Consciousness

A hymn to Agni (Fire):

Pratnosi kam idyo advaresu Sanat na hota navya ça satsi. Svam ça Agne tanavam piprayasva, Asmubhyam ça saubhagya ayajasva ||

Calling upon, lauding, even devoting when the very path through the skies is filled in its creative bounty and sentient offering.

Agni, the divine priest, the tongue that talks to the gods, the messenger that has offered its audience for the ancient and contemporary alike, no matter when the soul, the constant in every lifetime.

The fire inside of me, embers inside of my body like divine horses, drink of the consciousness in the vassal and vessel as the fire that I am.

Grant in my being and experience, the fortune, illumination and unlimitedness of living the blessed life.

Surya Gayatri – The hymn. (Rudra)

Om haam tanmeshaye vidyamahe, vagvishuddhaye dheemahi, tanno Rudro prachodayat.

Suryapustakanakam kritva Suryamantreh prapoojayat.

Om haam heem hoom haim haum ham Shivasuryaye namah.

Om ham Khakholkhaye Suryamurtaye namah.

Om hraam hreem sarva Suryayi namah ||

Om salutations of being from body and spirit, to knowledge and sentience, purified and evolved in expression, hailing divine inspiration, to Almighty Rudra that offers us his form we pray.

Fashioned from starstuff, the vessel of the Sun, illuminating into life, brilliant fire of the sun, the sun shining words.

Om, salutations of being into the directions of space. Guide my being, as the sun, as the root of existence, like the sun. Shiva, supreme, that is, all that is.

Om, in bowing to the hidden name, no longer. Now unlocked, in me, archetypical sun, in his image, in his form affirmed.

Om ignited, Om infused, as the sun, the eternal, all of it. Om Sun ||