Nāda Brahma Ādya
তুমি নাদ ব্রহ্মময়ী কালী
নাদ ব্রহ্মময়ী কালী।
খড়্গ শূল ধরো মাগো, নিমগণা প্রলয়কারী,
তুমি নাদ ব্রহ্মময়ী কালী, নাদ ব্রহ্মময়ী কালী।
পরাদপরা আদ্যা শক্তি, পরাদপরা আদ্যা শক্তি।
Since yesterday, I’ve been thinking deeply about how reality works. And now, Devi has revealed it again through a song she placed in my mind long ago. Not just in terms of science, but spiritually too.
In quantum physics, particles like electrons or photons don’t exist in a fixed, solid state until they’re observed. They remain in a cloud of possibilities, what we call superposition. Only when we interact with them through observation or measurement does that cloud collapse into a definite outcome. It's wild, right? At that level, reality isn’t fixed. It’s shaped by attention, interaction, and presence.
And then I wondered, aren’t deities and mantras just like that?
I don’t think they’re separate at all. In fact, it’s becoming more and more clear to me that the mantra is the deity. Even when we don’t chant them, these vibrations are still out there, always present, echoing through the universe. Everything is energy. Everything is sound. But the moment we engage, when we chant, when we meditate, those subtle waves condense into form. Into presence. Into a being we can connect with, speak to, even love.
"मन्त्राः परा देवता रूपिणः।"
Mantrāḥ parā devatā rūpiṇaḥ.
“Mantras are the very form of the supreme deity.”
It reminds me of the famous quantum experiment, the double-slit. Particles behave like waves when unobserved. But the moment we look, they collapse into one path. In the same way, when we observe, chant, or connect with a mantra, that fluid potential turns into something real. Something conscious. Something divine.
That’s why the world is called māyā, not because it’s an illusion, but because it’s fluid. It responds to how we see, feel, and interact with it. The world doesn’t just exist, it emerges with us, through us. We are participants in this unfolding reality.
Deities aren’t distant sky gods. They’re waves of consciousness, always here. And the ancient rishis weren’t creating gods. They were tuning in. Listening. Seeing. Giving shape to what already exists.
"ऋचो अक्षरे परमे व्योमन् यस्मिन देवा अधि विश्वे निषेदुः।
यस्तन्न वेद किमृचा करिष्यति॥"
Ṛco akṣare parame vyoman yasmin devā adhi viśve niṣeduḥ
Yas tan na veda kim ṛcā kariṣyati?
“The sacred chants reside in the imperishable space where all gods dwell. One who does not know this, what can he do with the mantra?”
Rig Veda 1.164.39
And the source of it all? It’s not outside of us. It’s within the great cosmic womb, Mahad Brahma, where the seed of all life is placed.
"मम योनिर्महद्ब्रह्म तस्मिन गर्भं दधाम्यहम्।
संभवः सर्वभूतानां ततो भवति भारत॥"
Mama yonir mahad brahma tasmin garbhaṁ dadhāmyaham
Sambhavaḥ sarva-bhūtānāṁ tato bhavati bhārata
Bhagavad Gītā 14.3
“My womb is the great Brahman; in that I place the seed, and from it arises the birth of all beings.”
This is why only Ādya can reveal those mantras, because she is the vibration of the universe, and she is the universe herself. Mantras were not invented by rishis, they were received. That’s why every mantra has a specific rishi and a proper chanda, so that the vibration is chanted in perfect alignment.
They are not human creations. They are revelations. Pulled down from that subtle realm where sound and light have not yet split. From the infinite silence of ākāśa, the eternal nāda is always humming. Waiting for someone to truly listen.
BHAIRAVAKALIKENAMASTHUTE
JOY MA
© 𝒦𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒮𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏
- By 𝒦𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒮𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏 Shisya of Gurudev Shri Praveen Radhakrishnan