The Sacred Crossing — Virajā
“There comes a moment when the soul no longer leaves the world… the world leaves the soul.”
Yesterday, I stood before the mysterious Virajā.
The Divine Companions gently asked me to rest beneath the shade of the celestial Kalpaka Vṛkṣa.
Its cool shade did not merely comfort my body.
It quietened memories gathered over countless births.
For the first time…
there was nothing left to achieve.
Nothing left to fear.
Nothing left to become.
Only one final step remained…..
Today……..
I stand at the edge of the Eternal River.
Words fail me.
Its waters are unlike anything I had ever imagined.
They possess neither the force of earthly rivers nor the stillness of a lake.
They seem to flow with the compassion of the Lord Himself.
Every wave appears to whisper,
“Come home.”
I looked behind me.
Far beyond imagination…
lay the countless universes through which I had travelled.
The world where I laughed…
where I wept…
where I searched…
where I forgot Him…
and finally…
where He lovingly found me.
How many births had passed?
Only He knows……
How many mothers had carried me?
How many fathers had guided me?
How many friends…
how many sorrows…
how many victories…
all now dissolved into a single truth.
Every step had been His arrangement.
One of the Divine Companions looked upon me with immeasurable kindness.
Without speaking,
he seemed to say,…
“Leave everything here.”
Not possessions.
Not memories.
Not even virtues.
Leave behind every trace of belonging to Prakṛti.
Slowly………….
I entered the sacred waters.
There was no sensation of cold.
No current.
No weight.
Only an indescribable freedom.
The burden I had unknowingly carried through beginning less time simply disappeared…….
It did not fall away violently.
It melted….
Like mist before the rising sun.
The stains of karma……
the fragrance of ego……..
the dust of countless births…
all vanished without leaving even a shadow.
I did not become someone new.
I became who I had always belonged to be.
A servant. His servant. Eternal servant Dependent servant …….Joyfully His.
Always……. forever …. forever
Then…
an astonishing radiance surrounded me.
It was not light falling upon me.
It seemed to arise from within.
Not the brightness of fire.
Not the brilliance of the sun.
It was the quiet splendour of a soul no longer covered by ignorance.
No words can describe that moment.
I could neither laugh nor weep.
I simply stood………..
overflowing with gratitude.
Beyond the Virajā…
I sensed another world.
No decay.
No fear.
No separation.
Only eternal service.
The Divine Companions smiled.
Their eyes reflected a joy greater than my own.
As though they had witnessed this sacred homecoming countless times…
yet celebrated each soul as though it were the first.
One of them gently stretched forth his hand.
Without hesitation…I followed…..
Standing in sacred rivers upon Earth…
I often prayed,
“May these waters purify me.”
Today……
I understand………
Every earthly tīrtha was only preparing my heart for this final, eternal crossing.
“Virajā does not change the soul. It removes everything that never truly belonged to it.”
“Beyond this river, nothing remains except the Lord… and the soul that has always been His.”…..
Realisation opens up ….
How much of our life is spent holding on…
to names… positions… possessions…
even our own achievements.
Yet before entering the Lord’s eternal abode, none of these can accompany us.
Only surrender crosses the Virajā.
Tomorrow….
The sacred river now flows behind me.
A wondrous transformation has taken place.
Radiant beings…bearing the very beauty of the Lord… are approaching.
Who are these Divine Welcomers whose faces shine with eternal compassion?
Srimathey Ramanujaya namah 🙏
Adiyen Ramanuja dasan
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