Kirpal Sagar History – Part 3


My dear friends,

Please, find below the 3rd part of Kirpal Sagar’s history.

Again have my gratitude for your paying attention to this video.

Blessings to everyone
Didi

 

 

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Scenes of Kirpal Sagar • Feb. 2018 • Part V • Shabad by Ash Kaur


Dear friends,

Some more impressions of Kirpal Sagar.

May God bless you all
Didi

 

 

More information about Kirpal Sagar: http://www.kirpal-sagar.org/en/

My world I dream of


 

Nations with no borders
Harmony between them
Religions come together
United in God
Brothers and sisters
In one voice
Interchanging help

Wappons burried
No more worried
Sun of unity
Speaking hearts
Hand in hand
Light in words
Truth in deeds

Happiness in every eye
Anchored humanity
In all hearts
Free from violence
From hate and anger
Lust and ego
Detached from wishes

Hand in hand
Bondage of love
Between nations, peoples
Cultures and people
No more wars
Not in words
Not in deeds
But lovely thoughts

United – One
Brotherhood
Humanity
Living truth
Living love
In every house

DidiArtist, 01.07.2017

 

 

Believe in the heart


 

Tears in my heart,
Reflecting in the sun,
Smoothly carry life.
Flowers in the air,
Coloured in the breath.

You, the light ,
The path in moments,
Hand in hand,
To follow heart,
A rose of my life,
A dance of souls

Fountain of my happiness,
Life in my life,
How quickly a man can fall
On the edge of a mountain
With the wrong choice
That mind has suggested

Tears in my heart,
Listen to it,
And truth reveals;
For mind is blind,
Lost in the moment.

Listen to your heart
And feel the true colours
The rainbow touching you
Believe in the heart
Not in the mind
A fool of black and white

DidiArtist, 20.04.2010

 

Kirpal Sagar – History – Part 1


Dear friends,

Be cordially invited to see this History of Kirpal Sagar. Some more videos will follow.

For those who are really interested in spirituality, not because it is in fashion, but in their hearts, sincere seekers of the truth – these videos will fill your heart with love and peace providing many answers.

Thanks for your attention, my dear friends.
Love, light and life – to everyone!
Wishing you a good time with this video.

Didi

Love for God


 

The water is running
From top of the mountain
And so is God’s grace
From heaven to earth

Separating love is
No love, is limited

Do we build houses to put
The foundation stone at last?

Do we start loving a few like
Family, friends, spouses
And forget the rest?

When we start loving God
It is the foundation stone
For the home of love
Offering space for everyone

DidiArtist, 03.04.2017

 

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

“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.

 

 

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

 

Moments of life


 

Moments engraved
On timeless paper
Squeeze the life
Out of the moment
Solidify in the time
Painted in eternity

Life rushes forward
Without past, future
Lives in the very moment
Loses in time
Sounds in echos
Lived-loved glance

Remains back
In fixed expressions
Touches only the presence
In shadowy memories
What once used to be alive
Now lies dead, a copied something

Accumulated and beaded life
Supplied by space and time
The moment does not stay
Devides in silent progress
Rising from the past and future
Free from time and space

DidiArtis, 14.01.2015

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

 

Analogy


 

 

Where time is
Is space
Where space is
Is time
Is time infinitive
Space is infinitive
Is time same as space
Space is same as time

And what am i?
A time-space…

Where life is
Is death
Where death is
Is life
Is life growing infinitely
Death is growing infinitely
Is death same as life
Life is same as death

And what am i?
Dead-living, living-dead?
A wordless word?
Thoughtless thought?

I am the time
Because I am living and dying
I am the space
Because I am the time

I am a living-dying time-space
A wordless word
A thoughtless thought

DidiArtist, 23.08.1986

 

At the beach of memories


 

 

Marbled patterns
In the sand
Wind of moments
Writing living stories
Smell
Of touching glimpses

Sound of time
Like waves
Rinsing ashore
Reading in the past
The dance of light
Rewinded life

Transparent pearls
Filling the eyes
While gulls screaming
Bringing presence
A tear to yesterday
A smile today
Releasing the moment
On sandy pages

DidiArtist, 07.08.2010

 

Inexpressible


 

Life is abyss
Between here and now
Ripping worlds
Creating breaks

Depth in knowledge
Disintegrates, separates
Birth of answers, questions
Break of being

Drop and ocean likewise
Search of sense of life
How and what
From where and where to

That what is
Is not
And that what is not
Is

Observer of being
With eyes from non-being
Incomprehensible comprehension
Multiplicity from void

Framed worlds
Woven in each other
Penetrate
Always wrestling

Foot in front of the abyss
Spirit without words
No being, no non-being
Thoughtless thought

Time without space
Light without shadows
Shadows unborn
Space without time

Creation…

DidiArtist, 07.03.2013