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On this Spot, Sadhguru shares how painful it is for him to see people unknowingly shutting themselves off from Grace and ultimately wasting their lives. He says, “Walls of self-protection are also walls of self-imprisonment.” In his latest poem “The Wall,” he describes how assumptions can be deceiving and deprive us of the experience of union with everything.
Travelling all over the world, I see too many people walking around with bitter, depressed, or resentful faces. There are many problems in the world, but every problem is a possibility. Only if you grab each problem by its horns and see how to turn it around will you unlock your genius. Only then will you touch the inner dimensions of intelligence that every human being holds. If the deepest dimension of intelligence opens up, you are as good as the Creator. You can do just about anything that can be done within the laws of Nature.
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If you resist, there is no possibility of transformation and growth. A seed that does not sprout is a wasted seed. To sprout means to be willing to shed everything that you were and become something new. There is safety in a dormant seed because there is a shell. If you become a tender sprout, you are vulnerable. If you are not willing to be vulnerable, you are not willing to transform. Whatever does not transform, whatever does not change, is as good as dead. Anything alive is always changing.
Being on the spiritual path but building your own silly attitudes and philosophies to seal yourself off from the rest of existence means wasting your life. Coming in touch with this Grace is an opportunity of many lifetimes. It pains me to see people wasting this possibility and their lives by building walls against everything around them. Walls of self-protection are also walls of self-imprisonment. This is what this poem is about.
A cricket’s call could
be a heart-rending
love song. The growl
of the Tiger could be
of loneliness rather
than ferociousness. The
howl of the winds may
bring fortune of rain
and not a trail of
destruction. A serpent’s
hiss not always venomous
Are you missing all calls
for Union and walling yourself
up against life.