A Hindu Creation Story and the Tao

In this Hindu Creation Story we see Creation and Dissolution of the Universe. Poems created from Ancient Texts verify Transcendent Experiences in Consciousness.

Universal Nature


The expansive power of Tao

is imperishable.

It is the mysterious Mother

of all beings.

The come and go

of this mysterious Mother,

produce Heaven and Earth.

On creation She begins to uncoil

in a spiral line movement

which is the movement of creation.

External objects are projections

of the cosmic mind, the Ishvari Shakti.

The Ether of Consciousness

The great symbol of the Mother

from the center of which She arises

like the solar orb at morn,

but in a blaze of light

excelling the brilliance

of countless

midday suns

and the coolness of innumerable moons.

The center is the Point,

the Mother as Concentrated Power

ready to create.

Around Her is the Universe,

together with its Divinities

or Directing Intelligences.

From the Point the World issues.

Into it on dissolution, it enters.

The extended Universe then collapses

subsides like a bubble

on the surface of the Causal Waters,

which are the Immense.

Who knows the heart of a woman?

Only Shiva knows the heart of Yogini.

As Being and Power are merged in this alogical state,

Shiva-Shakti, the "two in one,"

are here the Nameless One

The Goddess Speaks

Dark Blue

is the colour of Infinite Space

and Eternal Time..

as well as Death.

Her Head Chopper

in one hand

Cuts off the Ego !

A terrible Death

to the ignorant.

I Create the Father

of the Universe

On the Summit of the Worlds.

My Origin is Within

the Cosmic Waters

in the Universal Sea.

From there I extend to

All the Worlds

and touch the

ridge of Heaven.

I blow like the Wind..

setting in Motion

All the Universe

Far beyond Heaven

and Beyond this Earth

Extends my greatness

Mind and Matter are not self-guiding.

They are evolved

and directed

by Consciousness.

Mother-Power dissolves --

withdraws the World into Herself.

Mahakali,

dark blue like a rain cloud..

She is encircled by serpents,

as is Shiva.

She holds in Her hands,

besides the Lotus and two weapons,

a skull with blood in it.

She wears a garland of human heads

which are exotically the heads of conquered Demons,

She stands on the white,

inert Shiva,

for it is not He but His power

who withdraws the Universe into Herself.

He lies on a funeral pyre, in the burning-ground,

where jackals -- favorite animals of Kali --

and carrion birds are gnawing and pecking at human flesh and

bone.

The cremation

ground is a symbol of cosmic dissolution.

Kali, who is commonly represented naked --

that is, free of her own Maya

Identification of the Self

with the Non-Whole or Partial

is Disease and the sole source of

every misery.

The World is the Mother in Form.

It is one and the same Mother-Power

which appears as the psycho-physical universe,

and which in itself is

Perfect Consciousness.

Fear is an essential

mark of the animal

and of man in so far

as he is an animal.

Fearlessness is the mark

of the Illuminate Knower,

Independent of all outward power

Master of Death.

Either man's consciousness expands

into that Lordliness

which sees all as Itself,

or he and all lower beings

are withdrawn

into the Womb of Power,

in which they are conserved

to reappear in that

Blossoming which is the

Springtide of some new World.


The Eternal Rythm


There was in the beginning,

is now,

and ever will be

an ultimate Reality,

which is variously called Huan the Mystery,

which cannot be named

or defined,

because human language

is the language

of limited beings

touching limited objects,

whereas Tao is imperceptible to the senses

and the unproduced cause of all,

beyond which there is nothing.

Itself proceeds from nothing

but all from It.

That from which the Universe is born,

by which it is maintained

and into which it is dissolved.

From the abyss of Its Being,

It throws out all forms of Existence

and is never emptied.

It is an infinite source

exteriorizing from Itself

all forms, by Its Power.

These forms neither diminish

nor add to Tao which

remains

ever the same.

These limited beings are as a drop of water in Its ocean.

Tao is the sum of, and yet as infinite,

beyond all individual existences.

Like Brahman, Tao is one, eternal, infinite, self-existent,

omnipresent,

unchanging and complete.

This is the Eternal Rhythm,

the Pulse of the universe,

in which it comes

and goes

from that which in Itself,

does neither.

The expansive power of Tao

is imperishable.

It is the mysterious Mother

of all beings.

The come and go

of this mysterious Mother,

produce Heaven and Earth.

On creation She begins to uncoil

in a spiral line movement

which is the movement of creation.

External objects are projections

of the cosmic mind, the Ishvari Shakti.

Lalita...

is a name of the Mother

She who Plays

and whose Play

is World-Play.

She is both Joy

and Play

The action of man

and of other selves is,

in so far as they are the psycho-physical,

determined by their Karma.

The Mother's play is not idle

or meaningless

so far as man is concerned,

for the world is the field

and means by which he attains all his worths,

the greatest of which

is Union with the Mother

as She is in Herself as Highest Being.

We,

The Players are Power..

There was in the beginning,

is now,

and ever will be

an ultimate Reality,

which is variously called Huan the Mystery,

which cannot be named

or defined.

Sacred Texts Shakti in Taoism
Hindu Creation Story

Listen to the Hindu Creation Story - a song from the Vedas, The creation and dissolution of Worlds.