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ask Meera.
My regards to all.
132. Love.
What does the seed know of its own potential?
It is the same with man:
he doesn’t know what he is nor what he can be!
The seed, perhaps, cannot look within but man can.
This looking in is called meditation.
To know one’s truth
as it is here and now is meditation.
Dive into it, deeper and deeper;
there, in the depths, all that is possible
can be clearly seen.
And once seen it begins to happen –
the awareness of what is possible turns it into a reality,
like a seed stirred by a vision of its potential
beginning to sprout.
Time, effort, energy – pour it all into meditation
because meditation is the gateless gate through which
the self becomes aware of itself.
133. Love.
Nothing in life is sure – except death,
otherwise life is another name for insecurity.
When this is realized
the desire for security simply vanishes.
To accept insecurity is to become free of it.
Uncertainty will stay in the mind
because that is its nature.
Don’t worry about it
because that will add fuel to it.
Just let the mind be, where it is,
and you go into meditation.
You are not the mind
so where is the problem of the mind?
Leave the darkness where it is
and just light your lamp.
Are you going to think carefully and then surrender?
O mad one! Surrender is a leap outside thought.
Either jump or don’t jump
but for God’s sake don’t ponder over it!
134. Love.
Theism is another name for infinite hope.
It is patience,
it is waiting,
it is trust in leela,
in the play of life,
and therefore with theism complaining cannot be.
Theism is acceptance,
it is surrender –
acceptance of what is beyond the self
and surrender to the source of the self.
In 1914 a fire broke out in
Thomas Edison’s laboratory.
Machinery worth millions
and all the papers pertaining to his lifelong research
were burnt to ashes.
Hearing of this tragedy his son Charles
came looking for him
and he found him standing by the side
enjoying the sight of the leaping flames.
On seeing Charles, Edison said to him: Where is your mother?
Go and find her and bring her here quickly;
such a sight she will never see again!
The next day, walking amidst the ashes
of his hopes and dreams,
the 67 year-old inventor said:
What benefit there is in destruction!
All our mistakes have been burnt to ashes, thank God!
Now we can begin afresh, all over again!
God’s grace is endless.
We just need the eyes to see it.
135. Love.
Wittgenstein has said somewhere:
Of that which one cannot speak,
one should remain silent.
Oh, if only this advice was heeded
there would be no useless arguments about truth!
That-which-is cannot be spoken of.
Whatever is said in words is not,
cannot be,
that-which-is.
Truth is beyond words,
only silence is related to truth.
But silence is very difficult;
the mind wants to speak even of that
which is beyond words.
Really, the mind is the only barrier to silence.
Silence belongs to the state of no-mind.
A preacher came to address some small children.
Before beginning he put a question to them:
If you were asked to address a gathering
of such intelligent boys and girls
who expect a good lecture from you,
and if you had nothing to speak on,
what would you say?
A small child replied: I would keep quiet.
I would keep quiet.
This child-like simplicity is needed to experiment with silence.
136. Love.
Sannyas is a pilgrimage to Mt. Everest –
naturally there are difficulties on the way.
But the fruits of determination are sweet too,
so bear everything calmly and joyously
but don’t give up your commitment.
Serve your mother even more than before –
sannyas is not a running away from responsibility.
Your family is not to be given up,
rather you have to make the whole world your family.
Encourage your mother to take sannyas too.
Tell her: You have seen enough of the world,
now raise your eyes towards God.
But make sure she is caused no trouble on your account.
This doesn’t mean giving in or compromising –
sannyas knows no compromise.
Strong, bold and resolute is the soul of sannyas.
137. Love.
Love does not discriminate
even in dreams,
and in that love which is prayer too,
there are no distinctions at all.
Now I am no more.
The word I is simply a convenience
and as such causes many difficulties.
When the clouds of the I disappear
nothing remains but love –
love without cause,
unconditional love.
Here I stand in the marketplace:
who is ready to come and take it from me?
Kabir stands in the marketplace, torch in hand.
If you are ready to burn your house down, come with me.
138. Love.
Ah, if the veena were outside you could hear its music,
but it is inside
and we do not hear it.
But we can become one with it.
And how much is music worth that ends with listening?
Ultimately the musician, the veena, the music,
the listener
are not separate.
Look inside,
go within,
and see who is waiting there for you.
139. Love.
The springs of meditation are close at hand
but the layers of suppressed sex work like rocks.
The repression of sex has choked your life with anger,
its smoke pervades your whole personality.
When you were meditating in front of me the other day
I saw all this very clearly,
but I could also see that your will is very strong too,
your thirst for God is also strong
and you are working hard,
so there is no need to be disheartened.
Difficulties are there,
blocks are there,
but they will disintegrate
because the breaker is not yet broken.
Meditate totally and soon the springs will be reached.
But you have to put your whole being at stake –
nothing less will do.
Hold back a bit and you will miss.
Time is short so gather all your strength;
whilst the opportunity is here
your effort must be total.
It is difficult to say whether you will have such an opportunity
in another life, so everything must be finished in this one.
If the gates don’t open this time
you will have to start from the very beginning next time –
and then it is far from sure that I will be with you.
In your last life you worked for it
but the work was not completed;
and it was the same in the life before that.
For three lives you have repeated the same cycle
again and again –
it is time now to break it.
It is already late,
any further delay would be foolish.
My regards to all.
140. Love.
The meaning of sadhana
is to enter into one’s own nature,
to live in it,
to be it.
One must therefore know what is not one’s nature
so as to be aware what one wants to be free of.
Recognizing it becomes freedom from it.
A disciple of Bankei asked him:
I become overwhelmed by anger.
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