Dancing to the music of love

Aarushi insisted on meeting dadu when I took her to the park in the morning.

Papa was continuing with his yoga practice while his other colleagues had already left.

She and held papa like a long lost friend and started playing with him.

After some time, papa decided to fold the rug and pack the stuff to go back home. As he picked up the rug, a plain, white plastic sheet that he uses below the cloth rug came to sight.

Aarushi jumped on it and started dancing. Both of us (I and papa) were surprised, elated, filled with joy at her simple act. People around were watching this little baby dancing on the white sheet.

This was the dance she was dancing to the music of love... She was happy at having me by her side in the morning. She was happy at being with papa. She was happy about the presence of love around her. She was dancing to its music. She did not need anything else.

The same day we also went to a party and she was at her danceuse best on the dance floor too.

It did not matter to her what stage she was given. She utilied the opportunity to put her best foot forward and dance no matter what.

She was dancing to her own rythm and did not bother about how others would/ could possibly rate her performance. It was an expression of her passion, her joy.

And this made me think - this is what true sanyaas is all about. To be happy always - in His presence. To be able to put our best forward independent of the conditions offered to us by life. We may be dealt any set of cards, we have to do our best. We may not have the option to add color, but we still have to dance. And we have to dance well even when we have the colors. The colors should not prevent us from feeling the presence.

And that is what God might also love and feel good about - when His children are happy with whatever they are dealt with - and enjoy the gifts, even the most mundane ones. When His children dance to the music of love. More so, love for Him.