ASOM origin of mantra 1 (Joined by Happy Scribe)

This is a book for believers and those interested in the power of Sanskrit hymns. Ved Vyasa, the first practitioner of Kundalini, was a great poet in the Hindu religion. The book explores the ancient knowledge of mantra yoga and the concept of multiple Earth-like planets with different life forms. Devi and Shiva lived in a perfect world of harmony and beauty. Shiva leaves for solitude, and Devi expresses her desire to understand suffering. Shiva takes her on a journey where she witnesses the sorrows and emotions of different life forms. Shiva reveals that Devi will be born in a creation made up of five elements to experience suffering. They return to Kailasha, and Shiva prepares for his first act of annihilation. Devi feels anxiety and unknown feelings in her heart. This is a book for believers and for those who wish to benefit from the power of the mystical hymns and syllables written in the most ancient language of our world, Sanskrit. Every word in Sanskrit can be sung and assigned to a rhythm. Every Vedic scripture is in fact a poem. And Ved Vyasa, first practitioner of Kundalini on Earth, the great sage who compiled many texts including the division of the four primary Vedas, was called the greatest poet of Sanatana Dharma, commonly known as the Hindu religion. You just have to read some scriptures of the Sanatana Dharma to get a glimpse of how ancient and advanced this knowledge is. I reiterate, if you don't believe in Vedic scriptures and similar other exegetical texts, you will not benefit from this book. A sadhaka, aspirant on the path of mantra yoga cannot succeed without reverence and devotion. This has been my unfailing experience. Real devotion makes you humble, melts you, transforms you. If you have longed to be one with God by chanting the holy names, or if you have wondered about the ancient science of mantras but couldn't find a guru to guide you, you have the right book in your hands. By the time you finish reading this book, you'll know all there is to know about mantra yoga. Certainly enough to get you started. It might seem far-fetched and may even challenge human intelligence, but there are indeed more than 2 billion Earth-like planets with life forms in our universe. Many Earths have existed and perished before our planet even came into existence a few billion years ago, and many will be razed to dust in times to come. Shiva had just returned to Devi from his abode, Kailasha, after an intense meditation and solitude lasting 80,000 human years. The Mahayogi had never taken anyone to Kailasha at the time, not even Devi. Even the tiniest interference in his meditation could send ripples in the cosmic consciousness, causing chaos in the entire creation. 2 billion light-years away from Shiva's Kailasha, and 300 trillion years ago, on a beautiful planet abound with tall trees, dense forests inhabited by two, four, and eight-legged creatures. There lived Devi, empress, with her eternal consort, Shiva. All life forms lived in perfect harmony, for their brains were wired differently. The gravitational force of the planet was less than one-tenth of our current one. As a result, feelings of happiness lasted ten times longer. Less food gave them sufficient nutrition and satisfaction. The concept of money did not exist. There was no trade nor bargain. There was no need for all that, as they could manifest whatever they so desired. Seasons came and went on time. Light was the primary vehicle of travel. The element of fire did not exist back then. There was heat from their sun, there was light, but no fire to disrupt the inner or outer harmony. Chintamani Griha, palace of Devi, was unlike anything else in the whole of creation. A glimpse of glory of the empress. Magnificent arched roofs carved most exquisitely rested on pillars that ran a few hundred feet high. Those pillars, studded with rare jewels, gems, and stones, would reflect light from the sun to light up the entire palace. Toward sunset, which occurred once every 72 hours, the light would dim automatically. Some gems would retain light and some heat, which was exuded softly throughout the night, which also lasted 72 hours. The mellifluous sounds of Devi's anklets, tinkling of her bangles, could be heard at her slightest movement. Duality of light and dark, sound and silence, hot and cold, added to the color of life and its beauty. Such duality was external phenomena, though. In the minds of its inhabitants, there was no notion of sadness, jealousy, possessiveness, or envy. Even for Shiva, it was a welcome change from the austere environment of Kailasha, where he would be tired from intense meditation. Here, Nitya's, companion energies of the Devi, paired the finest food, fragrant and divine, well transcending the six tastes known to humans today. Gandharva sang most beautiful ragas and played instruments imperceptible in today's world. One of Shiva's favorite was a large drum the size of a big lake. One beat at the edge of that drum would produce drone, bass ripple, for the next eight hours. The day at Shiva's arrival, there was much joy, excitement and bliss in the air. Devi washed Shiva's feet, Nitya's bathed him, the Yoginis anointed him with the rarest unguents. Yakshinas prepared the fragrant pool of water where Shiva sported, and Devi pressed his tired limbs. Nothing about Shiva's smile, his shapely yogic body, and his intoxicating voice, gave away the austerities he had practiced in the last 80,000 years. One million years passed in great bliss at Chintamani Griha. I must leave for Kailasha, Shiva said to Devi one night, soon after an evening of bliss and union, of celestial music and festivity. The long drapes of their palatial room were swaying with the gentle breeze. Various stones and pillars were emitting soft light in different colors. Why, Lord, she murmured, your creation is so beautiful. Everything is perfect. Forgive me for asking, but why do you go to Kailasha? Shiva laughed at Devi's innocence. To carry out my task of transformation which some call destruction, I go to Kailasha to sit in one-pointed concentration. This is not the only planet in the creation, Badri. Took her outside and said, pointing to the dazzling vast universe. See all those stars, some of those planets have life forms just like ours, and on many of them people don't have an empress like you. They are not graced with my physical energy for so long. Some have a different composition, and their elements are different, giving birth to various kinds of life forms. As a result, there's more grief and suffering on those planets. I understand grief, Devi said. I experience it every time you leave for your solitude. But, what is suffering? When due to ignorance you can't get over your grief, your sorrow, Shiva said. It is suffering. Devi struggled to understand the concept of suffering. She was Sumandali in Sukukari, an embodiment of auspiciousness and happiness. Above all, she was Nityayovana, eternally youthful, well-endowed, the splendid empress who lived in perfect harmony and had no insecurities. No doubt, her heart would sink every time Shiva left for Kailasha, but it would last less than a fraction of a moment in that flawless creation. She could feel Shiva still always a part of her. Can I see suffering? Devi asked innocently. Suffering can only be experienced. You can see people who are sad, unhappy, but you may not experience suffering, for suffering is individual karma. What is sadness and unhappiness, Nath? I want to see those too. The wind stopped blowing. The twinkling stones turned gray and stopped emitting light. Shiva lamented, losing his equanimity for a moment. What have you just said? In my presence, you expressed a desire that is going to have eternal repercussions. Shiva looked at a far-off point in the universe. He was suddenly withdrawn and introspective. Unaware of the feelings of fear or grief, Devi did not understand what the Mahayogi meant. But Shiva knew what was coming ahead and that the creation had to enter into the second stage, a stage where Devi in the form of energy or movement would play an integral role in creation, sustenance and destruction. The Mahayogi agreed to take Devi on an excursion where she could see other life forms ailing from various emotions and afflictions, so she could see suffering. Holding her delicate pink hand in his slender and fair one, Shiva took her across many universes. In a journey that lasted 10,000 human years, Devi saw people quarreling, fighting, diseased, dying, stressed, killing themselves and others, crying and wailing. She saw the whole gamut of sorrows, emotions, their karma, but she still didn't understand why they were at unrest or what suffering was. You'll have to be a part of their world, that creation, Devi, Shiva reasoned, to understand their plight. I'm ready to do anything, Mahadev, she said, or I wish to know why you have to spend time in solitude where there's no one to take care of you. You will be my witness at the time of my first act of complete annihilation and subsequently be born to Daksha Prajapati in a creation that will be made up of five elements to experience suffering, separation and sadness, Shiva declared. Devi, still unbeknownst to the feeling of sadness or anxiety, didn't know what it meant. What she did know, though, was that Shiva never spoke carelessly and that in due course, it would all unfold. For the first time, 311 trillion years ago to be precise, he took his consort to Kailasha. 28 times more he would take her there. This was the first time ever. Shiva plunged in deep dhyana on Kailasha while Devi watched him patiently with contentment. She had not known the feelings of lack, discontent or aggression. She did not miss the comforts of Chintamani Griha. The snowy mountains or the icy cave meant nothing. Like the blowing wind is not careworn about its destination, like rain that falls cares not where it lands, Devi just existed in the present moment. Moment by moment, 600,000 years passed at the end of which Shiva rose from his seat. The time has come. Faran'an, he spoke somberly. Devi saw a slight but momentary smile on Shiva's pink-lipped. In his all-knowing long eyes she saw a blinding flash and then utter darkness before they returned to being normal. His forehead showed a hue of soft red. The sun dimmed as if shrunk and in the middle of the day it became twilight. For the first time she experienced an unknown feeling in her heart. She could not express it but it was anxiety, sort of paranoia. Of what she knew not at this stage. I can't explain, Nath, she said, but I'm feeling something I've never felt before. Without answering, Shiva held her in his yogi's arms. Billions of new planets were birthed in that moment of embrace. Devi's anxiety didn't die down though. You are about to see what no one has ever seen before, O Devi, he spoke solemnly. And you'll be the only one to see it every time, once every 11 trillion years that I do this. Till now, you've been my own creation. Now you'll merge in me, bound by dharma, henceforth. You'll be born separately and will have to win me back every time. Some elements will re-manifest and some new will form in the new creation. I'll create the element of fire. You'll need it to end your life in a future incarnation. Many worlds will need it for sustenance. Devi felt a churning in her stomach. She broke out in sweat. Her heart raced. She had never experienced or known any of these emotions ever before. What is happening, Lord? She asked with trembling lips. It was fear she felt. But she knew not what it was. Shiva, the detached yogi, separated her from the embrace and touched Devi on her radiant forehead, granting her divine vision to behold his real form. The Mahakala undid his damaru tied to the trident. In two giant strides, he stood far away from Devi, 15 light-years away. Devi felt as if Shiva was still close. Dimi-dimi-dum-dum-tadik-dimi-dimi-tadik-dum-dum, he began playing his damaru at a slow tempo. With every strike, at a great distance, Devi would hear sounds of rumbling, roaring, and loud explosions. These were not the gurgling skies, thunders, or lightning, she knew. These explosions were crumbling planets like one kicks at a sandcastle. Before any of the life-forms could take shelter, planets were shrinking and disappearing like bursting balloons. Shiva's body began to expand beyond proportions anyone could fathom. Countless planets went right into his growing form as he continued to grow. He became the universal body. Trillions of planets settled on his body like pollen in a valley of flowers. Devi trembled. She had no knowledge that her tapasvin Shiva was not just Maharada's the greatest seed, the universe itself. The damaru was playing at a faster pace now. Many planets with all their life-forms, oceans, rivers, and trees were being sucked right into him. He saw her own planet along with her palace, Nityas, Yoginis, and Yakshinis merging into Shiva. One million human years passed, and there was no end to Shiva's vistara, expansion, or his samhara, dissolution. Raising his right hand up in the air, vigorously playing damaru, he lifted his left leg. Shiva, the Nataraj, was performing his cosmic dance, mahatandava. Devi found herself being pulled towards Shiva's gigantic form. She was no more than the size of a grain of sand in front of the Mount Everest. Before she knew it, she merged right into Shiva. From Shiva's body, she saw the dissolution of the entire universe that went on for four million years more. Shiva stayed in his form of Nataraja, the sovereign dancer, the universal body for ages. Over the next few million human years, countless planets released from his body like arrows from a bow, transformed new planets. Creation was taking place again. All this while, Devi lived in Shiva bearing witness to what all had transpired. Maheshwara Mahakalpa, Mahatandava Sakshini Devi, Shiva's own feminine and kinetic aspect, was the only witness of Mahatandava. For, sound is kinetic energy. Sound cannot be static. Vigorous play of damaru created many sounds that lay scattered in the universe for eons. Seventy million different sounds manifested that covered the entire spectrum of all mantras to be ever created. At the end of the first cycle of dissolution, the new creation took 16 billion years before the first life form appeared. The end of nearly 11 trillion years from Shiva's Mahatandava, Earth was created in the universe. This was when Devi was born to Daksha Prajapati and Queen Prasuti, and married Shiva. She remembered what all she had been through and how long she had waited. Born from the union of Daksha and Prasuti, made up of the five elements of earth, water, fire, air and ether, Devi was now well aware of suffering, sadness, sorrow and all the other emotions. O Virupaksha, the ruler of all energies, Devi humbly addressed Shiva, recalling the time when all she knew was bliss in her abode. When I lived in Chintamani Griha, I did not know jealousy, envy or any of the negative emotions. I did not know what was suffering. Now I do, and it is very painful. Shiva kept his yogic gaze fixed and lowered it a bit more to indicate that Devi could continue talking, gentle smile on his chiseled face as if carved by the perfect sculptor. I have you, to continue it, I see you and I only feel bliss. But, what about the rest of the creation? I saw infinite planets shooting out of you, and billions of such planets have life forms. Why do they have to go through suffering? The various elements are in play gore. The Mahayogi spoke like rain clouds gathering in the sky. There's no suffering, only ignorant. What people call suffering is merely their perspective born out of ignorance. It may well be enough, but it's extremely painful. It makes everything feel worthless, causes fear and anxiety. People don't know they are ignorant. What can they do? They must remain connected to the source, the universal energy, Shiva replied. For the source has all the wisdom anyone ever seeks. And, how can they do that? The easiest would be to pick any sound my Damaru created. Everything in its current form originated from those sounds. But no one heard it other than me, Devi contended. I was too spellbound watching the cosmic dance of dissolution, and there's no way I can ever recall all the sounds your Damaru made. 1. A. I. U. 1. 2. Re. Re. K. 3. 4. I. O. C. 5. Ha. Ya. Vara. 6. Lan. 7. Nya. Ma. An. An. A. M. 8. Ja. Ban. 9. Ga. Ta. Dash. 10. Ja. Ba. Ga. Da. Dash. 11. Ka. Fa. Cha. Ta. Ka. Ta. Ti. 12. Ka. Pa. I. 13. Sha. Sha. Sa. R. 14. Ha. L. These 57 letters came to be known as Maheshvara Sutra and formed the basis of the most ancient spoken language in the world, Sanskrit. Each letter belonged to one of the five elements, earth, water, fire, wind or space. On the path of mantra yoga, when an aspirant selects a mantra for Siddhi, ideally, he should consider matching the element of the mantra with his own. This is called Kula Akula Vichar and is covered in the chapter, Selecting the Right Mantra. The importance of the sounds emanating from Shiva's Damaru was not limited to the creation of the first language, but a lot more. The 14 categories gave birth to 14 essential tapas, elements, in the whole of creation. They were the five core elements of Prithvi, earth, Jala, water, Tej, Vayu, air and Akash, ether. Three modes of material nature, Sattva, goodness, Rajas, passion and Tamas, ignorance. Kshatusha Antahkaran, four aspects of mind of Manas, mind, buddhi, intellect. Siddha, fluctuations of mind consciousness and Ahamkara, ego. Masculine energy, Shiva and feminine energy, Shakti. There are 28 spokes around Shiva's cosmic form of Nataraj, the dancer. Shiva was given the epithet of Nataraja when he did the Tandava. These 28 spokes represent the continuous cycle of creation and destruction in the form of the lunar calendar. The 14 categories of Maheshvara Sutra represent the 14 dates of the lunar calendar. The 15th date being Shiva himself, new moon or full moon, and the 16th or Shodashi became the Devi at the cusp of each Paksha, moon phase. Together, these 28 dates created one of the most important aspects of human existence, a woman's menstrual cycle. All existence is simply an arrangement of silence and sound, or simply sound at different frequencies. Silence too is a type of sound. Science believes that there are two types of energies, potential and kinetic. Mantra science says the same thing but takes it a step further. In mantra yoga, while kinetic energy is an aspect of potential energy, the movement in energy causes sound. When this sonic aspect of energy is harnessed or channelized, it becomes the creative energy. This potent creative energy can be used to aid creation, destruction or sustenance of your world, dreams, goals and desires. Mantra yoga is about going to the source of all sounds, the first voice, the originator. So you may connect with the universe at a different level altogether, a level beyond comprehension to an average mind. Vedas have called it Nada Brahman or Shabda Brahman, the highest, eternal and only true reality of sound. I present it to you in its entirety based on my years and years of devoted practice.