking it up, bringing my family too, chanting and calling out their names, singing their praises at our home Puja, we caught their attention. The bridge was drawn down for the Siddhas to come from their plane or realm into our homes. They then introduced me to a guru in the physical form on the path of the Siddhas. Tavayogi of Kallar Ashram introduced me to carrying out the Homam, a smaller version of the Yagam or Yagna, in my home. Although initially I was reluctant, telling him that it was the domain of the temple priests, he convinced me to do it, allaying any fear and inadequacy that I had. Later, Agathiyar in the Nadi tells me that I was not doing it for me but for the good and well-being of this world (Ulaga Sehmam). At the peak of the pandemic, Lord Siva came through a memo taken down by a devotee, asking me to get devotees to conduct a Homam in their individual homes due to the lockdown to subdue the terror and danger lurking in the air and assist Prapanjam in her healing. Fearing a revival, Prapanjam came through another devotee with a similar message later, asking her to pass it to me.
When Agathiyar came as the bronze statue, he told me to carry out libation or Abhisegam to him using nine items, without listing them in the Nadi. I consulted Mataji from Kallar Ashram, who forwarded to me, more than I bargained for, a list containing 23 items. I could now choose and pick. These days, when the Siddhas themselves come to conduct these Puja, they tell us beforehand what is to be done or stop us at the moment, ending the ritual where it stands.
Now that the home has physically been cleansed, and the venue has been prepared for the arrival of devotees and guests, and above all, the Siddhas, the very space where all this is happening now is cleansed too, besides attending to the continued sustenance, survival, and the needs of Prapanjam with the ritual of Homam. We grab their attention, and at the same time, the bridge is then drawn down by calling out their names. Having the Siddhas as guests in our homes, cooling the Siddhas and deities with the ritual of Abhisegam, serving them food and delicacies, a bond is formed where they are obliged and are on hand to listen to and attend to our needs. We have their full attention now. Furthermore, they then give us boons, gifts, and presents. It is our choice to accept or turn down. If our choices so far have determined our path and the results, henceforth they begin to determine what is right for us, or rather, reveal our true purpose in coming here. The Siddha comes to claim his throne and rightful place in the inner chambers of our hearts and mind as the long-lost buddy, the JeevAtma that went into self-exile after our Ego invaded and took over the fortress. The Final Destiny comes into play. We are no more ourselves. We who were a part of them are now back to being the whole. We become One with them. Yegan.
My gurus never spoke about themselves; instead, they only spoke about their gurus. Supramania Swami spoke about his five gurus, the very first day I met him in his village home of Achananthal, some eight kilometers away from Tiruvannamalai town, in 2003. The only time he spoke about him was when I asked about him on my second visit in 2005. Tavayogi too never spoke about himself but only of Agathiyar and the other Siddhas. The only time I heard him speak about him was when I took him to the home of another devotee in Batu Caves. He candidly told us how he bashed up a local thug who had bothered him by dragging him along onto the auto he was waiting for and bringing him to a deserted place, where he gave him a bashing that he would remember, for it made the man bow to him in respect when they met again some time later at the same spot. Sometimes one needs to pick up the cane.
Agathiyar, too, in asking me to control my anger, giving me a sermon in my Nadi reading for an hour back then, immediately put me to the test by blocking me from boarding my car with my family and driving away. My family had a good laugh, looking up to the skies to see if there was a CCTV, while I was fuming. After pushing the car forward just sufficient for me to come out of my parking bay, we went to have lunch on another street. A popular radio DJ who walked past me stopped and pushed me to the wall of the five-foot way and lectured me about tradition, pointing out the small bindi on my daughter's forehead. Apparently, it was too small according to his standards. I told him to come in the tradition vesti then rather than in pants. He hurried off, seeing my anger. I failed the test. Again and again, he came to remind me, finally asking if he had to take up the cane, his Vaasi Kol, the stick that the Siddhas place under their arm to regulate their breath, again. Only later did I come to know from him that it was because he was concerned for me that he had to be stern. He tells me that he has put so much work and effort into me to reach their heights that he did not want me to sabotage it by bringing these energies to fall back into the lower regions. I remembered then how Ramalinga Adigal, too, says that anger causes our internals to boil, where the cells then die.
Though the Siddhas are full of love and compassion, they can be hard on us at times for our own good. In having us suffer, they have us go through it once and for all and never revisit it, so that the work on us can begin. There have been fourteen individuals who stepped into my home who were dealt with by Agathiyar harshly, some given physical blows, too. It was for a purpose that only the Siddhas know, for it was they who called them over and had them stand at my doorway. I had nothing to do with it, being only a witness and watcher. But they are all doing well, which brings me joy, too.
We know nothing, though we claim we know everything. What we know is only what we see and touch, hear and taste, feel and endure. There are many secrets beyond our basic understanding of the world around us. To know these, we have to approach the all-knowing Siddhas. But even then, they do not reveal the depths of the ocean. They only describe the waves. For otherwise we would come to know that it is all a divine play and their Lila and stop living, only existing. For how else shall the world spin and move us to do things? Who is going to drop the apple on the street that causes a major accident, as in the movie Police Academy?
So, what is a better way than to hear from the horse's mouth, those who have been on the path and seen many an adventure surrounding these Siddhas? It would not be an academic research paper but rather one that is hands-on. This is what they do on the onset, bringing us places to get us connected with the Siddhas, who, apparently, seem to be hiding away from mankind in the woods and caves. But these are openings to another world and another adventure far away from home. In making contact, they come looking us up, knocking on our doors. Some answer, while many don't. I know many who never took up the worship of Siddhas even after the Siddhas stood at their doors. For some others, the Siddhas were merely another photo frame hanging on the wall. It is sad that the Siddha has come this far, but we reject his open arms and his invitation. But when they begin to lose faith in themselves and their self-confidence erodes, having them ask how long they can hold on, they go knocking on doors now. I guess the best time to start is when they are young, when they accept anything told without refusal, arguing, or thinking about it.
Now what do you know? Just when I had posted the last piece, DO CHOOSE TO BELIEVE, and sent out a message to Hari Roshan informing him that I had used his picture with Devi Amma asking "Hope u dont mind using your pic & Ma's", he replies me saying that he was with Devi Amma that instant and was leaving for home (Malaysia) tonight.
"It's a very new interview, and was just released a few days ago. Glad you came across it so soon. And I am currently here in Whitefields with Amma RIGHT NOW. I read her your whole write up in the blog."
I thanked him for that and replied, "Wonderful to have caught u at the right time with Amma," to which he replies "Divine timing." Indeed, it was. How do we explain all this?
He had written about his guru Devi Amma last Guru Purnima on Fb as follows.
A True Guru has now become A RARE GEM IN THIS WORLD.
When you have found your True Guru, The Guru's words becomes the light which illuminates the path in your life, propelling you towards the Destination that our soul has been longing.
The more one surrenders with full faith and without a stain of doubt to the True Guru, The more potent and effective the Guru's words become.
Through The Guru's words, time could be saved, destiny could be changed, hurdles could be conquered and one could be lead from darkness to Light.
Finally, When your Guru's words becomes the FINAL VERDICT in your life, that is when you are guaranteed a golden seat on the Divine's Lap with ultimate Grace, Protection & Blessings.
If You have found your TRUE Guru, Treasure not just the existence and moments but most importantly treasure THE NECTAR SPOKEN FROM THEIR DIVINE LIPS
Lifetimes of gratitude isn't enough to express how much you have done for us. It is Because of your Divine Guidance, Grace & Blessings we are who and where we are today.
HAPPY GURU PURNIMA TO OUR BELOVED DEVI AMMA
ONE among the Greatest Divine Being Ever walked Surface Earth
Many years ago, a reader who followed my blog traced me to a temple puja for Agathiyar. He seemed to have spotted me from afar and, after a brief homage to Agathiyar, walked up to me and introduced himself to me, saying he was a psychologist. He then referred to the blog about the conversations with Agathiyar and asked how he came, and put forth the question whether it was a hallucination. I told him to travel the path I did, and then he too shall learn how Agathiyar comes. He never came back, as I supposed he thought I was another case study for him.
Walking abreast with Tavayogi the morning after I arrived at his Kallar Ashram for the very first time, as we continued our walk down the small hill where his Ashram was located, onto the railway line that connects Methupalayam and Conoor, and onto the road that led through the small village of Kallar, made famous by Thuri Palam or the bridge built in 1925, Tavayogi told me that Agathiyar had come the night before. I was dumbfounded, baffled, and surprised. After taking a moment to digest what he had just said, I asked him the obvious question as to how he came. Tavayogi replied as Light. Fine. There was another moment of silence where I was trying to envision and comprehend this. Then I asked him what he said. He replied that Agathiyar asked him what he was going to give me. Well, that was interesting. After another moment of silence, I asked him, "What did you say?" He had asked Agathiyar what to give, and Agathiyar replied that he would let him know later. The conversation ended again in silence, for I needed time to digest all this, asking myself if all this was possible, if Siddhas do appear and speak, etc. By this time, we had passed the small township and arrived at the Kallar river where we took a dip.
Traveling with him to the caves and abodes of the Siddhas and temples, I encounter further mind-boggling encounters with the Siddhas performing miracles. Then they began to perform these miracles in my home, too, till this day. This journey of some 24 years walking on their path and traveling with them has shown me that they can choose to come in many forms and through many people, too. As I had written earlier,
Agathiyar came in 2001, as the Vasudeva Mantra, in a mysterious way and manner to me, who had taken a break of some 14 years from visiting temples, praying at home, and reading, after Lord Siva came in a dream in 1988 and had me put it all off to another date.
Agathiyar came as the Written Word in the Nadi readings that I went for. From 2002 to 2019, he was the Word that came through these Nadi readings. From 2020 till now, he continues to come as the Spoken Word coming through his devotees. He came a couple of days ago to check on my family and their health concerns.
After addressing my past Karma through the Nadi, he called me to the worship of the Siddhas. To start me off on the worship of the Siddhas, Nadi reader Sentilkumar conducted a Siddha Puja called Nadiku Dhanam, stipulated by Agathiyar as an appreciation to the Siddhas for recording and documenting my life's story, past, present, and future in the palm leaves. I was given a booklet of the names of the Siddhas from Sentil and a painting of Agathiyar that I received from Sivabalan, who brought the reader in from India. Agathiyar now had a Form and Name.
Knocking on the doors of numerous centers, movements, and societies associated with Agathiyar, I only faced disappointment as no one could appease my hunger to know more about the Siddhas and their worship. Speaking to Dr. Krishnan, astrologer, Siddha physician, and friend, about my dispointment he gave me a Yantra on a copper foil that he prepared, and surprisingly, passed me Agathiyar's Mantra over the phone as I sat in Puja at my home in 2003. Agathiyar was the Yantra and Mantra.
Agathiyar came through my Gurus in physical form, first in 2003, as Supramania Swami of Tiruvannamalai, who showed me how a disciple should conduct himself in the presence of his guru, and as Tavayogi Thangarasan Adigal of Kallar Ashram later in 2005, who guided me on the Siddha path. While Supramania Swami initiated me into the Siva Mantra, Tavayogi officially gave my wife, me, and others the Agathiyar Mantra to recite in 2005. Agathiyar was both the Guru and the Mantra.
Days later, Agathiyar officially accepted me into the fold, having me get another initiation from Tavayogi the same night he came in the Nadi reading. Tavayogi just touched my shoulders, which I came to know later was Parisa Teechai or Diksha or initiation through touch, and sent me off. Agathiyar came as the Touch.
Taking me into the jungles, Tavayogi pointed me to the gentle breeze that was blowing, the aroma of wild flowers and sandalwood in the air, telling me that the Siddhas were ushering us. He came as the Breeze and Aroma. He was the Nature or Prapanjam around us.
After showing me his presence in nature, he then showed himself in a granite statue of himself at Agasthiyampalli, where he opened his left eye to see Tavayogi and me. Later, he showed the same at Papanasam, where he opened both his eyes in his granite statue before Tavayogi, my brother, and me. He was the Rock.
Reciting the Pranava Mantra in his chambers, he came as the Sound and the Vibration that resonated, bouncing off the granite walls.
Just before leaving his ashram and him, Tavayogi gave me a Vaasi Mantra telling me that Agathiyar was Vaasi, or the Breath.
Coming into my family home in 2010 as a bronze statue or as a Uru or Form, an exact replica of his granite statue at Agasthiyampalli, he has me give the piece of metal Life and Breath (Uyir). He was Uru and Uyir, Form and Breath.
Coming down the steps of the Nattadreswar temple in Erode with my family in 2013, Tavayogi turned to me, saying that Agathiyar and Siva were One. He was Siva.
When my family and I were brought to the spot in Kallar hills where Agathiyar had appeared to Tavayogi as Light, a domestic Dog ran up to us to greet us and disappear shortly after. Later in 2016, as the entourage from Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM) prepared to board the flight home from Trichy airport, a Dog appeared and prostrated before us as if thanking and bidding us farewell at the carpark.
In 2013, he opened both his eyes in his bronze statue at AVM just as he did at Agasthiyampalli and Papanasam in 2005, to see us. He was the Metal.
In 2016, just before our entourage from AVM left for the Kumbha Abhisegam or inauguration of Tavayogi's new Ashram, the deity Karupanasamy, coming through a devotee at a temple, blessed us, saying that we shall meet Agathiyar and that we should be aware of his presence. True to what he said, we saw Agathiyar at the very first temple we stepped into upon our arrival. It was in Sri Rangam. Previously, in 2003, he came as an old but vibrant man in white and spoke English, blessing me before I boarded the car. But what came as a surprise now in 2016 was that Agathiyar came as an elderly woman wrapped in a saree that had all the hues and colors of a peacock. We saw him again at Adhi Kumbeswar temple in Kumbakonam, Palamutircholai, and at the Nattradeshwar temple, again as a woman dressed in the same colors. Returning home, Karupanasamy candidly asked us, "What! Did you think Agathiyar was a male? He is a female!" Agathiyar came as a Woman.
This took me back to the day we held the groundbreaking ceremony for the new yet-to-be-built Sri Raghavendra Swamigal Mritiga Brindavanam Kinta in Ipoh in 2013. A lady dressed the same walked into the grounds and right up to me as everyone else was leaving the grounds, telling me that she wanted to donate towards the cost of a brick to build the temple. She circumambulated the spot where the ritual was done and left, accepting the parcel of food that I had packed for her. Was this Agathiyar too?
When a couple questioned Agathiyar about his true form, having heard so many stories, he asked what they felt in conducting Puja and Charity. They replied that they had an Unarvu or Feeling. That is me, he replied, saying that he was the Joy, Happiness, and Bliss, and Fulfilment and Contentment that they felt during these moments. He was the Unarvu or Feelings we have in doing good.
In testing me to gauge if I had dropped my attachment, Agathiyar asked me to send him away to another devotee's home, which I readily followed and did. In his place, he brought down the Prapanjam, telling us that she was him too. He was then the Space in my tiny, humble home AVM.
If I had only come to know him in the past 24 years, he tells me that he has known me for crores of years. He remembers me, but I forgot him. He is beyond Time.
If one has to be there to experience and to believe, be it God or the Siddhas, Agathiyar tells us that if man only chooses to believe after it has happened, saying let it happen and I shall believe, the Siddhas ask us to believe, and it shall happen. With the Siddhas everthing is possible. This blog is full of surprises and miracles. Read from the beginning.
Browsing through YouTube, I came across Devi Amma in Whitefield, Bangalore, being interviewed. I came to know about her from a friend and devotee who came by to AVM and engaged in Puja and Charity in the past. He took her as his guru and drops in on her frequently.
It is we who consecrate the space we live in, giving life to things that we touch. We do not realize our potential and the power in us until we reach the tip of Bhakti, or devotion. Bakti and love can do so much. Similarly, hatred and enmity can drive us to do equal damage to lives and property. If the former creates, the latter destroys it. The body can heal itself. We can heal others, too. We are our own masters. We can change our fate. All this is possible if we bring God within us. Just as it is said that during a thunderstorm, the positive electricity or streamer meets the electrical current flowing towards earth, the JeevAtma in us that is a part of the larger ParamAtma, is meet by ParamAtma coming to earth and claiming its other half as told in the Puranas too, of the story of Lord Siva and Parvathy separated and later returning into each others arms and embrace, dancing the cosmic dance. The Jothi in us merges with the Arutperunjothi from beyond, becoming an expression of divine love, compassion, and kindness that knows no bounds, status, color, language, race, or religion. This is the state of the Siddhas. We have to strive to achieve this. In doing so, the Siddhas would assist us in all means. There is no point in being merely a follower among the thousands. We need to personally know the guru, not online or through books. We need to sit in his presence and learn, not online or in books. We need to sit with him. We need to travel with him. We need to serve him. We have to gain the trust of the Guru and be patient. Tavayogi said that the guru would test his student, keeping him with him for some 12 years before even sharing his thoughts. We have to become "the one" among the thousands. Agathiyar had Pulastya, with whom he shared much. Ramalinga Adigal had Kalpattu Aiya, coming for him after his disappearance some 25 years on 26 April 1902, to lay Kalpattu Aiya in Samadhi. Ramakrishna had Vivekananda. I was privileged and am honored that Supramania Swami and Tavayogi took me in as their student. If Tavayogi gifted me the Asanas and Pranayama practice, which Agathiyar said was a treasure, Supramania Swami gave me all his merits gained from his 40 years of Tavam or austerities. As for Agathiyar, who tells me that we have known each other for crores of years, he came back for me after all those years. He remembered me, but I forgot as I was lured and got preoccupied with many things, and forgot what I came for. He stood by me patiently, hoping that someday I would turn my look towards him when he could show himself to me and make me recall all the good times we had together. That day has arrived. I am deeply indebted to him, the shepherd, for coming back for me, who had strayed away from the flock for all these years.
There are a multitude of Gods, Goddesses, and deities. Then there is a multitude of Siddhas, Rishis, and Munis, too. Then there are the Gurus in the physical form. After taking up the call by Agathiyar in my very first Nadi reading in 2002, and coming to worship the Siddhas, Agathiyar brought me to my very first guru, Supramania Swami of Tiruvannamalai in 2003, and Tavayogi Thangarasan Adigal of Kallar Ashram in 2005. What makes Agathiyar, Supramania Swami, and Tavayogi stand out among the rest?
Unlike settling down feeling good that their followers adore, admire, and worship them, seeing them singing their praises, and doing service to them, attending to their needs and wants, and rather then keeping their followers at their side, remaining merely followers forever, often taking possession of them, Agathiyar, Supramania Swami, and Tavayogi showed us the means to attain their very state instead. They went beyond preaching, teaching, and guiding. They provided us with all the necessary tools, methods, and practices for this purpose. They then continued to supervise and monitor us, checking in on us to ensure we were doing it correctly. They try their very best to uplift us to their state, leading us on the path first as a Guru, wrapping their arms around us to shelter us from danger as a Father does, embracing us in their arms with love and care as a Mother does, then walking alongside us, wrapping their arms around our sholders, as a Companion and Friend, holding our hands tightly as a Lover does, and enveloping us as Mother Earth and the Prapanjam does. By attaining the state of Purity, Completeness, and Contentment, the ParamAtma then comes down and within, to meet the JeevAtma in us to dance the cosmic dance that paves the way for us to merge in Sat, Chit, Ananda, or Existence, Consciousness, and Bliss, becoming the very Light or Jothi that they are.
We must first set aside all our previous readings, understandings, and opinions, and come empty before being filled with new experiences and new learning. Lord Siva, coming in a dream in 1988, asked that I keep all my doubts and questions that arose after my extensive readings did not tally with what took place around me, for a later date. I left it all, including my temple visits and home worship. I was empty during the next 14 years. Reading the Nadi in 2002, Agathiyar filled me in about the reasons for all sufferings, something that I was trying to figure out and reason out before I had the dream.
By first revealing my past Karma in the Nadi in 2002, he had me worship them and go on pilgrimages in 2003, where we shed the Karma by taking long walks that test our endurance and bringing us into contact with Mother Earth, washing the Karma away by dipping into her Holy waters, having the wind which carried the mantras chanted while doing remedies, huff and puff and blow the Karma away, lighting the Homam and have the fire consume all our shortcomings, worries, troubles, sufferings, and whatever Karma that remains. Seeing these burn into ashes, finally, their attention and grace turn towards us. We then pleased the Gods and Goddesses and the Siddhas and cooled them off by carrying out libations to their statues, beginning in 2010. In 2018, Lord Muruga told me in the Nadi that henceforth, he had changed my destiny. This is how my gurus have helped change my fate,
The Thrashings
In nurturing us, they are not always kind, though. Here is where we have to be prepared for brickbats thrown at us, and prepared to be tormented and burned, for how else are we to lose our hold on all the trash that we picked up along the way that is dragging us further into the murky swamp. When seen positively, it is a process of molding, of preparing and bringing the Body, Breath, and Soul to reach their state.
When Agathiyar asked me to build a temple for him in my first Nadi reading in 2002, I was elated and floating, thinking that I was the chosen one and privileged to carry it out. Sivabalan dropped the bombshell, pointing out that I was not special after all, as Agathiyar had asked 50 others before me.
Tavayogi, during the very first meeting in 2005, where I had gone to look him up, stopped me from falling at his feet, a customary tradition, and upheld when one is before a saintly person, and instead pointed me to the wooden sandals that symbolized the Holy Feet of Agathiyar at the local Peedham. Later, when he stepped into my home, taking up my invitation, he passed the word that he did not want us to do Paatha Puja or the traditional ritual of washing the feet of the Holy and saintly. The last blow came as I sent him back to the Peedham he was putting up in, with my nephew on the wheel. As I thanked him profusely for coming over, blessing us and our home, he turned to me, saying that I was living in Maya and was consumed by it. He continued saying that I was thinking that he had something within his apparel of a mendicant. He said he had nothing and was a nobody. He then pointed me to the Light within each of us. He said that he chose to call it Agathiyar, asking me to worship Agathiyar rather than him. I was dumbfounded and speechless. He trashed the blissful and joyful state I was in then. I was silent throughout the journey back to the Peedham. So was he. We dropped him off and returned home. I did not know what to figure out. It hurt me. But I went back to the Peedham to see him and be in his presence. I figured it out later and am truly grateful to him. If he had not spoken those words, I would have returned home and enlarged his photo, framed it, and hung it in my living room. I would have adored him, admired him, and worshiped him. But instead, I took up the worship of Agathiyar as he told me to. I have now come to adore, admire, and worship Agathiyar instead.
If Agathiyar and Tavayogi had told me to frequent the local Peedham where he put up after he left for India, Agathiyar, mysteriously amending a previous Nadi reading, had me come under Tavayogi's wings. Arriving at his Kallar Ashram after taking up his invitation and following the directive of Agathiyar in the Nadi, I met Vimalan and Suresh from Tiruvannamalai, who had stayed back after the Pornami Puja. Suresh brought out a Rudraksha and showed Tavayogi, asking about wearing it on him. Tavayogi approved but told him to be respectful of the bead as it is symbolic of Lord Siva. Once he left, Tavayogi turned to me, surprised me, saying, "We do not need it, my son." Then he turned his gaze on my fingers and saw my nine-stone-studded gold ring, or Navaratnam ring, on my finger. He told me the same. I was confused now, as I was told to wear these gems on my finger by Supramania Swami, telling me that they would do good. Then I told him that I was wearing a mercury bead or Rasamani on me too, to which he said the same. As we took our bath in the Kallar river, the days I was there, I would stash this ring, my pasport and money in a steel cabinet in Tavayogi's room for safekeeping. Once returning from our bath, the ring went missing. After some time, frantically searching for it, Tavayogi retrieved it from the angle iron frame of the cabinet. It had apparently rolled out from my sachet into the groove. Several days later, as I sat before Supramania Swami, who was charting my horoscope, I realized that I had lost one of the stones, the Yellow Sapphire. One cannot wear it now as it is incomplete. I kept it and the Rasamani bead away for good. I was taught to let go.
Agathiyar in asking me to control my anger, giving me a sermon in my Nadi reading for an hour back then, immediately put me to the test by blocking me from boarding my car with my family and driving away. My family had a good laugh, looking up to the skies to see if there was a CCTV, while I was fuming. I failed the test. Again and again he came to remind me, finally asking if he had to take up the cane, his Vaasi Kol, the stick that the Siddhas place under their arm to regulate their breath, again.
After some 24 years on the path, and coming under the wings of Supramania Swami from 2003 to 2007, and that of Tavayogi from 2005 to 2018, and worshiping Agathiyar between 2002 and 2019, Agathiyar brought all worship and charity to a standstill by bringing the shutters down and winding up AVM. I was taught to let go. He had me go within. In ending this period of solitude, he had me go back to society with a reminder only to watch all that was happening around and laugh it off.
Then another blow came in the form of a devotee reminding Bhagawan Ramana's words to Sadhu Om to do what we came for. This was repeated at a Puja in our home, jokingly but continuously, by another devotee who picked it up then and repeated it.
Then Agathiyar came through a devotee some time back, telling me that I should drop my hold on him too. But "How could I?" I exclaimed. I only knew him. Tavayogi told me to hold on to him. Where would I go? Who would I turn to, since Supramania Swami and Tavayogi had gone into Samadhi? Agathiyar replied, asking me, "How else can we become one?"
Agathiyar brought me from Dvaita to Advaita. Agathiyar brought me out of Bakti and Devotion to Gnanam just as Tavayogi had always harped about this much-needed transition to progress further.
Supramania Swami did not keep me under his wings either. He was not possessive of me when I shared my Nadi reading the second time I saw him in 2005, where Agathiyar, in telling me that Tavayogi was my guru, asked me to spend several days with him. Supramania Swami sent me off to meet Tavayogi, packing a thick blanket and placing it in the trunk of the car, saying the Nilgiri hills would be cold. He told me to tell my guru that he had enquired about him. I saw the love, kindness, and most of all the humbleness in him. Upon completing my travels with Tavayogi and returning to Supramania Swami, the first thing he asked was about Tavayogi's well-being, enquiring, "How is your Guru, Raja?" Again, I saw the humbleness in him.
If Tavayogi took up lighting the Yagam annually to contain Mother Earth's and Prapanjam's wrath and anger that we saw as the churning of the ocean and the Tsunami in 2004, Agathiyar had a devotee take notes in his meditation as Lord Siva spoke about the pandemic of 2019 and our role in helping subdue it, by lighting a fire pit, hence aiding and healing Mother Earth and Prapanjam. Later, Prapanjam herself came through another devotee asking us to do it again, fearing a recurrence of the dreaded virus.
The Blessings
Agathiyar came through a devotee and conducted our 60th wedding on Guru Purnima of 2024. He had me take notes a day earlier and asked me to read them out to the attendees. I did as told. He summarized the entire journey in three pages. Here again, he charts the journey in simple terms for those keen to undertake. In asking us who Agathiyan is, he explains the journey of transformation into him, or rather, to rediscover him in us. He poses the questions to us and answers them, too.
"Who is Agathiyan?
You are. I am. True. We all are Agathiyan. The Jothi or flame in us is Agathiyan. He resides as the fire, flame, heat, and warmth in us. He is Esan. He is the Esan who resides within.
Why is it that we do not realize nor feel him?
It is because we have not attained the state of preparedness or readiness to realize him. Once our soul attains this state, we shall begin to realize him.
How can we attain this state of preparedness? First, we have to travel this path. We need to travel to the places and abodes of the Siddhas, witness their miracles, enter the states of bliss, and bring back these feelings and work on them, nurturing them. The Siddha shall come down. When we follow their directives they shall walk with us holding our hands. This travel then shall not be that of an external but of an internal journey. Yoga is the key to this travel within. From Sariyai arriving at Kriyai, now they shall teach Yogam. The journey within shall begin. You shall witness happenings. You shall see many things. It would be puzzling to you. It would be new to you too. Continuing this internal journey, you shall arrive at each Chakra and eventually see the cosmic dance of Thillai in Sahasrara. A 1000-petaled flower will keep on opening up continuously. Arutjothi will come to reside here. Then its effulgence enters within, and just as how the Kundalini upon awakening traverses each Chakra purifying them, this effulgence brings on the shine and luminosity in them. Jothi Darisanam takes place where one sees the light or effulgence. The body takes on the same. Vibrations begin to emit within and around us and are felt by those tuned to receive and feel around us. They shall follow you. You become a Jeeva Mukta, having attained Mukti while living in the flesh.
Henceforth you are no different from Agathiyan and Agathiyan is no different from you. You are me and I am you."
யார் அகத்தியன்?
நீ அகத்தியன். நான் அகத்தியன். உண்மை. நாம் எல்லோரும் அகத்தியன். நம் உள் உள்ள ஜோதி அகத்தியன். அவர் அகத்துள் உறையும் தீ அகத்தியன். அவர் ஈசன். அவர் அகத்துள் உறையும் ஈசன். ஏன் நாம் அவரை உணர்வதில்லை? ஏன் நாம் இதனை உணர்வதில்லை? நாம் பக்குவம் அடையவில்லை. நாம் ஆத்மா பக்குவம் அடைந்தால் நாம் இதனை உணர்வோம். நாம் எப்படி பக்குவம் அடைவது? முதலில் இந்த பாதையில் பயணிக்க வேண்டும். சித்தர்கள் வாசம் செய்யும் இடங்களுக்குச் சென்று, பல அற்புதங்களைக் கண்டு மகிழ்ந்து, உணர்ந்து, பின்னர் அவ் உணர்வுடன் இல்லம் திரும்பி, அவர்களை நினைத்து நினைத்து உருகிப் பூஜிக்க வேண்டும். சித்தன் இறங்கி வருவான். பின் அவன் கட்டளைக்கு ஏற்ப நடந்து வந்தால் விரைவில் அவன் உங்கள் கரங்களைப் பிடித்துக் கொண்டு பயணிப்பான். இப்பயணம் வெளிப் பயணம் அன்று, உள் பயணம் ஆகும். உள் பயணத்திற்குத் திறவுகோல் யோகம். சரியையிலிருந்து கிரியைக்கு வந்த பின்னர் இப்போது யோகம் பயிற்றுவிப்பான். அப்போது உள் பயணம் ஏற்படும். பல நிகழ்வுகளைக் காண்பீர். பலதும் உணர்வீர். புதிராகவும் இருக்கும். புதியதாகவும் இருக்கும். இவ் உள் பயணத்தைத் தொடர்ந்து வந்தால் ஒவ்வொரு சக்கரமாகச் சென்று அடைந்து பின் இறுதியில் சஹஸ்ராரத்தில் தில்லை நடனத்தைக் காணலாம். எந்நேரமும் அங்கு ஆயிரம் தாழ் மலர் ஒன்று விரிந்து கொண்டே செல்லும். அருட்சோதி அங்கு வந்து உறையும். பின் அதன் பிரகாசம் உள் சென்று எப்படி குண்டலினி ஒவ்வொரு சக்கரமாக மேலே சென்றதோ, சென்று கழிவுகளை விளக்கி தூய்மை செய்ததோ, அதுபோல் அருட்சோதி கீழ்ச் சென்று ஒவ்வொரு சக்கரமும் பிரகாசிக்கச் செய்யும். ஜோதி தரிசனம் கிட்டும். உடல் ஜோதிப் பிழம்பாக திகழும். உடல் பிரகாசிக்கும். உடலில் இருந்து அதிர்வுகள் நீண்டு உங்களைச் சூழ்ந்து மற்றவர்களைத் தாக்கும். பலர் இதனை உணரக் கூடும். பக்குவம் அடைந்தவர்கள் புரிந்து கொண்டு பின் தொடர்வார்கள். அப்போது நீ ஜீவ முக்தன் ஆகிவிடுவாய். உனது ஜீவன் முக்தி அடைந்து விட்டது. பின் நீ வேறு அகத்தியன் வேறு அல்ல. நீயே நானாய், நானே நீயாய் திகழ்வோம்.
After the last one in September of 2019, followed by the lockdown and post pandemic period, and with the subsequent reemergence of the Nadi readers returning from India, throwing in a surprise reading on Maya and its play on 21.3.2024, Agathiyar addresses as follows in the latest Nadi, on 21.2.2026, that came again as a surprise and with some amount of urgency too.
"Through your daily worship of the Siddhas, we saw joy and bliss prevail daily in your home. It is a powerhouse. I have provided for my blessings and compassion to all who step within your home. Your home is a compassionate fortress (Kottam). We have sought refuge and come to stay in your fort. We are here to stay for good as joy and bliss prevail in your home. Your home is my home. It is Gurumuni's Peedham. All practices shall be made available here. Lord Siva, Parvathi, and Lord Muruga shall bless all. Mukti and Siddhi shall be in abundance. The hunger and thirst for Gnanam shall be relieved here. Lord Siva has come down here. We played our divine game, and Lila here. Many saw miracles and felt the bliss here. Seeing the many variants in worship makes us happy."
எங்களை தினமும் தொழுது தெளிவு தேற்றம் ஏகாந்த நிலை கண்ட மைந்தன் நீதான். மங்களங்கள் தன் இல்லில் நாளும் கண்டேன். மகத்துவ சக்தி கொண்ட இல்லம் அப்பா. இல்லமதில் என் ஆசி கருணை எல்லாம் ஏற்றமுடன் நீ காண வழி வகுத்தேன். இல்லமதில் எல்லை இல்லா அருளும் ஆசி ஏக்கமில்லா மாந்தர் வாழ கருணைக் கோட்டம். கோட்டத்தில் அடைக்கலம் புகுந்தோம் நாங்கள். ஆட்சியாய் வாசம் செய்வோம் உன் இல்லில் தான். ஆனந்தம் பேரானந்தம் உந்தன் இல்லம். உன் இல்லம் என் இல்லம். வினைப்போக்கும் குருமுனி பீடம். வித்தை எல்லாம் கற்றுவிக்கும் விருட்சம் அப்பா. அப்பனின் அன்னையின் ஆசி நிறைந்து ஆறுமுகன் கருணைப் பார்வை நிறைந்து மூப்பான நிலை அடைய வைக்கும் இல்லம். முக்திக்கும் சித்திக்கும் பஞ்சம் ஏது பஞ்சமில்லா ஞான வேட்கை தணியும் அப்பா. பரமசிவன் இரங்கி வந்து மகிழ்ந்த இல்லம். கொஞ்சி விளையாடியே மகிழ்ந்தோம் நாங்கள். அங்கு பல அற்புதங்கள் அதிசயங்கள் ஆனந்த நிலை அடைந்தார் சீடர் மாந்தர் பலர். ஓங்கியே சக்தி ஆசி ஓங்கி ஒளியும் ஓங்கி விதவிதமாய் போற்றி பூசை மகிழ்ச்சி.
If we sought refuge at their feet, here the Siddhas say otherwise. If we are always speaking about them. Agathiyar, coming earlier through a devotee, said that they too were always speaking about us. If Agathiyar used to stay for a brief moment, telling us that he had to either head for Kailash or Pothigai, he tells us now that he has come to stay in my home, which he calls a fort or Kottam, and his home too, calling it Gurumuni Peedham. We are truly blessed and indebted to our gurus.
The Tests
If the thrashings came, followed by the blessing, then came the tests. Asking me to build him a temple in 2002, and I dropped it after the idea was not taken up by existing temple committees. He then came into my home in 2010, as a bronze statue commissioned and made in Swamimalai to be placed at the Sri Raghavendra Swamigal Mritiga Brindavanam Kinta in Ipoh, but opted to stay put in my home until today. In having me send him over to another devotee's home in 2023, he taught me to let go of my hold on his statue. But he soon came back after several months, having tested me again.
When Lord Muruga wanted one too in 2018, and as I was not moving, Agathiyar later told me that he would do it and complete the temple for me. I was overjoyed to hear this and thanked him. After the said period of 18 months, when nothing happened, Lord Muruga revealed that they were testing me.
Agathiyar, in a past Nadi reading, wanted to gift me a Nadi for my use and to read out to others, but I refused it.
Coming through a devotee some time back, he asked everyone gathered what they wanted, and patiently awaited my answer too. I had nothing to ask. I was content and satisfied. Finally, I had to think of something. I asked that I take many more births and serve him as I do now. He immediately asked me if that was what I wanted, echoing the words, manner, and tone of Tavayogi. I knew then that that was not what one should ask. Speaking to Mahindren over the phone, on this, we agreed that we should ask Gnanam that Tavayogi was always reminding us to seek. Apparently, Agathiyar was listening to our conversation. The next time he came, he said that I had asked for Gnanam. He added that Gnanam was not gifted but had to be earned. He explained that our efforts in Yoga shall open the Muladhara, and awaken the Kundalini, which shall travel the Chakras and finally reach Sahasrara, where we shall come to know what Gnanam is.
On another similar occasion, I asked him to take us into his fold, to which Agathiyar, coming through a devotee, told all those who were gathered that this is what one should ask. Lately, asking if he should make me a Guru, and as I felt that I had refused all his wishes for far too long, I finally consented. Almost immediately, he told me, "No, he wasn't going to make me one." Instead, he shall make me a Siddha. He has taken me into his fold. I can now understand why he asked me to move back into the circle of Siddhas he had summoned back then, as seeing these powers summoned, I had backed off.
When a seeker wanting to start a Podcast on Jeganatha Swami began researching him, he was brought to my blog and Tavayogi. He came along, sharing his intention with me, inviting me to sit in on his show. Initially thinking that it would be a productive venture, I agreed, but I also remembered Agathiyar telling me that he would not "reveal me". True enough, Agathiyar had me turn it down later.
If Lord Muruga coming through the Jeeva Nadi narrated what was taking place, came through a devotee at the same time, to heal the excruciating back pain that had cripled me a second time back then in 2018, to my surprise Lord Muruga, coming through a devotee in 2024, asked that I see the Nadi, something that I had not revisited since the coming of the pandemic in 2019. In that reading on 21.3.2024, I came to know that Maya was at work. He comes to warn and caution me of the Divine Play or Lila that Lord Siva, together with Agathiyar, with Indra's assistance, has lined up and is waiting to take place. He came to make me aware of the game of Maya that was to unfold, and not get caught, not to fall for it, for it is during these moments that unable to distinguish between the truth and false, one is swayed and carried away easily, and spiced by all these sweet words that shall feed our Ego, he loses touch with reality and falls into disgrace. Coming through a devotee, days later, on 24.3.2024, Agathiyar asked if I had come to know of the play of Maya. Yes, I came to understand, recalling the gurus who had fallen into disgrace. While some went into oblivion, others kept their followers in their hold of Maya. If Lord Muruga came to warn me, Agathiyar came to clear the air, telling me that it was not easy to become a Siddha. It is all a play, he asserts again, telling me, though, that his coming was not Maya.
I guess this is what happened to me too, for Agathiyar tells me that we have known each other for crores of years. He remembers, but I forgot. I was lured and got preoccupied with many things and forgot what I came for. He came back for me after all these years. He stood by me patiently, hoping that someday I would turn my look towards him when he could show himself to me and make me recall all the good times we had together. The day has arrived, Dad. Thank you very much for coming back for me.
I am not an authority on the Siddhas. Neither am I their spokesperson nor spokesman. If my guru Tavayogi took to the stage to preach about the Siddhas and the path after researching about them and making contact with them, I took up writing only the experiences that I gained in this short period of time of some 24 years walking on the path. I felt that the lessons gained from these experiences needed to be shared with those like me some 24 years back, was yearning for information and searching to make contact with them. True enough, many have come by my home seeking Agathiyar and to know about him after having come across this blog, while many more were sent by Agathiyar. I guess my purpose in life is to leave the doors to my home open for seekers wanting to know about the Siddhas. Although much of the Siddhas and their teachings can be watched via the numerous videos online and read in the numerous books available in print and online, it is but always the experience of another.
I am glad that Tavayogi came by to bring me places at the prime of my age of 45. Agathiyar imprinted a lasting image in me. I'm glad that my search has stopped. I am glad that I have been freed of all responsibilities and commitments both for the family and him. I am glad that there is nothing left to be done for the family and him. I am prepared to leave at any moment. But he tells me that there is much he wants and has to do through me. I wonder what he has in mind and what he has in store for me? Is he waiting for someone to come by to assist me in doing something given that my age is now 67? Going through the Nadi readings and the many conversations with him, it seems that way.
Although initially I was moved to build a shrine for him after my very first Nadi reading in 2002, it was dropped when existing temple committees were not willing to part with even a small space in their temples to place Agathiyar's statue. Seeing my silence regarding his wish for a temple too, Lord Muruga sent Agathiyar to convince me in 2018. If Lord Muruga said that he would give me the land, the funds, and people to see it through, Agathiyar told me that he would do it. Later, in 2019 they revealed to me that my home was already their temple and that he had tested me.
When I refused the numerous gifts he wanted to shower on me, like the Nadi for my use and to read for others, and to make me a guru, Prapanjam began to deliver more and more goodies just as Ramalinga Adigal had mentioned.
Tavayogi, who showed me the rituals to bridge both our worlds, brought Agathiyar and the Siddhas into my humble home that took on the name Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM), Agathiyar Tapovanam, Gnana Kottam, and recently Karunai Kottam and Gurumuni Peedham. There is still talk about moving to a larger premise to accommodate the crowd that is to come I suppose, just as Tavayogi had to move too, this time from Lord Siva. Let us wait and see.
I had always stayed away from the worship of ancestral gods, or Kula Deivam, the lineage of souls who took care of the souls who came later, the village deities, or Yellai Deivam, who took care of the community and society living in a place, and the guardian angels, or Kaval Deivam, who stood guard over the individual soul, though I would head for the dining room to join the feast that always follows. I stayed away because of the manner in which these deities come on within devotees that frightened me off as a kid. Growing up as a kid, I used to watch many prayers conducted at small shrines in many individuals' homes where the deities come down and bless their devotees, oblige them by fulfilling their requests, and at other times, take the whip if they are angered. Though I had belief and respect in them, I always told them to let us be in our places and not cross paths. All these changed when I came to the Siddha path. My perspective of these deities has changed from one of fear to one of inclusiveness. Agathiyar brought them into my world and brought me to a new understanding. Agathiyar had me receive them in my home, telling me that they, too, were his creation. Soon these deities arrived and showed their presence during the many Puja we carry out for the Siddhas. Agathiyar often summoned them to attend to certain tasks that eased the pain and suffering of his devotees.
Read further at https://agathiyarvanam.blogspot.com/2018/10/the-meeting-of-two-worlds.html
As a bachelor, a colleague who played an important role in an estate temple, surprised me by saying that Lord Muruga does come too, through devotees, besides the Goddesses Mariamma and Kali. I told him to give me a tinkle if he does come, as he is said to be kind and gentle with his devotees. But I never had an opportunity back then. Beginning in 2018, though, when I had the acquaintance of veteran Nadi reader Taranibalan Aiya, Lord Muruga came in the Nadi readings. The highlight of these rare and far-apart readings was when Taranibalan Aiya told the host who accommodated him during his stay in Malaysia that if permitted, he would bring the Nadi and have it read at my home, the reason being I was in pain and immobilised for some time due to the internal transformations taking place, resulting in the activation of energies and vice versa. To say, Lord Muruga came, he saw, and he conquered, or rather brought instantaneous relief, and cured my back pain eventually. What surprised me was that if I had previously seen the deities often tagged as lesser deities parading through devotees, hearing the problems of their subjects till then, and I had also listened to Agathiyar and the other Siddhas patiently go through reading out the Nadi since 2002, giving me guidance, but that day both mediums worked in tally and came together in a marvelous way and manner. As Taranibalan Aiya read the Nadi, work was going on in me with Lord Muruga coming through a devotee. How does one explain all these?
This blog is about an individual's experiences and lessons learned from them. Nothing further. Nothing more. It does not showcase practices or methods. Neither does it preach or advise, although many have written or called to say that they have learned much, and to one reader, this blog is a lighthouse, she says. I am happy that they have benefited from my experiences. I certainly have. All the experiences that I have gained, though nothing much to shout about, have brought me to keep quiet and still, and most recently to just do what I came for. But it amuses me that I had to travel the distance to arrive at this state. When the call came to read my Nadi in 2002, Agathiyar called me to worship the Siddhas, which I did externally in the form of rituals, chanting of the names, and singing their praises. Seeing the transformation in my life, I sang the glory of Agathiyar and my gurus in physical form. The practices given and the blessings of my gurus skyrocketed my spiritual journey, which I am truly grateful for. If my sharing began with my maiden pilgrimage to India in 2003, wanting to share the journey, and later wanting to share the many miracles that came packaged with my gurus in physical form, when the internal transformations began to take place in 2022, a result of the Asana and Pranayama techniques shown to me by Tavayogi in 2007, Agathiyar asked that I share them too so that those keen to reach the state of Light will have an idea what was instore for them. I have learned a lot from this blog too, as Agathiyar came post-pandemic through devotees and continued guiding me step by step just as he did previously through the Nadi readings.
Many come to the Siddhas for a Nadi reading, hoping for a solution to their problems, miseries, illnesses, and sufferings after having been through the flight path that everyone else has taken and seeing no results, delays, hiccups, or obstacles. This affair with the Siddhas is basically touch-and-go and a one-time affair, or one-night stand. Then there are others who become convinced that the Siddhas are here to help and take up reading about them and worshipping them. Those who stayed long enough to see transformations in their lives begin to take the lead now and bring and show the Siddhas to others. If William Shakespeare wrote the play Hamlet, where Hamlet asked the question "To be, or not to be, that is the question", we too, in knowing Agathiyar, need to ask the same. I guess I am in this category now, for after knowing him, he told me to even let him go. But how could I, I exclaimed. Then he asks me, "How else can we be One?" Instead of dressing up like him, speaking on his doctrines, and preaching his path, he now wants us to become him, become the Yegan or the One or Sivam. Just as Tavayogi asks us to come out of Bakti or devotion to Gnanam or the realization that we are One, he brings us to the teachings of Adi Sankara. He brings us out of Dvaita into Advaita.
But if someone were to ask me, "Who is Agathiyar?", believing, thinking, or assuming that I know, since I have been on this path for some 24 years now, to tell you the truth, I do not know that man (or is he a lady?) or something else.
Agathiyarcame in 2001, as the Vasudeva Mantra, in a mysterious way and manner to me, who had taken a break of some 14 years from visiting temples, praying at home, and reading, after Lord Siva came in a dream in 1988 and had me put it all off to another date.
Agathiyar came as the written word in the Nadi readings that I went for. From 2002 to 2019, he was the Word that came through these Nadi readings. From 2020 till now, he continues to come as the Word coming through his devotees. He came even last evening to check on my family and their health concerns.
After addressing my past Karma through the Nadi, he called me to the worship of the Siddhas. To start me off on the worship of the Siddhas, Nadi reader Sentilkumar conducted a Siddha Puja called Nadiku Dhanam, stipulated by Agathiyar as an appreciation to the Siddhas for recording and documenting my life's story, past, present, and future in the palm leaves. I was given a booklet of the names of the Siddhas from Sentil and a painting of Agathiyar that I received from Sivabalan, who brought the reader in from India. Agathiyar now had a Form and Name.
Knocking on the doors of numerous centers, movements, and societies associated with Agathiyar, I only faced disappointment as no one could appease my hunger to know more about the Siddhas and their worship. Speaking to Dr. Krishnan, astrologer, Siddha physician, and friend, about my dispointment he gave me a Yantra on a copper foil that he prepared, and surprisingly, passed me Agathiyar's Mantra over the phone as I sat in Puja at my home in 2003. Agathiyar was the Yantra and Mantra.
Agathiyar came through my Gurus in physical form, first in 2003, as Supramania Swami of Tiruvannamalai, who showed me how a disciple should conduct himself in the presence of his guru, and as Tavayogi Thangarasan Adigal of Kallar Ashram later in 2005, who guided me on the Siddha path. While Supramania Swami initiated me into the Siva Mantra, Tavayogi officially gave my wife, me, and others the Agathiyar Mantra to recite in 2005. Agathiyar was both the Guru and the Mantra.
Days later, Agathiyar officially accepted me into the fold, having me get another initiation from Tavayogi the same night he came in the Nadi reading. Tavayogi just touched my shoulders, giving me Parisa Teechai and sending me off. Agathiyar came as the Touch.
If he came as a Light to Tavayogi Thangarasan Adigal previously in 2004 in the jungles of the Kallar hills, where Tavayogi later installed a granite statue of him to be worshipped, the night I stepped into his Kallar Ashram, Agathiyar came again as the Light to Tavayogi, asking what he was going to give me. He was the Light.
Taking me into the jungles, Tavayogi pointed me to the gentle breeze that was blowing, the aroma of wild flowers and sandalwood in the air, telling me that the Siddhas were ushering us. He came as the Breeze and Aroma.He was the Nature or Prapanjam around us.
After showing me his presence in nature, he then showed himself in a granite statue of himself at Agasthiyampalli, where he opened his left eye to see Tavayogi and me. Later, he showed the same at Papanasam, where he opened both his eyes in his granite statue before Tavayogi, my brother, and me. He was the Rock.
Reciting the Pranava Mantra in his chambers, he came as the Sound and the Vibration that resonated, bouncing off the granite walls.
Just before leaving his ashram and him, Tavayogi gave me a Vaasi Mantra telling me that Agathiyar was Vaasi, or the Breath.
Coming into my family home in 2010 as a bronze statue or as a Uru or Form, an exact replica of his granite statue at Agasthiyampalli, he has me give the piece of metal Life and Breath (Uyir). He was Uru and Uyir, Form and Breath.
Coming down the steps of the Nattadreswar temple in Erode with my family in 2013, Tavayogi turned to me, saying that Agathiyar and Siva were One. He was Siva.
In 2013, he opened both his eyes in his bronze statue just as he did at Agasthiyampalli and Papanasam in 2005, to see us. He was the Metal.
In 2016, just before our entourage from Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM) left for the Kumbha Abhisegam or inauguration of Tavayogi's new Ashram, the deity Karupanasamy, coming through a devotee at a temple, blessed us, saying that we shall meet Agathiyar and that we should be aware of his presence. True to what he said, we saw Agathiyar at the very first temple we stepped into upon our arrival. It was in Sri Rangam, but what came as a surprise was that Agathiyar came as an elderly woman wrapped in a saree that had all the hues and colors of a peacock. We saw him again at Palamutircholai and at the Nattradeshwar temple, again as a woman dressed in the same colors. Returning home, Karupanasamy candidly asked us, "What did you think Agathiyar was a male? He is a female!" This took me back to the day we held the groundbreaking ceremony for the new yet-to-be-built Sri Raghavendra Mritiga Brindavanam Kinta in Ipoh in 2013. A lady dressed the same walked into the grounds and right up to me when everyone else was leaving the grounds, telling me that she wanted to donate towards the cost of a brick to build the temple. She circumambulated the spot where the ritual was done and left, accepting the parcel of food that I had packed for her. Was this Agathiyar too? Is Agathiyar a Woman, too?
When a couple questioned Agathiyar about his true form, having heard so many stories, he asked what they felt in conducting Puja and Charity. They replied that they had an Unarvu or Feeling. That is me, he replied, saying that he was the Joy, Happiness, and Bliss, and Fulfilment and Contentment that they felt during these moments. He was the Unarvu or Feelings we have.
In testing me to gauge if I had dropped my attachment, Agathiyar asked me to send him away to another devotee's home, which I readily followed and did. In his place, he brought down the Prapanjam, telling us that she was him too. He was now the Space in my tiny, humble home AVM.
If I had only come to know him in the past 24 years, he tells me that he has known me for crores of years. He remembers me, but I forgot him. He is beyond Time.
If all the above revelations came by in astounding ways as I walked the path with my gurus, Tavayogi shared the many findings he came across on Agathiyar during his days of search, research, and learning. The learned historians, academicians, archeologist say that he had lived and walked the face of the earth in the past, placing him in numerous Time Eras and mentioning numerous Agathiyar. The Puranas, the Siddha texts, myths, and legends, gurus and masters mention his feats, and Siddhis performed, pointing out his abodes and trails. So, tell me, can we possibly contain Agathiyar in any form, image, name, space, or time?
Agathiyar, who was and is the Light, came as the Little Soul or Atma in us, the JeevAtma, to supervise the making of yet another being. Coming as the breath, he saw to the conception and making of the Zygote, forming into the Embryo, becoming a Fetus, and a Child. He then stepped back and began to watch the Lila or game that he had put into motion, and that was to unfold. At the end of the battle for life and the battle of life, when we surrendered, admitting that it is all his play and doing, he shows himself first as the Guru in physical form, the many Upagurus, the Way, the Path, the Tools, the Practices, the Method, the Journey, the Experiences, and the Lessons gained or learned. Finally, coming as the Guru Within, he shows himself as One with us, Yegan.
