Shameem

 

One of the women, a doctor from Jamnagar- I met at Bodhigram was so drenched in devotion, with such effluent knowledge and command of folk music and Dohe … she was so absorbed in devotional music throughout that her presence and energy enlivened the whole space..

We later found out her name is Shameem … she was of Muslim origin .. as a young curious woman she found herself gravitating towards her Guru .. of the Adi Shankaracharya clan .. last 22 years she had been immersed in her Guru’s presence … and her surrender to the divine reflected in the gentle wisdom of her words and her simple pleasing nature… bathed in the knowledge of “Advaita Vedanta “ and non-duality … not just as words but as a living reality within her

It was obvious she had faced extreme resistance and even been ostracized from her clan .. but now circumstances had softened her family members so that they even accompanied her to her Guru’s ashram …

Her story was so beautiful and heart warming and spoke of incredible strength and self belief that had shaped her into this wonderful soul.. I will definitely draw strength from her story of incredible courage and inner transformation.

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