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Chaos, karma and nirvana

I am no spiritual guru and I have definitely not attained nirvana. I am very much the average middle class guy trying to work towards a happy life. Like the tortoise.

But I feel there is a process, formula or theory whatever you wish to call it. A way to beat the ladders in Maslow's need theory. A way to beat the basic motivators of life - greed and fear. And work towards the greater good. Something that feeds more than your body. Something that feeds your soul.

When I look at great people and their lives, their lives can be divided into three basic parts - chaos, Karma and nirvana.

Chaos is the initial self-doubts, the urge to prove themselves, establishing their supremacy in their chosen world.

Then they slowly discover their karma. The work that makes them legendary. The work that makes them more than just mortals.

Then somewhere nirvana happens. They grow beyond pleasing the outer world. They begin their journey inwards. Their journey towards feeding the soul. Their soul. The world's soul. The collective conscience of entire mankind.

I see the legendary king Ashoka going through the same three stages. The chaos to be the king. The karma to prove his legend. And somewhere in between, the battle of Kalinga changes his outlook towards life and he starts his inward journey to feed his soul.

I'm sure all the legendary human beings have a similar story. Some more some less dramatic. But it's there.

I think the problem with most of us is that we spend our lives being in the chaos, trying to find the karma that will take us to the cresendo of our chaos and lead us to find the fulcrum where the inward journey begins.

In India, long time a go. The elders went on vanaprastha - a process where after a certain time people left their material wealth behind to seek inner peace and find meaning to life in the spiritual space. Today in this material world and so called Kaliyug as per Indian calendars, that practice is becoming extinct. May be that is why nirvana evades us like a mirage.....

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