On the way back from Virupaksha Cave, the cubs were skipping along happily.
Arunacub asked Mum Lioness: Do you think the bird will fly ?
Mum Lioness looked at Tiru and asked him why he had been so insistent on going to the cave?
He told Mum Lioness that in the morning when they were scampering outside, they had seen this bird on a tree. Arunacub heard its call and was convinced it was crying for help. "We all prayed to Bhagavan to save it!"
But then why did you not tell me when you came back. The cubs were silent.
Then Tirucub said, "We forgot about it!"
Arunacub said, "We had prayed to Bhagavan, and then surrendered the bird to him. So we forgot!"
"Actually Spotty told me not to tell you.", said Om cub.
Mum Lioness looked back at Spotty who quickly hid behind Omcub.
"Spotty said that Mum Lioness would feel sad for the bird, so don't tell her. And we didn't want you feeling sad or hurt.", said little Om in Spotty's defence.
The next morning they were on their way to Virupaksha cave to check on the bird. On the way they saw an injured crow on the way. It was trying to fly. Om cub noticed that one wing was injured.
"Bhagavan, now what will you do about this crow?" asked one cub.
They again prayed to Bhagavan to save the crow. The cubs were not clear what they should do.
Picking it up may frighten it. When Om cub approached it, it immediately jumped and tried to fly a few feet away. So they decided to let it be.
"Take it into your arms, O Bhagavan", they all prayed. Little Spotty blew some kisses to the crow asking it to think of the Lord.
And then a few minutes later the crow moved, it lifted both its wings and flew to a nearby tree. The cubs felt a little better and moved on.
When they were nearing the cave, Tiru cub cried out, "Look, the bird!!"
The bird (injured yesterday) was hopping about near Bhagavan Ramana, flapping its wings. The cubs quickened their pace.
The attendants were smiling, everyone present was happy that the bird's wing was healing, something that seemed unlikely the previous day.
Then Bhagavan pointed to the window. The cubs looked there. The attendant told them that this crow has just reached here with an injured wing. Somehow it knew that this was the place to come! It came here and almost fell at Bhagavan's feet as though it had reached its sanctuary. Bhagavan picked it up like a mother would pick its newborn child. He then put some ointment on its wing and bandaged it with a little cloth.
The cubs could see the love and fatherly affection pouring out of Bhagavan's eyes. Each living creature was His own child. The crow looked up, into Bhagavan's eyes. The look was unmistakable -- how one looks into the eyes of one's savior. Om cub said it was a look of complete surrender. Arunacub nudged Tiru and said, "See, the crow has reached Bhagavan's embrace!"
As they got up to leave, Bhagavan fixed his gaze on the cubs. Again the cubs understood the look. The eyes clearly said:
Don't imagine, for a moment, I am not fully present with you, all the time.
Showing posts with label Ramana Maharshi's compassion. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
A Very Remarkable Feat
One day Bhagavan was out for a walk with Mudaliar Swami, behind Skandasramam.

The cubses were trying to follow at a respectful distance in case Mudaliar Swami wanted to be alone with Bhagavan, but Bhagavan's tail was so swooshy and chasey and beautiful they kept getting much too close.

"Omcub, don't ackshally pounce on his tail!" whispered Arunacub.
"I'm trying not to, but how can I help it?" said Omcub. "His tail is zwooshy and zwishy!"
Bhagavan was pretending he had no idea there were three lion cubs and one leopard cub following him.
Just then Bhagavan and Mudaliar Swami came upon a pitiful sight. A young shepherdess was up above them, weeping sadly.

When Bhagavan asked her the cause of her sorrow, she explained that her sheep had fallen down into a deep cleft in the rock. Down in the dark cleft, the little sheep was crying just as hard as the shepherdess. It was dark and scary down there, and the sheep had no way of scrambling up the sheer rock. Nor did the shepherdess have any way of retrieving the sheep.

Bhagavan sprang up to the top of the rock, then descended into the fifteen foot deep cleft. The sides were so steep it hardly seemed possible, but he was soon back up with the little sheep on his shoulders.

He set the little sheep down gently beside the shepherdess, who thanked him profusely.

The cubses scrambled up to peek down into the cleft.

"How on earth did Bhagavan manage that?" they said in awe.
"A very remarkable feat!" said Mudaliar Swami.
The cubses were trying to follow at a respectful distance in case Mudaliar Swami wanted to be alone with Bhagavan, but Bhagavan's tail was so swooshy and chasey and beautiful they kept getting much too close.
"Omcub, don't ackshally pounce on his tail!" whispered Arunacub.
"I'm trying not to, but how can I help it?" said Omcub. "His tail is zwooshy and zwishy!"
Bhagavan was pretending he had no idea there were three lion cubs and one leopard cub following him.
Just then Bhagavan and Mudaliar Swami came upon a pitiful sight. A young shepherdess was up above them, weeping sadly.
When Bhagavan asked her the cause of her sorrow, she explained that her sheep had fallen down into a deep cleft in the rock. Down in the dark cleft, the little sheep was crying just as hard as the shepherdess. It was dark and scary down there, and the sheep had no way of scrambling up the sheer rock. Nor did the shepherdess have any way of retrieving the sheep.
Bhagavan sprang up to the top of the rock, then descended into the fifteen foot deep cleft. The sides were so steep it hardly seemed possible, but he was soon back up with the little sheep on his shoulders.
He set the little sheep down gently beside the shepherdess, who thanked him profusely.
The cubses scrambled up to peek down into the cleft.
"How on earth did Bhagavan manage that?" they said in awe.
"A very remarkable feat!" said Mudaliar Swami.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Bhagavan and the little wild boar
The cubses and Spotty were playing near Bhagavan when they thought it would be fun to be elephants.

"Om Om Om, let us be elefinks!" they said together. This time, it worked at once, for all of them.

After a while Bhagavan's attendent hinted with his eyes (not letting Bhagavan see) that it was time for Bhagavan to have a little rest, so they wandered off in search of adventure. In a clearing they came upon a number of other elephants who welcomed them. Ganesha was there too.

On their way home they heard a sad little cry coming from a ferny area. They investigated and found a little wild boar, badly hurt, lying on his side, unable to get up.

Just as they were trying to figure out how to get the little boar to Bhagavan, one of the big elephants they had met up with earlier came along and offered to carry the baby to Bhagavan. The big elephant bent low and the elephant-changers nestled the baby boar between his ears. The big elephant held his ears high so the baby could not roll off.

They set the baby on some soft straw at Bhagavan's Feet.

Immediately the little boar stopped crying. There was a little silence. Then they heard the wild baby boar ask in an amazed voice, "Am I in Heaven?"
"Yes," said Arunacub. "This is the Heaven of Bhagavan's Feet."
Soon the little boar was up on his feet again. All traces of his wound were gone. He squealed with happiness and his little sisters heard him and rushed to greet him.

"Come and meet the Lord," said the baby boar, delighted his sisters had shown up for the happiest time of his life.
"Om Om Om, let us be elefinks!" they said together. This time, it worked at once, for all of them.
After a while Bhagavan's attendent hinted with his eyes (not letting Bhagavan see) that it was time for Bhagavan to have a little rest, so they wandered off in search of adventure. In a clearing they came upon a number of other elephants who welcomed them. Ganesha was there too.
On their way home they heard a sad little cry coming from a ferny area. They investigated and found a little wild boar, badly hurt, lying on his side, unable to get up.
Just as they were trying to figure out how to get the little boar to Bhagavan, one of the big elephants they had met up with earlier came along and offered to carry the baby to Bhagavan. The big elephant bent low and the elephant-changers nestled the baby boar between his ears. The big elephant held his ears high so the baby could not roll off.
They set the baby on some soft straw at Bhagavan's Feet.
Immediately the little boar stopped crying. There was a little silence. Then they heard the wild baby boar ask in an amazed voice, "Am I in Heaven?"
"Yes," said Arunacub. "This is the Heaven of Bhagavan's Feet."
Soon the little boar was up on his feet again. All traces of his wound were gone. He squealed with happiness and his little sisters heard him and rushed to greet him.
"Come and meet the Lord," said the baby boar, delighted his sisters had shown up for the happiest time of his life.
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