DIVINITY WITHIN - Day 27 of 108 Days - IN HONOR OF RITA : " A step higher than Sathyam is Ritam as proclaimed in the Vedas."

Day 27 - After May 2, I stopped publishing for 10 days, but I kept writing drafts after drafts of which I could not feel the essence of divinity. On the 1oth day I felt the urge to write again and I wrote about the "tapestry". Then I could not continue again. Even after I was urge by friends and some followers of the blog, I just couldn't continue and days dragged on again until this morning which is the 9th day when I wrote on twitter that "I am harnessing the energy within so I can publish on the blog again".

After lunch, I decided to call a dear sister in spirit who lives in Edmonton and after chatting for a while, she just blurted out - "Why did you stop writing? How can you let one's opinion or email affect you that you stop and to think that you have some great comments on your blog?" I told her it was not anyone's opinion or email, it was about reaction, reflection and resound. I was writing something and the very next day, I am given the situation or event that made me "proved" or "disproved" that everything I wrote is practical enough to be practice by anyone. That it is possible to be "Perfect as your Father in Heaven is Perfect". That we are not sinners. That we are not lame or dunce or stupid. That we cannot continue saying "I am only human" - for we are not, definitely not - "We are divine, having human experiences". Let us manifest our divinity, now and forever more.

So it is, that after talking to my divine sister in Edmonton that Rita called me. I told her that I do not feel like getting out of the house and she told me to come by and see her after work. And I asked her about some favorite food of mine and she said she will stop by and get it on the way home. I told her its okay and not to go out of her way.

As in the last few days and weeks, around 5 pm I send her a txt telling her that I don't feel like getting out of the house, I will just go to bed early (LOL, I have never been to bed before 2 am in the last few years). She then txt'd me back ' so you are not coming anymore?' to which I decided to pick up the phone and call her instead of more txt msg back and forth. I told her I am not coming and she just said that she got my favorite food and she already warmed it up - to which I said " I am putting my clothes on and I will be there in 20 -25 minutes".

So simple. As I was driving to Rita's house, I remember most of the experiences I had in life when I or the other person did/did not say what they did or what they meant to say and in turn caused a big misunderstanding or pain or suffering. I remember some of the movies I have seen or heard and books I have read when 2 people did not communicate the truth (in thoughts, words and deeds) that caused a rip in the silky fabric of the relationship that a patch would only make it worst.

And I thought of Rita, what a perfect relationship I had with her. I remember her telling me that I hit her in the head with a magnet when we were little and that the blood was oozing and yet everytime she tells me about it, there was no anger, no malice, just a perfect matter of fact. And I could not own up to hurting her for I cannot remember the incident no matter how hard I tried. And she never forced me to own up to it, she just love to tell me matter of fact what she remembers.

I thought of Rita and her wonderful ways of always of doing things and helping people and trying to fix things and yet most people misunderstood some of her ways and get angry with her and remain angry with her. But it never bothered her even when people get angry or whatever their reactions are. She continue to be who she is.

I thought of Rita and the maid who used to iron her skirts and blouses. Rita always redo the ironing because she wanted the pleats to be perfect. Her skirts are almost like cardboard because she put so much starch in it so the pleats wont disappear. Rita who always have to make sure the pleats are perfect by refolding it before she sits on a chair. Rita who always have things in order and account for every penny in her receipts.

Why does it seems that Rita embodied perfection for me, why is it that my relationship with her is so perfect (for between us there are no conditions). Then, I remember reading one of the teachings in the Vedas a while back - it is about Rita or Ritam ( the Sanskrit somehow add m to the last letter of the word e.g. sathya becomes sathyam, ananda becomes anandam etc. I cant remember why - perhaps to make it purer or higher or something).

So, I wanted to honor her because just thinking of her make me want to write again, she brings out the best in me. In honor of Rita, I am offering her Day 27 of 108 days. And here is what I found out about her name, that is why she is who she is :

"Education is not mere knowledge, it includes action too. Education, which originates from within has a sound basis and is permanent. It is referred to as Sathyam. A step higher than Sathyam is Ritam as proclaimed in the Vedas."

"Ritam (absolute truth) transcends both good and evil. This is the one you really are, the Atma. You are a combination of body, mind and Atma. Body is subject to change. It is Atma, which is eternal. This is referred to as Ritam in the Vedas. It is changeless and has no attributes. It is described as attribute-less, pure, eternal, highest abode, permanent and unsullied. "

Rita, it is who you are. And I love you and thank you for being you.