Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Towards freedom from corruption
From being perceived as a country of snake charmers to becoming a hub of IT and rediscovered spirituality, the image of India has had a makeover in recent years. Only the power of spirituality can help resolve the problems we face today. M K Gandhi used this power to help India secure independence.
While India has been fortunate to have an entire generation that dedicated itself to the cause of freedom, there is another that has driven the country into the morass of corruption and crime.
We need people of character and honesty to check corruption. Corruption begins where a sense of belonging ends. Corruption is present at many levels of society; the first level is in the minds of the general public. We tell God that if You do this work of mine then i will offer something to You. Let alone our bosses, we don't even spare God. Secondly, there are bribe givers and takers at the official level. The third level of corruption is at the ministerial level. The Lokpal Bill seeks to address this problem.
Lack of faith, belongingness, human values, sacrifice and service attitude are all causes of corruption, as also selfish motives and a sense of insecurity. It is when you feel so insecure and think that money is the only power or strength, then you become corrupt to the core. There is a lack of role models and inspiring examples at the highest levels. Also lack of stringent laws and effective enforcement of existing laws engender corruption at all levels.
Corruption starts where belongingness ends. Nobody will ever ask for a bribe from his family and dear ones. The means through which we can spread belongingness is spirituality. Work hard, be self-sufficient and stand on your own feet. We have to instil the belief that whatever is yours, you will get. Inner strength and awareness needs to be awakened. Only then, constructive change is possible.
The younger generation has to resolve to save the country and its people from corruption and crime.
They have to take responsibility on their own and strive for sustainable development and realise that they have a huge potential and strength to achieve whatever they want. The youth need to believe that it is possible to be creative and productive without losing the humanness that is intrinsic in us. Spirituality kindles, sustains and enhances enthusiasm and enthusiasm is what drives us towards achieving our goals.
One Hand Clapping
Zen story that offers deep insight through a master-seeker interaction on the latter’s search for Truth..
Master Mokuray lived in the Kanin temple. He was known as Silent Thunder. Lightening is always accompanied by thunder. So, the oxymoron ‘silent thunder’ appears to be contradictory because thunder means presence of sound, whereas if one is silent, can there be any sound?
A young boy, Toyo, would come to the temple every day. While working there, he would observe people entering the master’s room. They would sit there for some time and then emerge from the room. This happened daily. Curious, Toyo wanted to know what happened inside the master’s room.
The Zen Routine
Once salutation to the master (vajrasana) was over, the disciple entered the master’s room and asked for a koan, a kind of a puzzle that cannot be solved by rational thinking, but only by instinctive knowing. Then the disciple meditated upon that koan the entire day. The next day, he would go to see the master and tell him whatever answer he would find or understand. Now, the answer would be right only when the disciple was supremely awakened. Before that one could never get the right answer. So the disciple went to the master, answered the koan and if the answer was wrong, the master would say so.
One day, when master Mokuray came out, Toyo ran to him and said, “Master, I too want to become a Zen disciple, a student.” Mokuray said, “My dear, you are still very young.”
One Fine Day
Finally, one day, the master relented and said, “Okay, today you too may come in.” Toyo was elated. He went home, had a bath, wore clean, fresh clothes and returned to the temple. Then he followed all the steps that he had learnt by observing all the disciples. With eyes lowered to the ground, he walked slowly, sounded the gong and after performing the salutation three times, he entered the master’s room. Mokuray was sitting on the chair. Toyo sat down in vajrasana and with folded hands requested Mokuray, “O Master, please tell me what you tell the others.” The master replied, “Well then, go and listen to the sound of one hand clapping.”
Toyo offered his obeisance and came out of the master’s room. He went to his own room and sat down trying to listen to the sound of one hand clapping. It so happened, that a geisha lived close by. On hearing her song, Toyo thought, “The sound coming from her throat does not involve clapping of two hands.” He eagerly ran to his master and said, “Master, I have found the answer in just one day.”
Mokuray said, “So, what is the answer?” Toyo instantly replied, “It is the sound of the geisha’s singing”. Mokuray said, “This answer is not correct. Go and meditate again.”
Toyo returned to his room and started to contemplate on the sound of one hand clapping. And after much thinking, his mind started to calm down when he heard the dripping sound of water coming from a tap. “Aha,” he thought, “this sound doesn’t involve the clapping of two hands, so this must be the right answer.”
Sound Of One Hand Clapping
Again he ran to his master and enthusiastically said, “I have got the answer — it is the sound of water dripping.” But the master said, “Wrong! When the water drops, it drops, it hits the stone below. This means the drop is one hand and the stone below is the other hand, hence this cannot be the sound of one hand clapping.”
Toyo returned home disappointed. Soon he started to contemplate again. Weeks passed by.... If you were to try to understand the meaning of such a complex, enigmatic question, what will you do?
You are simply sitting and initially you will be aware of your body. Slowly you will start becoming aware of your breath — without even realising, you will have started to meditate. And the same happened with Toyo. In such a subtle way, he started to enter the state of meditativeness.
One night, he heard the sound made by an owl. In the morning, he ran to his master and said, “The sound made by the owl is the answer.” Mokuray said, “Wrong.” Neither was the answer the rustling of the wind.
Toyo began to spend more time in meditation, and one fine day his subconscious mind became completely quiet, stilled. Complete thoughtlessness happened to him. And that day he finally got the answer.
The sound of one hand clapping — he finally knew it, he understood it. But this time he did not run to his master. The day he realised the truth, there was no need left for him to run to the master, no need left at all.
Master Mokuray lived in the Kanin temple. He was known as Silent Thunder. Lightening is always accompanied by thunder. So, the oxymoron ‘silent thunder’ appears to be contradictory because thunder means presence of sound, whereas if one is silent, can there be any sound?
A young boy, Toyo, would come to the temple every day. While working there, he would observe people entering the master’s room. They would sit there for some time and then emerge from the room. This happened daily. Curious, Toyo wanted to know what happened inside the master’s room.
The Zen Routine
Once salutation to the master (vajrasana) was over, the disciple entered the master’s room and asked for a koan, a kind of a puzzle that cannot be solved by rational thinking, but only by instinctive knowing. Then the disciple meditated upon that koan the entire day. The next day, he would go to see the master and tell him whatever answer he would find or understand. Now, the answer would be right only when the disciple was supremely awakened. Before that one could never get the right answer. So the disciple went to the master, answered the koan and if the answer was wrong, the master would say so.
One day, when master Mokuray came out, Toyo ran to him and said, “Master, I too want to become a Zen disciple, a student.” Mokuray said, “My dear, you are still very young.”
One Fine Day
Finally, one day, the master relented and said, “Okay, today you too may come in.” Toyo was elated. He went home, had a bath, wore clean, fresh clothes and returned to the temple. Then he followed all the steps that he had learnt by observing all the disciples. With eyes lowered to the ground, he walked slowly, sounded the gong and after performing the salutation three times, he entered the master’s room. Mokuray was sitting on the chair. Toyo sat down in vajrasana and with folded hands requested Mokuray, “O Master, please tell me what you tell the others.” The master replied, “Well then, go and listen to the sound of one hand clapping.”
Toyo offered his obeisance and came out of the master’s room. He went to his own room and sat down trying to listen to the sound of one hand clapping. It so happened, that a geisha lived close by. On hearing her song, Toyo thought, “The sound coming from her throat does not involve clapping of two hands.” He eagerly ran to his master and said, “Master, I have found the answer in just one day.”
Mokuray said, “So, what is the answer?” Toyo instantly replied, “It is the sound of the geisha’s singing”. Mokuray said, “This answer is not correct. Go and meditate again.”
Toyo returned to his room and started to contemplate on the sound of one hand clapping. And after much thinking, his mind started to calm down when he heard the dripping sound of water coming from a tap. “Aha,” he thought, “this sound doesn’t involve the clapping of two hands, so this must be the right answer.”
Sound Of One Hand Clapping
Again he ran to his master and enthusiastically said, “I have got the answer — it is the sound of water dripping.” But the master said, “Wrong! When the water drops, it drops, it hits the stone below. This means the drop is one hand and the stone below is the other hand, hence this cannot be the sound of one hand clapping.”
Toyo returned home disappointed. Soon he started to contemplate again. Weeks passed by.... If you were to try to understand the meaning of such a complex, enigmatic question, what will you do?
You are simply sitting and initially you will be aware of your body. Slowly you will start becoming aware of your breath — without even realising, you will have started to meditate. And the same happened with Toyo. In such a subtle way, he started to enter the state of meditativeness.
One night, he heard the sound made by an owl. In the morning, he ran to his master and said, “The sound made by the owl is the answer.” Mokuray said, “Wrong.” Neither was the answer the rustling of the wind.
Toyo began to spend more time in meditation, and one fine day his subconscious mind became completely quiet, stilled. Complete thoughtlessness happened to him. And that day he finally got the answer.
The sound of one hand clapping — he finally knew it, he understood it. But this time he did not run to his master. The day he realised the truth, there was no need left for him to run to the master, no need left at all.
Raksha Bandhan
This full moon is dedicated to the seers -- the Rishis. It is also called the Raksha bandhan. Bandhan means bondage, Raksha means protection. A bondage that protects you - Your bondage to the knowledge, to the master, to the truth, to The Self, all Save You. A Rope Can Be Tied To Either Protect Or Strangle You. The Small Mind and Mundane things can strangle you. The big mind or knowledge saves you. Raksha Bandhan is that bondage that saves you.
You are bound by your bondage to the Satsang. Your bondage to the master, to the truth, to the ancient knowledge of the rishis, and that is your saviour.
Bandhan is bonding and bonding is essential in life. Let the bonding be divine in a life free from bondage.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Calm inside...
Sri Sri: Be calm from the inside and act whenever required. You should stand up and fight if necessary; but don’t keep the fight inside yourself. Usually we fight inside and keep quiet on the outside. We should do the opposite. With meditation, it becomes easy to bring about this change. The power of satva and the power of meditation make it easy.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Temple of Love
The temple of love is not love itself;
True love is the treasure,
Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration,
But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches you-
The beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else,
The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.
True love is the treasure,
Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration,
But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches you-
The beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else,
The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.
Thursday, August 04, 2011
Shravan Maas, Shravan Mahina
The month of Shravan is the fifth month of the Hindu calender beginning from Chaitra, and is the most auspicious month of the Chaturmas. On Purnima or fullmoon day, or during the course of the month the star 'Shravan' rules the sky, hence the month is called Shravan.
This month is spread out with innumerably religious festivals and ceremonies and almost all the days of this month are auspicious.
Legend has it that the Samudra Manthan(Churning of Ocean) took place in this month and Lord Shiva drank the poison HalaHala to save the world and as a result of it the throat of Shiva became blue in color and he came to be known by the name of Neelakanth.
Shravan is considered the holiest month of the year. Each monday of this month, known as Shravana Somvar, is a special day of Shiva worship/ Rudra Puja. Temples where the dharanatra hangs over the linga or the idol to bathe it with holy water, day and night. Devotees pile the linga high with Bel leaves and flowers and fast till sunset. The nandadeep (24 hour lamp) burns steadily in the temples.
Monday, August 01, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
If you never searched for the truth
If you never searched for the truth
come with us
and you will become a seeker.
If you were never a musician
come with us
and you will find your voice.
You may posses immense wealth
come with us
and you will become love's beggar.
You may think yourself a master
come with us
and love will turn you into a slave.
If you've lost your spirit,
come with us
take off your silk coverings,
put on our rough cloak
and we will bring you back to life.
In our gathering one candle lights hundreds,
we will light your path and give you courage
so you will open like a flower
and join in our joyous laughter.
Plant the seed of truth and watch it grow
when it spreads its branches
come with us and sit under the blossoms.
Your eyes will open to the secret of Truth.
come with us
and you will become a seeker.
If you were never a musician
come with us
and you will find your voice.
You may posses immense wealth
come with us
and you will become love's beggar.
You may think yourself a master
come with us
and love will turn you into a slave.
If you've lost your spirit,
come with us
take off your silk coverings,
put on our rough cloak
and we will bring you back to life.
In our gathering one candle lights hundreds,
we will light your path and give you courage
so you will open like a flower
and join in our joyous laughter.
Plant the seed of truth and watch it grow
when it spreads its branches
come with us and sit under the blossoms.
Your eyes will open to the secret of Truth.
Dear Heart,
Sit only under a tree
that is full of blossoms
sit only with those who know and understand you.
In the bazaar of herbs and potions
do not wander aimlessly find a potion that is sweet.
If you are not careful people will rob you in no time
you will take counterfeit coins for real.
Do not fill your bowl with food from every pot you see.
Not every joke is humorous, not every eye can see,
not every sea is full of pearls,
do not search for meaning where there isn’t one.
Dear Heart,
Lay down your head
and one by one let go of all distractions.
Sing the song of longing like nightingale
and let its sound cast a spell on every stone, on every thorn.
Embrace the light and let it guide you
beyond the winds of desire,
there you will find a spring that will nourish your spirit
and by its sweet waters like a tree
you will bear fruit for ever.
that is full of blossoms
sit only with those who know and understand you.
In the bazaar of herbs and potions
do not wander aimlessly find a potion that is sweet.
If you are not careful people will rob you in no time
you will take counterfeit coins for real.
Do not fill your bowl with food from every pot you see.
Not every joke is humorous, not every eye can see,
not every sea is full of pearls,
do not search for meaning where there isn’t one.
Dear Heart,
Lay down your head
and one by one let go of all distractions.
Sing the song of longing like nightingale
and let its sound cast a spell on every stone, on every thorn.
Embrace the light and let it guide you
beyond the winds of desire,
there you will find a spring that will nourish your spirit
and by its sweet waters like a tree
you will bear fruit for ever.
Some Digging in the Ground
An eye is meant to see things.
The soul is here for its own joy.
A head has one use:
For loving a true love.
Feet: To chase after.
Love is for vanishing into the sky.
The mind, for learning what men
have done and tried to do.
Mysteries are not to be solved:
The eye goes blind when
it only wants to see why.
A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love,
whatever was lost in the looking
comes back completely changed.
The soul is here for its own joy.
A head has one use:
For loving a true love.
Feet: To chase after.
Love is for vanishing into the sky.
The mind, for learning what men
have done and tried to do.
Mysteries are not to be solved:
The eye goes blind when
it only wants to see why.
A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love,
whatever was lost in the looking
comes back completely changed.
I Have Learned So Much
I
Have
Learned
So much from God
That I can no longer
Call
Myself
A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,
a Buddhist, a Jew.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself
With me
That I can no longer call myself
A man, a woman, an angel,
Or even a pure
Soul.
Love has
Befriended Hafiz so completely
It has turned to ash
And freed
Me
Of every concept and image
my mind has ever known.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Pitaji
LIFE:
L - Love ~ without love there is no life
"The one who has given me this body has become one with the Divine." H.H. Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
Acharya RSV Ratnam , fondly "Pitaji" to millions worldwide, has returned to his eternal abode. In the 87 years of his life on this planet, he contributed immensely across a wide spectrum of activities and shared his wisdom with one and all.
Born on 8th December 1924, he became Brahmaleen on 8th June 2011. His ashes were immersed by Poojya Gurudev Sri Sri Ravishankar ji in the holy Ganges on 10th June 2011 and by Bhanu Didi in the Cauvery on the 11th June 2011.
L - Love ~ without love there is no life
I - Integrity ~ lets not be hypocrites, lets have integrity
F- fellowship ~ All of us are one family ( One World Family)
E- Enlightenment ~ we all are, we just need our Master to realize. Guruji ..
"All of us are young, should be young, must be young because we follow a young MASTER" ~ PITAJI
"The one who has given me this body has become one with the Divine." H.H. Sri Sri Ravi ShankarAcharya RSV Ratnam , fondly "Pitaji" to millions worldwide, has returned to his eternal abode. In the 87 years of his life on this planet, he contributed immensely across a wide spectrum of activities and shared his wisdom with one and all.
Born on 8th December 1924, he became Brahmaleen on 8th June 2011. His ashes were immersed by Poojya Gurudev Sri Sri Ravishankar ji in the holy Ganges on 10th June 2011 and by Bhanu Didi in the Cauvery on the 11th June 2011.
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