Have to walk like a Sanyaasi - No Matter what the Path

The art of Dying

I always Love death, the death I passed through and became Life. It was the death of Thought, not of me. The relationship died, not me. Duality died, not me. Duality died, and non-duality was born. Time died, and I met the eternal...

The whole life is a preparation for 'The Art of Dying' ...

Life of asceticism was only three days. On the first day Life renounced the world, on the second day Life renounced the other world, and on the last day Life renounced itself...

Have a Happy Journey!!!

The thirst

I began to see— 
The map of my life’s mansion which I had in my mind since my childhood. To lay its foundation the august date had been determined. Then how could I sleep more? 

Now when the aroma of my sensibilities began to invite me, how could I resist? 

How could my heart avoid submission? 

How could my process of respiration keep itself so smooth? 

How could my own blood avoid being converted into sweet syrup to quench my thirst?`

Window of awareness

Today, with the moment flowing through the window of awareness, it sees that others are in a happy state. The feelings of others fill me with the realization of my own imperfection; the sadness of all reminds me of my own sadness.
Nevertheless, today, I learn that life is very profound and its other end is unknown; life’s field of experience is very vast. With this awareness, still more energy, infinite courage, and deep enthusiasm stepped in. A firm resolve begins to visit wisdom and good sense.

I sing a romantic song which becomes light

The beauty of it slips quietly into the Soul, where its never lost
When I traveled to this mountain top where the clouds passing below the summit, mists and silence merging with each other - the tremendous beauty that even can not be imagined by the most talented artistic imagination and I came face to face this grandeur of beauty that is so vivid, I had an experience unlike anything before. 
The beauty was so intense that all I wanted to do was to die, right there, right then. Beauty which is beyond our ideas of beyond, that can make one wish to escape from this prison of body is something I was so unaware.
I realized how the intensity of beauty merged with a certain state of our being can take away some veils from our heart and create such a desire to flee this existence to the Unknown.

Precious Gift


We will create Peace, 
joy and happiness in our life in all that We say 
and do! We will value each moment 
as We experience it remembering the precious gift 
our life is!

What is God!

What is GOD?
1)--- Synonyms: God, Void, One, 
Absolute, Tao, Being, 
That, Is-ness, Such-ness, No-thing, 

So what is God?
2)--- Can we describe it?

So what is God?
3)--- What are the attributes of 
the Absolute?

So what is God?

Immaculate. Pure. Clearness. Absence. Void. No-Thing.

So what is God ?

No size, no boundaries. 

Neither infinite or infinitesimal, 

nor both nor neither. 
The concept of space-size, 
boundaries, distance
—does not exist. 
God occupies no space.

So what is God?

Totality. Everything. 

Nothing outside it. Nothing it is not.

So what is God?
7)--- Indivisible

No separation possible. Unity.

So what is God

The concept of past,


future does not exist. 
To say God is eternal is meaningless. 
Eternality is an aspect of time.

So what is God?

No capacity for thought or knowledge. 

Pure unknowing. 

Pure mystery. 
It just IS.

So what is God?

Wide awake. Self-aware.

 "A No-Thing aware of itself 

as No-Thing is really quite Something." 

So what is God?

Which is also the answer given to

 "Where is God?" 

Only Here. Never there, 
except when there is Here
—which it always is.

So what is God?
12)---If we're at a loss for words, 
we can refer to the list of God's attributes. 
Are we not pointing to emptiness? 
An aware emptiness of unknown size 
that encompasses all? 
Are we not this that we have described? 
Are we not This?

*Buddha, Sikhism, Vedas, Zen, Upanshid

Just hearing the name of Silence, bells start ringing in the heart

The Silence
The very feeling brings so much ecstasy 
and joy that it is impossible to think of another feeling 
comparable to silence. 
Just hearing the name of silence, 
bells start ringing in the heart 
which do not belong to this world. 
The silence is pure music, 
a mystery such that only poetry...
I have chosen a stage which is the most beloved 
of this beautiful earth, 
this is the silence. 
Silence has raised love and awareness 
as no other stage has ever done. 
Silence is a beginning of a pilgrimage 
that leads us to the ultimate,
 to the absolute, 
to the universal

Silence is the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever felt, 
 I'm glad I got the chance to experience it with nature 
as special as trees. 
Thanks trees 

The world was as still as death

The Way is spiritual Truth and was originally without name or title

1--- O beautiful, 
O tender I-ness forgive me!

2--- O Wonderful, 
O lovable I-ness forgive me

3---O hunger that begets creation,
 O wistful memory of myself, 
O transient I- ness, 
forgive me

4--- The peoples of the earth did I see, 
all that had lived or will live, 
their thoughts were upon their faces

5--- Beneath my feet did I seize space, 
and that which seemed afar was near, 
and beneath my feet I suppressed the mountains....
yet did the cool oceans rise harmlessly 
to my nostrils

6--- And in all this land there was not one sound, 
for my fingers held all time, 
and in time are the fields of motion. 
So that no atom stirred, 
did one audible wave afflict the ether

7--- And I saw the voices of men....
and I saw the beautiful patterns of motion....
but the world was as still 
as death.

8--- And I saw the beauty as it liveth....
yet no color was upon the eye.

9--- The rose upon the bush was only a pale weed, 
yet Red and Pink shook the shimmering twilight 
with their loveliness....
and the soft perfume of memory 
tinted the Void with 
its essence.

10--- I saw the flight of the swallow, 
rolling across dimension 
like a silent surf.

11--- And as I looked, 
I saw the emerald dye of the deep, 
drawn from the ocean's waves....
 even the whiteness melted 
before the snow 
on the mountaintop.

* #Zen

Peacocks sounds with Cotton Tree [your one minute]

Garden [silent video]


I am very very sorry if I ever ignored you; if I ever made you feel bad or put you down; if I ever thought I was bigger and better than you; I am also very sorry for everything wrong I have ever Done...
I am writing this because if my next moment never come! If I never get a chance to say sorry then 'I am Sorry', Please Forgive me... Because I am an Idiot but I Love you All

Love is God

We permit ourselves to feel, think and act as we in fact do, and our long repressed real self begins to shine out
Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants, love every separate fragment. If you love each fragment, you will understand the mystery of the whole resting in GOD
When such a love fills our body and soul, we become a fit instrument for God’s work in the world. We become a blessing to all we encounter and in turn we reap the blessings of all. Through love we create the most sublime peak of human possibility.
What else could we possible aspire for?


Few Hours before, 
I said to Shaheer,
 ''Your skills in Love are far superior to my own. 
I would never be able to defeat you. 
you are free now- 
go where you want"

रेतली राह का मुसाफ़िर

रेतली राह का मुसाफ़िर
माननीय प्यार , आज मैं खुद को आप के आगे सन्मानित करना चाहती हूँ कि मैं आप की रचना हूँ ; और खुदा के आगे मैं खुद को धन्यवाद का उपहार देना चाहती हूँ कि 'धन्यवाद शहीर ' कि आप ने खुदा से प्यार किया। हर किर्या के लिए धन्यवाद
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