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Sunshine: outside and inside – quote by Sant Kirpal Singh


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Two seekers after truth went to… story by Sant Kirpal Singh


 

 

Excerpt from the small book: “What is a true Satsangi”

Two seekers after truth went to a Master to be put on the way. What did he do? He gave them two pigeons and told them, “Go to some place where nobody will see you and kill them.” One man went out behind a wall, killed the pigeon and came back: “Master, I’ve killed it. There was nobody there.” The other poor fellow was hunting, knocking about from place to place, in many secret places, many lonely places, from morn to night. He could not find any place where nobody was seeing him. He came back: “Master, I’m helpless. I could not find any place where nobody was seeing me.” – “Who was it?” He said, “The very pigeon was seeing me.” When he went to kill, it looked at him. It was God in him. Just think. These are very simple things, but they are pregnant with meaning.

God resides in every heart. He also resides in you. He is watching our every action. Similarly, God in man, the Master, also looks to our shortcomings, but he does so lovingly. He wants to wash them away. So always remain in his presence. That is why Kabir said, “When the Master initiates you (Master is not the body; it is the Godpower working in him), he resides with you forever.” One thing: He is always present. Can you do any sin, tell lies, deceive others, act or pose? No.

By Sant Kirpal Singh Ji

 

 

 

Seed of life


Nothing comes from nothing
But life comes from life
All is already there
Sleeping as a seed of time

Life itself manifests
Is dormant in Nothing and All
Expresses its light
Along the breath of time

Oneness bears no life, no death
But a move- and formless Being
Ready to give birth
A life within a life

Dream of here and now…

DidiArtist, 06.01.2019

 

Wishes in the sand


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Spirit dressed in matter
Dreams awake, ready  to fly
Reality to find
Freedom to search
To be alive

Marbled illusions
Take shape
In the wind of time
Unfolding dusty dreams
Perishing, renewing continously

Spirit woven in the light
Caressing the very moment
Eagle flight in timeless skies
Dissolves in the light
On wishless traces

DidiArtist, 05.08.2011