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Faith vs Fear — The Quiet War Within

Every time we speak our truth — whether at work, in love, or within ourselves — a quiet battle plays out between faith and fear.
The lame ducks become strange bedfellows, and the single brain walks alone on a deserted island of ice and fire, committing quiet political suicide.

There are days when you wish some things would end, some lines wouldn’t be crossed. The mind, lost in the woods with a frozen heart and a cold hand gripping it, lets the dam burst — because one who is left out in the woods knows what it means to be a roaring lion in a quiet room, or a paused symphony.

That single mind has seen how a spin doctor looks, how witch hunts begin, how flip-flopping drives wedges, how skeletons hide in closets just to hit jackpots by hook or by crook. Through all these lessons, one truth remains — fear lives in the mind, faith lives in the breath.

The Power of Surrender

That’s what sādhana teaches you. You walk through your own hellfire until you realize — every slap, every insult, every fall was divine choreography. You’ll feel like a fallback plan until you understand you’re the priority of the Father of the cosmos. You’ll cry rivers until you realize the King of the cosmos will never give you a reason to shed a tear.

People will love you when you are popular, respect you when you feed their needs — but vanish when you need them. It’s all to remind you: only Muralidhar remains — in happiness, in sadness, in worry, in anger, in every situation. He is the situation, and He is the resolution.

This is the power of daily chanting and fasting — because that Mohana, who governs all Sanmohan Shaktis of the world, the strategist who fought Kurukshetra without a weapon, is guiding you. He sharpens your discernment so you can hit the nail on the head — calmly, gracefully.

Every breath becomes a reminder: I am guided. I am held. I am safe.
That’s the power of faith — it lifts you from fear so you roar like a tiger even on an island of ice and fire.

After every tense office discussion, when anxiety rises, I breathe and say within — I surrender this to the Divine plan.
He who holds the world sometimes makes me bawl like a baby — because that release is human, not weakness.

My mantra in such moments: Ram Ram, Shri Radhe, Hleem Bagalamukhi, Vishok Shri Vishnu.
Within seconds, my heart steadies, my head clears, and I’m back — cool as a cucumber.
Meanwhile, the lame ducks, the spin doctors, blow their fuses — because Mohana balances the pendulum of life in His way. It can’t be unfair forever. 😏

Now I know — faith dissolves fear like sunlight dissolves mist.
Each surrender peels a layer of resistance, preparing the path for awakening.
Even if you falter, remember — the Almighty himself made you face your fear, for He is Karishyati iti Krishna — the purifier of the fallen, the one who draws you back to Himself.

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And that’s where my next reflection begins — in the fire of awakening itself: the Journey of Kundalinī Awakening