Blessed are the Poor in Spirit

 

DEAR CHILDREN OF LIGHT: blessed are ye, who, for the sake of righteousness, offer to work in the vineyard of the Master, and more so, those who are actually engaged in to work. It is indeed a rare privilege which comes in ones way as a matte of grace, and not because there is anything special in us, and we must not on that account feel elated and exalted. On the contrary, we should thank our stars for having been given such an opportunity, and try to serve the noble cause with contrition and humility. Selves worthy of the trust and responsibility with which we have been entrusted, in spite of our weaknesses and shortcomings.

 

It would always pay us if we occasionally make a pause, to take stock of what we are, for at times, we are carried away in our zeal to limits; limits beyond the limits of reason. The human mind is very tricky and treacherous. In diverse ways, quite imperceptibly, it starts playing antics. At times, we begin to feel that we are Gods elect. We know full well the divine plan, and that the Power of God cannot but work through us. We should know that we are yet on the way to perfection, and not in any sense near perfection. Perfection is the goal that has to be achieved. Br ye perfect, even as your father which is in heaven is perfect is what Christ taught two thousand years ago, and his teachings are as true to day as they were then.

 

A disciple is not above the Master, nor a servant above his Lord. It is enough for the disciple that he be as his Master, and the savant as his Lord. We have therefore to develop in us the virtues of the Master and the Lord. And what these virtues are is the next question. Humility is their greatest embellishment. Humility first, and humility last, is what they preached.  Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. So the emphasis here is more on “poverty in spirit” than on anything else. This, then, is the keynote for all who work for the sacred cause.

 

Next comes love –love for one love for all. Love thy neighbor, for love is the fulfilling of the law of God. He that loveth not, knowth not God, for God is love. A little leaven of love will leaven the whole lump and infect all those who are around you. Again, perfect love casteth out fear. Whosoever there is the least fear lucking, know it for certain that love hath not yet perfected in that heart.

 

Naturally enough, from love spring forth the ideas of service and sacrifice. Love believes in giving –giving away the best you have and not accepting anything in return, for that would be barter and not love. “Service before self” is what love teaches. By love, serve one another, is what the apostle Paul taught to the Galatians, we will soon realize that all service which we seems to be doing to others is not to anybody else, but to the one self same self, pervading every where and in all, including our seemingly individualized self clothed in raiment’s for claiming any credit whatever. Loving service must therefore flow freely, fully and naturally, as a matter of course, refreshing all hearts, for it will convert the otherwise dreary and desolate earth into a veritable garden of Eden; for which we so earnestly pray every day, but find it receding from us, the more we wish for it.

 

Where loving service begins to flow freely from the innermost depths of a heart, that heart naturally gets saturated with the milk of human kindness and becomes meal, as meek as a lamb. Freed from the thorns and thistles of arrogance and pride, one becomes harmless as a dove. He cannot then injure the feelings of the others, by thoughts, by words or by deeds. He would ever fear to judge others and make unruly remarks and comments. Judge not others, lest ye be judged sand and found wanting by the great the great judge. This thought would keep him on his guard. Human heart is the seat of God, and should in no wise be injured. A Muslim dervish goes to the length of saying, burn the holy Koran if you will, and raze Kabana to dust, but injure not a human heart foot it if the seat of God. Courtesy, you will realize, costs nothing, but pays rich dividends. It is from the abundance of heart that the tongue speaks. If you studious cultivate purity of heart, your tongue will automatically become honeyed sweet. A tongue-cut is always deeper that a sword-cut, and remains evergreen and gangrenous. We should avoid all idle talk, for every idle word that men shall speaks, they shall give account therefore in the Day of Judgment.

 

These are the just few of the axiomatic truths that have been placed before you for your guidance and welfare, so that you may benefit there from –not only yourself, but you will be able to benefit others as well by your noble example. An example is better than hundreds of someone’s and ounce of practice works more than tons of theoretical disputations and dissertations.

 

One thing more: there is a growing tendency with some persons to make divisions among the Satsang is- “good”  Satsang is and  “bad” Satsangis . all Satsangis  are Satsangis, and one who has been chosen, called Justified, accepted and glorified by being linked with the living strands of life within, the light and sound of God – the Audible Life Stream- is truly in touch with Truth ( sat) and accordingly is a Satsang . To classify Satsang is into good and bad Satsani is hardly justifiable, for it is said, God first created the light; why then dub anyone as evil? This being the case, we are all equal in the sight of God. Whosoever thinks otherwise has, I am afraid, not yet come by the rudiments of the sacred science. Some may be sow and some rapid in their inner development; that is quite a different thing, for each one has his or her peculiar background and mental make-up, as coming from past incarnations, but to give a bad name to any is not justifiable in the least. And if one does that, he shows a bad taste and the sooner he rids himself of this habit, the better it will be for him and for all concerned. Child is dear to will be for him and for concerned. Child is dear to the mother even if he/she is smeared with filth, and the mother washes him down with love and hugs him to herself. Know it for certain, that he who feels exalted is abased, and he who humbles himself is exalted. A tree laden with flowers and fruits bends with their weight; while the palm tree that stands tall and erect bears nothing. Again, a tree is known by the fruit it bears. Be ye truly the children of Light and your light prove a lamp unto their fee; and that they may not stumble, but are guided to the way of God, for therein lies your duty to God and the Power of God with which you have been united but the grace of the Master Power. If you will live up to these instructions, it will hasten the Master’s coming to you, to see you all in loving harmony.

 

I many add a few words about initiation into the esoteric science of the soul, before I close. Initiation, you should know, is granted not haphazardly or the mere asking, but according to certain inner principles. Your recommendation s required so that you may be satisfied, as far as possible; so that you may have no qualms of conscience afterward and feel hurt if anything goes awry in course of time. Sometimes it may even happen that certain individuals may not, according to ordinary standards, appear to be qualified for the gift of Naam; and yet Naam is give Nature to them simply because it is ordained from above. Sop these are matters, which cannot, in all instances, be judged on the human level.

 

With all love and kindly thoughts for all,

 

Your affectionately,

KIRPAL SINGH

 

 

 

 

 

 

O Nectar pool

Is that His

Reflection

Floating on thy golden surface

In thy flaming

Liquid nectar

The beloved’s scent is found

Perhaps His lips once touched thy limpid waters which caught

The vision of his beauty

And then went mad

 

 

 

 

 I too a sip do seek

Of liquid wine

From  his dark eyes

O Nectar Pool

Clear the mists

Of old with

Shining liquid fire

That is in the Window of thy brightness

He may appear.

 

My beloved tells me about

A luminous white lotus

Floating on a midnight

Sea of jewels..

 

Peace abounds everywhere –

Spirit sees without physical eyes

Or stinted by touch,

All is one round perception of ALL.

 

ASTRA.

 



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