Gayathri at the Indian Telecom

At an ashram in Andhra Pradesh, India, I rushed to the telecom office to make a call to the outside world.  Useless to rush in rural India because everything rolls on at an ox-cart pace and it’s hard to run in leather sandals over the dusty road anyway.  I arrived at the tiny office across from the temple of the five-headed goddess, Gayathri and found a long line of people sitting in three rows of orange plastic molded seats.  I took the last chair at the end of the line. 

 

About eight of the twelve glass and wood phone booths still worked and English, Punjabi and Telegu could be heard indistinctly from booths.  When a new one opened up, the sari-clad woman at the head of the line moved out of her seat and the woman behind her moved into what had been her chair.  The whole line of people advanced in a ripple, like an ocean wave.  Every few minutes each person, down the four rows of chairs – two against the wall and two back to back – had to move up into the seat ahead of them.  It created human waves, rising and falling.  By the time the last person had sat down, the first one in line moved into a phone booth and the whole movement started over again.

 

I’d heard my teacher refer to humans as waves on the ocean.  Here was a tide flowing towards the old phones to call out. 

 

This system fascinated me.  No numbered tickets, no elbowing to the front.  Each of us sat in sweltering silence waiting for our turn to speak out to the world.  Perhaps it was a metaphor for writing, communicating and timing.  We have to wait for a space to open up, to clear up so that we can call out.  The timing and the message has to be right, and we’re all interconnected.  When one person moves forward so do the others.

 

With the Gayathri watching over to control the five senses and bring in light, communicating becomes conscious, deliberate and peaceful.  Use the form of God that speaks to you as a focus for writing and devote the outcome to Him/Her.  The words that emerge from concentrating on the divine uplift, expand and facilitate exchanges in the world and bring peace and unity rather than division. 

Copyright Debra Moffitt, 2008.  www.debramoffitt.com

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