Monday, 12 January 2026

#22. The Third Eye: Ajna

Out of all the chakras, why would only the Ajna have its beej mantra as 'OM'? This question stayed with me during meditation sessions that always begin the same way: Close your eyes, focus on the breathing, and bring all your awareness to the centre of the eyebrows. Over time, we begin to visualize that bright, enchanting light within us—spreading through the entire body, radiating its beam beyond.

The Ajna Chakra. The third eye chakra. And when speaking of the third eye, how can I not speak of Mahadeva?

I have kept myself free from the clutches of attachment to any particular sect, religious belief, or ritual. As a kid, it was my mother who was my anchor. She still remains there—she is my ritual. Most things were done because "Mom said so!" Over time, when logic began questioning the doings, my generation carried the fear of "What if?" The generation I see now carries only "If it's me, I proceed!" Somewhere in between these worlds, I'm trying to find my footing—trying to balance the soul in what feels unmistakably like Kaliyuga.

I see it in the youth who scrolls through social media during lunch, curating a life that exists only in filtered frames. I see it in myself when I check my phone immediately after meditation, as if the silence needed to be filled. This is the decay I'm speaking of—not some distant mythological darkness, but the everyday fragmentation of attention, the constant noise drowning out the whisper of something deeper.

I close my eyes, and there he is. Shiva—not as Nataraja dancing in a temple, not as Bhairava with his fierce gaze, but as something quieter. He's not consuming the poison of the ocean this time; he's absorbing this modern toxicity, this fracturing of presence. And in that absorption, something in me recognizes itself. For me, Ajna chakra is where my Mahadeva resides—not as a deity separate from me, but as my own consciousness watching itself. Shiva becomes the witness within, the part of me that remains still while everything else churns.

This is what the third eye offers: the capacity to observe without being consumed. To see the craving, the expectation, the discontent—not from within the storm, but from that quiet centre between the eyebrows.

Yet the awakening sometimes takes a back seat. Consciousness takes regular naps in the intervals. The cravings seek appreciation surrounded by unbounded expectations, and then comes the pain of discontent. This is precisely why activating the third eye chakra matters—it enables that gateway connecting our human experience to higher consciousness, linking to the pineal gland where ancient yogis believed the soul's vision resides.

Balancing this indigo-lit chakra answers questions we sometimes fail to ask ourselves: "Am I a machine working with a switch on and switch off mode?" And the bigger question: What is your purpose in life?

At this, I remember the core principle of Karma Yoga: Karmanye Vadhikaraste, Maa Phaleshu Kadachana, Maa Karma Phala Hetur Bhur, Ma Te Sangostva Akarmani. You have a right to perform your duty, but not to the fruits of action. Never consider yourself the cause of results, nor be attached to inaction.

Perhaps this is why only Ajna carries OM as its beej mantra. While the root chakra resonates with LAM—the earth element grounding us, while the heart chakra vibrates with YAM—the air element connecting us, the sixth chakra transcends elemental associations entirely. At the Ajna, where the ida and pingala nadis meet, where duality dissolves and perception shift from external to internal, only OM can contain that vastness. OM is not just a sound—it's the primordial vibration from which all creation emerges, the sound of consciousness recognizing itself.

When I sit in meditation and chant OM at the space between my eyebrows, I'm not invoking something outside myself. I'm tuning into the frequency that was always there—the hum beneath all the noise, the stillness beneath all the movement.




Om Om Om

O creator, grant us courage to meet ourselves as we truly are
To accept the flaws of this earthly form
Let our actions flow free from attachment to their fruits
Let conscience guide us toward goodness and selfless service

With each breath, each intention set clear
May we become souls detached yet overflowing with love
Desiring nothing more than what is
Let there be Hari, let there be Hara
Let each day pulse with that sacred vibration – Om Om Om!

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