Fragmented dream


 

We are splinters
Of the time
Broken fragments
Of a mirror
Once as smooth as a lake
Leaving a trace
To the past
Spreading life behind
Detaching from moments
A trail of living stars
Scattered
Swimming in limited senses
Searching for what we are
Standing at the edge
Of the moment
Looking back in the abyss
The mystery of night
Seeing life fading away
Somewhere, elsewhere

Our boat rowing
Towards the horizon
Of a purple morning
Ahead
Collecting colours
In the breath of now
Reflected in fragments
Lost
Gathering life
In the vortex
Beyond time
To dream completion…

DidiArtist, 09.05.2010

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Quote: How to develop love for God or for the competent Master (mouth-piece of God) – By Sant Kirpal Singh Ji


 
Excerpt from the book: “Morning talks” – By Sant Kirpal Singh
 

 
Guru Har Govind said that whoever should recite from the Jap Ji with no other thought intervening during the time that the verse was being recited, would be given his heart’s desire. One man came forward and said that he would recite. He began reciting and just before he was nearing the end, he thought to himself, “I wonder what the Guru will give me?” He remembered the Arabian horse that had been given to the Guru and thought that it should be given to him. When he completed the recitation, the Guru ordered that the horse be given to him. He then turned to the man and said, “You poor fellow, you did not know what I was going to give you . I was going to give you my very own place.” So it is not for you to judge things and request what you want, but it is for Him to see what is really in your best interests. How can you develop love? First, just develop those attributes which are in the Master. If He is a good painter, then develop painting. If He is a good singer, then develop singing. Our Master used to have wells dug for the good of the people at large. So those people than began to dig wells for Him and He was pleased. He wanted selfless servants who would never utter any word to Him about what they were doing for the Master. He was a very plain spoken man. Those who went to Him and said, “Master, I have committed this or that sin,” He would say, “All right,” and forgive them. But those who concealed their shortcomings from Him would lose out. When we go to the Master, we simply think that He does not know anything. But at the heart of hearts He knows what you say. As I was telling you yesterday, just like something in a glass jar, He sees what is in us. Even if you try to conceal it, He still sees. So we should go to the Master with very clean hearts, with love for Him, with all due deference for Him. Then naturally, He will give His own Self to you. So this is how we can develop love for the Master, for the God in Him. The attributes that He has developed in Him, you should try and develop in you. What are they? He wants love, no show, strict obedience to what He says. Once He says something, obey Him. Obey Him literally. While developing these things you will all the time be having the sweet remembrance of the Master within and also outwardly. It is for the Master to see what He has to give. He has come only to give Life. He has no other business. He is Life, Light and Love. He can give you these qualities only when you have become receptive and there is nothing that stands between you and Him. The attributes of God are reflected in Him. If you just adopt those attributes in your own life, then you will be loved by the Master and by the God in Him. As Christ said, “Those who love me, will be loved by my Father, and whom my Father loves, I manifest myself to him”. All Masters have said the same thing.
 
 

Deceived and fooled


 

 

You led me to the market of the world
Bazaar of trade and desires
You showed me treasures
Beauties, attractions

No breath without show
Attention without direction
I got stuck in my senses
Deceived by the splendour of the world

You came with promises
To find everlasting happiness
But your happiness is bound
At the post of time

Everything passes like sand blown away
And you still say:
This is my home, my wealth of the world
Yes, it is your house, built on sand

You pretend: eternal happiness
Eternal home that falls apart in your hands
Breaks to empty illusions
You deceive, seduce, kidnap

The truth is not outside
It is within me
That you trample all over
With lies besmeared

You live for my death
Though you get all the strength from me
You go the way out
And not the way in

You are my constant companion
Shadow of my light
You control, you direct
Set directions

Time to change roles
Since you are a bad master
But a good servant
So follow me, my mind…

DidiArtist, 28.09.2018

 

“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:

http://spirituality.unity-of-man.org/images/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.

 

 

Labyrinth of mind


 

We get lost in ourselves
Stuck in questions
Answers in speculations
Fight for point of views

We speak much
With empty words
We appear with masks
With fear in tasks

We run after pleasures
To keep us entertained
We talk about love and happiness
And lose us in words

Let the silence speak
Arising from the heart
Where no food is given
To the labyrinth of mind

DidiArtist, 23.05.2012

 

Collective Consciousness


 

 

As the drop is not separated
From the ocean of all being
So is not man from man

Thoughts interact between people
In realms of subconsciouness
Communicate unknowingly

Synchronities demonstrate presence
In neural higher networks
Connect man through time and space

Living unities turn to
Higher thoughts, combined
As an Ocean of life

Reservoir of moving waves
Self-sufficient biosphere
Migrating life impulses

Oneness without a break
Void and abundance intertwined
Timeless, spaceless, formless

Voiceless voice, living light and life

DidiArtist, 10.07.2018

Acted kindness


 

 

 

Sometimes we make a show
Perform a play of theatre
Use friendly words
Pretend humbleness, respect

When life comes to test us
We lose self-control
Are hurt within speculations
React: hurting, punishing

Fired arrows find their goal
Through self-made illusions
Revenge onself for being “hurt”
Self-pleased satisfaction

Words of respect
Crumble, fade away
Reveal the true face
Unmask the show

Our mind has thousands masks…

DidiArtist, 10.07.2018

 

Lashed freedom


 
 


 

Strandet at self-created limitations
Horizons fenced with words
Thoughts of right and wrong
Shaking, breaking

Waves of fixed measurements
Strike against the bank of tolerance
On a rigid sea called non-acceptance
Water of no space

Accompanied by fear and pride
Defended knowledge of scarred injuries
Fortress against hostile attackings
House of a snail

Ship of prison in the mind
Should weigh its anchor
To be free from thoughts and words
From luring wishes of these worlds

Like an eagle fly above all clouds…

DidiArtist, 13.01.2019

 
 

Truth is ONE


 

One is the truth
Is like the sun
Which embraces us
With her sun-races

Some feel more light
Other less…
We are the ones that separate us
From the sunlight in grades and shades

However, truth is ONE
Eternally and unchangeable
Is beyond time and space
Life and death

God is this truth
Silence of true life
Is light without shadows
Love without spots

DidiArtist, 18.06.2017

 

Cold as ice


cold as ice

 

Is it clever – to appear clever
And to be paid for it?

Is it clever – to speculate on people
And benefit from them?

Is it clever – to propagate truth
And to hide the lie

Is it clever – to help
And to bath in generousity?

Is it clever – to take
Instead of sharing, giving?

Cleverness that selfishly uses others
Is cold and has no heart

DidiArtist, 05.01.2014

 

 

Reflection


Spaces full of worlds
On streets of life
Travelling strewn at large
Meetings and greetings

Brains behind shapes
Illusive securities
Walls of separations
Unheared thoughts

Informative floods reach
The seat of being
Overcome borders:
Place of loneliness

Pool of thoughts react
Cause ripples of brain-waves
Penetrate barriers – establish
Cosmic-neural connections

Thoughts slop over
Become ramified with foreign worlds
Brains – in interactions
No longer secret, no loneliness…

The moral of this poem:
When we think bad of someone
It will reach that person one way or another
As our thoughts seek connections…

We are all connected
Are a cosmic neural network

We are a mirror of our own thoughts…

DidiArtist, 24.09.2018

 

Accept or reject


 

All what is good for us we accept
All what we consider bad for us we reject
However, often it turns out later
That it was good medicine for us

How many times
We misunderstood it
How many times
We missed this opportunity…

DidiArtist, 07.07.2018

 

Kabir and King Ibrahim: story about ego/pride and humbleness


 

 

Story told by Sant Kirpal Singh in His book “The light of Kirpal”

 

Ibrahim was a Saint, he was a king who left his kingdom and came to Kabir, lived with Him for three, four years. He was quite obedient and did not ask for anything. Whatever was given to him he would eat. He would do whatever he was told to do, like a bought slave. So Loi, the mother of the house, told Kabir, “Well, he is quite ready, will You give him something now?” And Kabir told her, “No, his vessel is not yet ready.” She said, “What more is wanted? He is very obedient; he does not say anything; whatever you give him, he eats; he never grumbles.” “All right, tomorrow morning when he goes out of the door of the house, you put all of the refuse of the house into a basket and throw it over his head. Then, listen to what he says.” Next morning when Ibrahim went out of the house, Loi put all the house refuse over his head. Ibrahim said, “Now! Had this been Bokhara . . .” (He was the king of Bokhara, you see), “this would not have been.” His ego was still there . . . “I am a great man living at His door.” When she told Kabir, He said, “1 told you, his vessel is not yet ready.” Then some years passed. He remained there for more than ten years. Then one day Kabir said, “Now the vessel is ready.” Loi said, “There is no difference outwardly.” [Kabir:] “All right, tomorrow morning when he goes out, just throw all of the night waste over his head.” The next morning she did so. Ibrahim said, “God, I am worse than that.” And Kabir said, “Didn’t I tell you? He’s now ready, you see.”

 

 

 

Beyond the mind


 

When do we see
Not with eyes
Of mind
The truth?

When do we hear
Not with outer ears
The sound of love
The silence alive?

When do we taste
No longer pleasure, power
But food of light
The inner sight?

When do we smell
No longer profit, advantage
But sweet compassion
Fragrance of unity?

When do we feel
Divine touch
That all is one
The inner sun?

So let us share respect
Love for everyone
As all we are a ray
Of such a loving sun

So let us live the inner world
Beyond the mind and senses
And bring the light of oneness
Awakening of our hearts

DidiArtist, 07.10.2012

 

Back to the roots


 

Transportation
From heart to body
Roots in the light
Colour of a rainbow
Penetrating
Illuminating
All corners
Of our being

Heart drinks
Golden light
Enfolding
Divine petals
Source of beauty
Dance beyond time
Transformation
In deep silence

Sunlight returns home
With no words
In unity, oneness
Voice of the light
Flowing with tears
Into the ocean
Of all-embracing love

DidiArtist, 04.09.2012

Dawn of light


 

The morning rises
Strong and powerful
Embraces the world
A sunshine beam
Bringing light
To every heart
Every eye
Transporting the light
From eye to eye
From heart to heart

Shadows fade in light
Understanding arises
The end of selfish mind
The love to praise

The morning rises
Time to wake up
Star at night
Sun in day
To bring the light
In every house
To make it stay
Embracing everyone

DidiArtist, 02.12.2008

 

A walk through the time


 

Parachuters jump into time
Carry seeds of life
Past reactions, to awake
Between now and then

Woven dreams become real
Rise of hidden wishes
Open flower life
Among unpaid bills

Moments in hands
Slipping time
Dyeing life
Blooming actions

Without a single move
Inner silence arises
Birth of life
Beyond time and space

Breath of eternal light
In the beat of love

DidiArtist 04.09.2012

 

The highest task in human life – quote by Sant Kirpal Singh


The highest task in human life is to recognize oneself and to recognize God. Life is not about accumulating possessions, but about entering into the higher life, coming into contact with the higher life, or one could say to be filled with the higher life within. We are conscious beings and when this conscious being comes into contact with the All-consciousness, it will fill us with even more consciousness. How do we stand now? We behave as if we were the body, so much so that we can no longer distinguish our self from the body. So self-knowledge precedes God-knowledge. And so it is now a matter of practice how one can recognize one’s self and then our own self will be able to recognize God or see God.

Sant Kirpal Singh