I found Siva on this trip. I mean, he wasn’t hiding. But he loomed over me for the weeks I was sequestered in self-imposed austerity in an ashram. He sat with me in morning and evening meditations. He gifted me with a calmness; an introspection that warms me.
He came after what I thought was the scheduled demolition time. Is he a warning of the destruction that is to come? Sure. But I know there is more to crumble. Willingly and otherwise. There will be more to rebuild. More to grow. And so the cycle of living continues.
Which is generally not how people see Siva. He is the destroyer. The leader. Versions. Non-duality. I’m far from a religious theologian, simply a regular ol’ westerner seeking additional resources in dealing with (and attempting to build a) relevant existence. And in walks Siva.
I’ve been writing about pairs. About being alone… two opposites that are essential to my existence. This duality that exists has been an ever heavier carry-on during this year of traveling I’ve been doing, and what I’ve come to realize is that one is better with the other. Two sides to every coin indeed make it more valuable.
Lively/Quiet
Strong/Weak
Tall/Short
Male/Female
Wave/Current
Stillness/Chaos
Noise/Silence
To be one, you are both.
Siva is the light between opposition. The wisdom of destroying the either/or. We are both and can be only be calmingly at one with this understanding
roadside yogi 