Every month, he would spend two days in the ashram. A routine that he has followed for over a decade. His job as the chief engineer in the public works department involves a lot of travel and interaction with different kinds of public and civil workers. The day-to-day activities always tire and bear down heavily on his conscience. Throughout the day he always wears a frown on his face, until he lies down for sleep.
Only at the ashram does he enjoy being simple and affable – being himself. So he likes being in the ashram. These two days are dedicated entirely to seva, something advised and encouraged by his guru.
It was late in the evening and he must have served food to more than a few thousand devotees today. It was a tiring job, but he did it with a smile on his face, with love, and a sense of devotion to the person receiving the roti. ‘Serve with love and devotion,’ was his guru’s message to all the sevadhars in the kitchen. Every time he placed a roti on a devotee’s plate, he reminded himself of ‘love and devotion.’ It had become his mantra, ‘love and devotion.’
Unknown to him, this practice of ‘love and devotion’ was slowly changing the chemical composition of his blood. He continued this practice even outside the ashram, whenever he could. And whenever he practiced it, a combination of Oxycontin, Serotonin, Dopamine, Endorphins, and many other hormones made him feel good, over and over again. Positively influencing the different organs and their functioning and the very way he thought, and acted. The feel-good chemicals were allowed to take root, over many many years, and now they have become deeply established.
Today, as he was serving, his body and mind suddenly became serene, his body felt light, and his vision turned bright. The repeated practice had unexpectedly rewired his brain. His eyes, his smile, his words, and his actions were filled with devotion. His very energy was crackling with love, the air around reverberated and spread this love, and his aura filled with vibrations of love. People were able to sense his change. Becoming bliss was a gentle transition, and he was unaware of what he had become, an Anandha – a source of bliss.
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Originally published at gracedbyayogi.wordpress.com on October 19, 2024
