Gates of Wisdom

Life contains many ways
At every moment they fork
Shower us with tests

Once passed
New gates open
Gates of wisdom

They become part of our lives
Create new challenges
Search for answers

Situations come and go
Entangle us in them
Challenge us to untie the knot

Every moment dies and lives
Demanding understanding
For practical experience

Opens invisible gates
That want to be crossed
Colour us in wisdom

He who knows himself
Knows the others

Because we all come from the same source…

DidiArtist, 10.08.2021

Al(l)-one

Life is like an inverted pyramid
First we come alone
Have a wide contact with many
In the course of life

In the middle of our life
The pyramid turns
Stands upright
The many become few

Alone we came
Alone we go

DidiArtist, 03.08.2021

Detached Life

We are like a vessel
That enriches, fills
With dripping life
Branded in body and spirit

Every drop that falls
Is a moment of time
Accumulated life
Perpetuated memory

Drop by drop
Filling the vessel
Spirit and body
Between life and death

The last drop falls
Detaches the spirit from the body
Makes it ready for new worlds
As a phoenix rising from the ashes…

Who moves from life to life

DidiArtist 19.07.2021

Duality: Looking into the abyss of things

A rift opens up
Between time and space
Life and death

Everything breaks in two
Into two halves
Our mind is this wedge

Breaks in an instant
Words and thoughts
Perceives everything split

We look into the abyss
Of being and becoming
Break it into pieces

As fragments

However, life is unbreakable…

DidiArtist, 19.07.2021

Everything is connected

Every death, every new life
Dissolves and connects
Dives into the will of God
Is school of life
Playground of duality

Digested learning is understanding
Is consciousness, differentiation
When everything is differentiated
Everything is one again
Where distinction ceases to be
Where time and space do not exist
Where life and death are one

DidiArtist, 18.07.2021

“Man! Know Thyself” – by Sant Kirpal Singh – Part 4

Dear friends,

This is the fourth smaller part of the very important subject: “Man know thyself!” – by Sant Kirpal Singh
which can be read also here:

Click to access Man_know_thyself_ENGL.pdf

Peace and harmony in your heart
Didi

Life Beyond Death

Saints say that nature has designed man to leave his physical body at will, transcend to higher planes, and then return to the body. They help each aspirant personally and each receives a practical experience, however little it may be, during the very first sitting at the time of Initiation. A person who is competent to give a man this personal experience of withdrawal or separation (temporary) from the body, and who can thus put him on the way back to God, is a genuine Master, Saint, or Satguru. The heads of different religious organizations were intended to do just this, but we may judge for ourselves their efficacy today.

The first-hand experience we receive, through the kindness of a real Saint, is in itself the solution to the problem of death. According to the Bible, “Unless you are born anew, you cannot enter into the Kingdom of God.” So to be born anew is to leave one’s body and enter into the beyond – a transition from the physical to the astral plane. Some day we have to leave this temporary structure which, like a building of bricks and mortar, deteriorates with time. There is no appeal to the laws of nature against the “death sentence.” We fear death because of the agony and suffering which it brings, and also because of the uncertainty that lies ahead in the beyond. We fear illness because it brings us near death’s door; so we struggle to live though we know that our end is certain. No soothing words from doctors, friends, relatives or priests can bring peace and comfort to our minds at the time that nature’s destructive process commences. This is the natural course of things and we cannot deceive nature.

What then is the remedy? There is only one way out of this abyss of despair: to adopt and accustom ourselves, during our lifetime, to nature’s process of the withdrawal of the spirit current from the body, while still in a conscious state. This may be done with the help of a Master, and may be accomplished without any suffering or trouble whatever. This is not only a possibility but is a remarkable fact. Our joy will know no bounds when we come into possession of the secret that has baffled man for so many centuries. We become supermen, having possession of a key to peace and heaven, the life of which we had till then only read about in sacred scriptures. Arise, therefore, and awake! before it is too late to put this science into practice. If we observe closely the process of death in a dying man, we see the pupils of his eyes turn upwards a little (afterwards they may return to normal) and then he becomes senseless. But when they draw upwards too much, he dies. Life ebbs out via the root of the eyes and becomes disconnected from the ties of the physical body and the sense organs. Knowledge of this process and the method by which we may travel this way during our very lifetime is the solution to the problem of death. No physical exercises are necessary; there are no drugs to swallow and no blind faith to cultivate. The mystery of life and death is solved easily with the help of a Master Saint, who will give you an experience of the process and put you on the highway to the inner realms. Even when acting indirectly through an authorized agent, He still remains the responsible Power. Distance is immaterial to the Masters.

What is there to be gained by this process? This cannot be described in words. At the time of Initiation, the aspirant sees the real light within him, whereas normally the inner eye is covered by a thick veil of darkness. He then realizes that the tradition of the lighted candle found in churches and temples is to remind him of the Divine Light of Heaven within. This light grows to the radiance of several suns put together as he advances on the way. He understands that the unceasing internal sound he contacts within is the divine link called “Word” by Christ, Kalma and Nida-i-Asmani in the Koran, Nad in the Vedas, Udgit in the Upanishads, Sarosha by the Zoroastrians, and Naam and Shabd by the Saints and Masters. In time, he meets the Master within, talks to Him face to face, and is henceforth certain of His grace, guidance and protection wherever he may go, even to the other end of the world. With such evident proofs before him, he is now confident of himself and of the science. Only then can he be called a theist in the true sense of the word, and can smile at those who talk of religion as a fool’s paradise, a phantom conjured up by crafty priests, and the opium of the masses. He has found a sure ingress through the doorway of heaven in this life, and is on the threshold of viewing, both internally and externally, the secrets of nature. He is truly “knocking at the door of heaven” or “tapping inside.” Words of opposition cannot shake his faith in the science as the Master guides him onward. Death becomes a voluntary process. Past, present and future merge into one, and he grasps the incontestable truth, the essence of being, in the palm of his hand. Liberated from the body, which now appears as a husk without the kernel, he knows that he is soul, an inseparable part of the Eternal Spirit, and so he presses onward to his original source. The world appears as a dream to him, but under the instructions from his Master, he returns to his mundane life, wise and fearless in the discharge of his duties.

 

 

Parallel worlds

 

 

We all are walking
In parallel worlds
Meeting us in one Ocean
We call it: All-consciousness

We all are own universes
Touching galaxies
In a river of time
We call it: death and life

We all dream a piece of being
Unique in our kind
Puzzle of a super-universe
Transformation of old and new

We all are water of life
Belonging together
Parallel worlds
Dissolving in Oneness

We all are butterflies
Flowing mutations
Turning into higher dimensions
Becoming one again…

DidiArtist, 18.08.2018

 

Relative point of view

 

power and control

 

Everything has its own point of view
As everything is unique
Yet there is one goal:
To solve the mystery of death…

DidiArtist, 15.11.2020

 
 
 

Devine Being

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Everything interwoven
Infinite network of neurons
Cosmic synapses
Without separation
Where illusion separates
Perception of our senses

Thoughts flow
On a large and small scale
Conscious being
Conscious light
Transport of information
Living knowledge

Oneness undivided
Movement in standstill
Apparent time
Illusionary change
Perishing and becoming

Everything rests in everything
Life and death
Being and non-being
Where everything is
Nothing is

The silence of eternity…

DidiArtist, 15.11.2020

 
 
 

Dreaming spirit

 

 

The spirit travels
Through the fairway
Of happenings, events
Temporal movements, currents
Of cause and effect
Parallel time travels
In a timeless continuum

Dreaming echos
Reflect the past
Keep memories alive
Roll like waves
Along with the spirit
Leading and seducing
In the game of time sequences

Yesterday will be tomorrow
Tomorrow today
And today yesterday
Possibilities flow
Walk, always renewing itself
Bear the reality
In the moment of eternal changes

Lead decisions
Draw our streets
Our life that passes by
Like a white sail
On the cosmic horizon
Let us dive
Into waves of worlds
Of millions of navigable waters

It’s not us who live –
We are lived
It’s not us who do –
We are done
The spirit dives into an awoken silence
Into the sea of endless possibilities…

DidiArtist, 12.09.2019

 

 

Everything repeats

 

 

The day, the night
Brightness and darkness
Morning and evening
Joy and sorrow
Problems and solutions
Separation, unification
Love and hatred
Destruction and hope
Events and situations
Habits and detachments
Give and take

Life and death
In the circle of repetition…

DidiArtist, 24.04.2019

 
 

Unconsciousness

 


 

Does not know any colour
No darkness
No light
No knowledge
No perception
Knowing about oneself
No nothing
No being
Contains dead knowledge
Is a thought
Without thought

We all are rather dead than alive…

DidiArtist, 10.11.2020

 
 

Dream of life and death

 

 

 

Time draws the border
Between past and now
To welcome the moment
Fountain of life

Memorized pictures like clouds
Drifting into the past
Turning into dreams – fade
Lose in the abyss of time

Myriads of loaded information
Like perls on a string
Trickle through the hand
That tries to grasp lost moments

In the moment the moment dies
In the moment the moment arises
The spirit stands still
On the bridge between death and life

In front of the inner eye
Moments sail, pass by
Swallow the outer world
In the pulse of aging

Untouched by the change
Eyes watch the movement
Storm of transformation
Beat of life

Time and space close their doors
Leave a spirit behind
That slowly awakes
From a long night

Gently touched in morning light…

DidiArtist, 05.09.2018

 
 

Learnt knowledge versus experienced knowledge

 


 

How many things do we learn, copy
Without thinking, checking

We are loaded like a donkey
With knowledge that is not our knowledge

The more we follow this automatic process
The more we live a life that is not our life

Thousands of books cannot give us
What own experiences provide

In adopted outside knowledge there we meet death
While experienced knowledge fills us with life

However, sometimes we need to be “dead”
To strand at the shore of life…

DidiArtist, 04.12.2018

 
 

Life: a binary code?

 

 

Every decision is a binary code
Every moment a choice between 0 and 1
Between yes and no
An exchange in the change
A confusing language
Ping pong of opposites
A bridge of now and then
Birth and death
Time and space

Who can read his own code
Understands life, own mind
Is no longer a two-sided reflection
But consciousness beyond it
A language of love and light…

DidiArtist, 21.03.2020

 
 

Desintegrated, integrated Now

 

 

Past and future embedded
In the moment Now
Between death and birth
Touch of rising life

Old fades away
New appears at the horizont
A change of death and life
Going, coming

Kaleidoscopic fragments
In each moment
Crumbles, recombines
Disintegrates, integrates

Life like a wave in the moment
Born to feel and taste
NOW
Aware of oneself

DidiArtist, 13.08.2018

 
 
 

Leaving empty-handed

 

 

There are many who cling to their power
Who do not want to make room for others
Power is also taken away from them
Whether they like it or not
When death knocks at their door

However, there is justice for everyone:
The mirror of our actions, thoughts and words
Is already waiting for us…

We sow the wind and reap the storm…

DidiArtist, 02.10.2020