Right understanding 7 – by Sant Kirpal Singh


My dear blogging friends,
Here another continued video of the series: Right Understanding – by Sant Kirpal Singh

Good digestion
Didi
 
 

 
 

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Justification and confirmation


 

In the labyrinth of life
Dead ends are entered
With pride as a drive
Manipulated, mentored

False sights ensnared
In the light of others
Confirmed, impaired
Trap for sisters, brothers

A barb in the heart
To spread illusion
Mind of the art
Black blood infusion

Houses built on sandy grounds
With bricks of charming words
That leave the truth in wounds
To raise illusive worlds

Flattered ways prepared
Where feet are lost
With filth besmeared
The light in frost

Dressed in uniforms
Following the cross
Of worn out norms
In ignorance and loss

A chorus of praise
Along the sky
A costly price
So why…?

DidiArtist, 07.03.2012

 

They cannot be mistaken…


 

When many people do the same
It is not the guaranty
That this is the right thing
What they are doing

Truth cannot be backed
By a large amount of people
Based on quantities
But founded on qualities

In this way many are mislead
Inspite of their argument:
Many cannot be mistaken…

Blessed are those with right understanding…

DidiArtist, 27.03.2018

 

Play of the mind


 

Far and near perspectives:

If we see our world from far
All is one, united
If we come closer
All is separated

Separation in Oneness

However, in reality
There is no far, no near
All is connected, one
Beyond separation

Macrocosm lies in microcosm
And microcosm in Macrocosm

We see the world
According to our understanding

All is a game of the mind…

We need to change
The angle of our perspective…
To change our understanding…
Develop right understanding…

DidiArtist, 01.04.2018

Watcher of life


 

 

Outside all is changing
Whirls of passing times
Bubbles of coming and going
Morphing moments

Inside all seems the same
Carries my being along the time
Knowing to know
It is me, center of my Self

May be a bit wiser
Through walking experiences
Fragrance of knowledge
That clings to my Self

While the world turns
Faster and faster
A carousel of changing moments
Infuses its magic

My Self in the eye
Of Noting and All
Surrounded by a storm
Of a kaleidoscopic illusion…

DidiArtist, 04.11.2018

 

Dreaming life


 

 

 

We dream our life
In all facets
Spin the thread
Multi-dimensionally

Immerse in the depth
Dream we are awake
Stumble over Illusions
Grasping void

Take us by our hands
Dreaming life together
Virtual matrix
Fed and shadowy life

We enter spaces
Whole Universes
Lose us in echos
On the pulse of time

Separate our being
To taste unique life
Experience happiness
In endless wishes

Chained to attachments
We carry heavy loads
Fall victim to them
Deceptive promises

Deeply we sleep in this world
Not knowing we are sleeping
We dream our life
To be alive

Time to be awake
To leave own reflection
Shadow matrix
To live real life

DidiArtist, 08.08.2018

 
 

 

Path of truth


 

Truth may diviate so much
Of how we understand our world view
That it would trigger a shock in us
Would we really see the truth
As it is

At once our whole conception of the world
Would be upside down…

Therefore: development is necessary
“Seeing is believing!”

May we all advance
On the path of truth

DidiArtist, 30.03.2018

 

Colour of God


colour-of-god

 

Some are so much confused
They mistake love for blind hate
Some twist peace with violence
While others hide behind the name of God
Commiting murder in their blind hate
A fire burns in them: – the fire of hell?
They come with lies and promises from ambush
Enticing other persons without shame
To infect them with their illness and fire –
Who do not know the difference of love and hate
Manipulating them as their marionettes
However, many good people are out there
Who really know from their hearts:
Love does not know any violence
As it is the true colour of God…

DidiArtist, 06.01.2017

 

Crack in time and space


 

Our world separates
Day from night
Good from evil
Love from hate
Big from small
Hot from cold
Poor from rich
Stupid from clever
Greed from generosity
Matter from spirit
Values from opposites

This crack
In our world
Is our duality
Is Maya in our mind
An outer appearance
Merged with our senses
Is illusion
Separating us
From the whole
From Oneness

DidiArtist, 07.05.2017

Already One


 

 

Consciousness has no limits
It is the mind, the ego the I in us
That draws borders
Splits us from the whole

Within the separation
Flows consciousness
Is connected to everything
In eternal existence

Splitting: between you and me
Subject and object
Is a big deception, illusion
Because everything rests within itself

Everything flows in silence
Without movement
Has no time nor space
The ego dreams that dream

Overlapping flowing units
Form contents of consciousness
Are connected in small and big things
Walk in the stream: consciousness

The unit lives for itself
Is flowingly connected
Invisible from star to star
From man to man

We are still dreaming and yet we are already one…

DidiArtist, 29.06.2019

 
 

Mind versus soul


 

 

Mind needs nearness and warmth
Limits love to a few
Is I-oriented, complacent
Intoxicated by l and mine

Soul is like a universe
Where everyone can take a seat
Nobody forgotten, excluded
Love that embraces the universe…

Mind watches jealously
That nothing is taken from what it “owns”
Rarely is satisfied
With what it has

Soul lives and lets live
Embodies all-encompassing love
Is sunlight and warmth
For all creatures

Mind separates, breaks in two
Words and persons
Replaces happiness with wishes
Reaps ups and downs

Soul builds up, puts together
Is one with everything
United consciousness
Breathes happiness and eternity

DidiArtist, 29.06.2019

 
 

Life: weaving dreams


 

 

 

Life creates, unites, renews
Flows into the abyys: night
Returns: in dawn of light
Like breathing waves washed ashore:
Coming and going, day and night

Life unites, renews
Gathers prepared spirits
A journey on the rope
Of time and space
Morphing dance

Life renews
Dies and lives
Between moments
Weaves the dream
Of being

Dreams split
Give birth to
Breaking senses
Separate awareness
Opens vistas

Collective dreams
Life and death
Beyond time and space
Silence in eternity
Release: – reality, duality…

Spins the thread Illusion…

DidiArtist, 01.08.2018

 

 

 

Happy or/and Sad


 

 

Is the purpose of life
To be happy or/and sad?

Or is it to be neutrally happy
Detached from the tentacles of the mind?

To detach us from I and mine
To surrender to Him and His?

To walk in the will of God
To become One with Him?

As long there is I and mine
We are separated from the Ocean of Oneness…

Then we only sit in the boat
Of happiness and sadness rotating…

The boat of I and mine…

DidiArtist, 25.06.2019

 
 

What was first…


 

 

What was first?
Chicken or egg?

– 0r –

Mass or energy (binding energy)?

So mass is energy
And energy is mass

Together something beyond
Our binding seeing, thinking, perceiving
Beyond imagination…

From Oneness
Into relative conditions separated…

DidiArtis, 21.06.2019

 
 

Dangerous ways


 

 

How many things do we mix
Put in the same pot
Lose the sharp look
To differentiate?

Slip in thoughts
Are deluded in results
Stay in the wilderness
In the jungle of ignorance

How many things do we declare
To know them, without knowing
Without personal experiences
Adopt, accept without checking?

Are proud of acquired opinions
Soup of light and shadow
We defend angrily, vehemently
Leaving traces of violence

So we eat our meal
Convinced of its taste
Ignoring the risk
To upset the stomach of our spirit…

DidiArtis, 15.06.2019

 
 

Without identity


 

 

I don’t have my own way
Because what I am,
Is not my own

It is borrowed life
God-given
Lives outside as ego, mind

Takes own ways
Drinks from the straw of power
Wants to rule, wants to be itself

Is proud of itself
Looks in the mirror
Shows its personality

But nothing belongs to me
Since everything is God
Nothing, but God

Should I belong to myself
Then I am in bondage to my ego
Following the voice of my mind

Emptiness carries me
Its abundance
To be His soul

Only you, oh God, you are
Everything else is a phantom
That separates me from you
(That separates You from you)

I live in this storm
Of All and Nothing
Sirens of the mind, of being me.

Voices that invite, tempt
Wanting to dye me
Into the glue of the mind

No, I am not existing
I do not have an identity
It is You who dwells all within me…

It is only You…

DidiArtist, 12.02.2019

 
 

Holographic world


 

 

A crack through dream and reality
Separates day from night
Good and evil, light from darkness
Leaves traces of opposites

Devides life and death
Along time and space
Mirrors in itself:
Birth of endless creations

Fragmented perception
A permanent break in being
Between All and Nothing:
Walking time pearls in eternity

Galaxies expand
Exhale stardust
Devine breath:
Heart-beat of the universe

Devoured in living dreams
As sparkling parallel-worlds
Bubbles of spaces
Appearing out of nothing

Stars sing a song
Song of unity
Connected with everything and nothing
Beyond all cosmic cracks…

DidiArtist, 10.02.2019

 
 

Dream of life


 

 

Empty pages fill up
With life and strength
Words form
Thoughts flow

Presence, a spinning thread
In the seal of light and shadow
Gives expression
Projects reality

Looking holds on to itself
Observes how life writes:
Performance, human theatre
Morphing scenery

Ears hear movements
The echo, the trace
The noise of blood
On white paper

Sound and beat of the heart
Make features visible
Dream of Yes and No
Jerk through time and space

Empty pages fill up
In the deep moment
Drawing boundaries
Turning life into duality…

DidiArtist, 09.02.2019

 
 

Right Understanding – Sant Kirpal Singh


 

Dear blogging friends,

Today I want to share with you some really profound words about “Right Understanding”
For you all a heart-felt greeting
Didi

 


 

Yogis leave the world, Rishis, Munis leave and the Sant who is sent by God leaves the world, but the Param Sant (God Himself) never leaves… …with Him we must come in contact.
 
 

Conversation with God


 

 

God and I in space alone
and nobody else in view.
“And where are the people, O Lord,” I said,
“the earth below and the sky o’er head
and the dead whom once I knew?”

“That was a dream,” God smiled and said,
“A dream that seemed to be true.
There were no people, living or dead,
there was no earth, and no sky o’er head;
there was only Myself — in you.”

“Why do I feel no fear,” I asked,
“meeting You here this way?
For I have sinned I know full well–
and is there heaven, and is there hell,
and is this the Judgment Day?”

“Nay, those were but dreams,”
the Great God said,
“Dreams that have ceased to be.
There are no such things as fear or sin;
there is no you — you never have been–
there is nothing at all
but Me.”

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox