Name is Sathya

There was one point of time, not so long back, when in response to the question asked, he would reply....Name is Sathya. 


There was no preface with an 'I', there was no pronoun. Name is Sathya, he said, clearly and confidently. Today, the 'I' has come into that sentence. It is a milestone for us, not because he knows the correct sentence structure, but because his 'ego' is making its presence felt.

'Ego'. One of the shortest words of the dictionary, with the biggest reverberations to mankind. I think about what this word means in the spiritual sense at many points of my day. Because that is how often I am confronted by my Ego. Simplistically, Ego is that feeling of 'I'. That which makes you view yourself as a separate being from everyone else. On its own, that's not a bad thing. Or a good thing. It just is. But the mind can add its scripts, leading you to 'express' that ego in a way that can be very divisive, or it can also be the means to help you dissolve that ego to merge with the Truth. That we all are ONE.

For me, most of the time, I see this divisive nature of ego playing up in my life. And so, Ego feels like a challenge to be surmounted at every juncture. It is exhausting, this constant effort, but also exhilarating, when some part of you is able to step back from your own skin, to view your actions and thoughts like a cool outsider, making an objective analysis. It gives you a sense of restraint, where once there was more reckless behavior. And you feel incredibly grounded. And when you feel that rooted and strong, you don't move as much in the winds and currents of life, and it makes you feel like you have tapped into Life's secret code. One that you have begun cracking, bit by bit, and everything that reveals itself thus, makes perfect sense. Both in terms of logic, and emotion. Its all a very beautiful metamorphosis. And it takes place, one Ego cycle, at a time.

But I digress. Whenever we used to hear....name is Sathya, we used to feel a little tingle of joy, that 'I' is still a mute factor in this little one's life. And as his name was intended to remind us, he reminded us very much of this Truth. Today, I was making up silly names to call him, as I dressed him for school. And along with giggling uncontrollably to all the silliness, he also declared, very clearly and confidently...I am not Shinnu Papa, I am Sathya.


The mother in me was finding joy at his correction. The seeker in me noticed the entrant of the 'I'. Together, they were a mix of emotions, which, as always, settled down to this calm feeling....that it is, as it should be. Name is Sathya...has to, at some point, change to I am Sathya. It is the law by which we are born. It is the role that we will play.And it will be the Truth, that we will eventually return to.

In the meanwhile, I may as well continue the silly games and tease him about being shinnu papa, and eventually let him win out that fond arguement and let him be the Sathya, who is the promise of our lives!