Dropping Demons with Chamunda, by Jem Bendell
If you think you know who you are singing to, then you are not singing to me
If you think you know who you are praying to, then you are not praying to me.
Drop the demons that grasp you inside, such that you grasp at me
Drop the need to be noticed by me
Drop the need to express towards me
Drop the need to be engaged by me
Drop the need to achieve it with me
Drop the need to be pleased by me
Drop the need to feel desired by me
Drop the need to feel needed by me
Drop the need to feel unique to me
Drop the need to control parts of me
Drop being augmented by me
Drop the need to impact more on me
Drop the need to bar others from me
Drop the need to see me as the cause of your feelings of need
Mother, lover, and world; the need to know me is like a clenched fist catching water
Doomed, just like the demons of desire
They will cause pain even after you think you are free from them
Surrender to the wonder that you sense beauty and feel desire
Surrender to the end of ends, where just like all your desires, we too will pass away
Then allow the experience that we are already one
So even your grasping, your demons, are part of the greater us
If you think you know who you are singing to, then you are not singing to me.
If you think you know who you are praying to, then you are not praying to me.
Drop the demons that grasp you inside, such that you grasp at me
Only then shall we harmonise
Does this jar with you my dear?
Take that as proof that you have more toys to lose
And more joys to find in the heap of that loss.
Only from there can we sing together
And only from there will we sing to each other
So you love the aspects of you that are aspects of me
‘This is my own interpretation of the energy of a Goddess, making a connection between masculine insecurities at interpersonal and collective levels through patriarchy.’ – Jem Bendell
Jem is the founder and former coordinator of the Deep Adaptation Forum.
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