<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527</id><updated>2012-01-28T15:05:47.309-08:00</updated><category term='Sri Neem Karoli Baba'/><category term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><category term='Donation'/><category term='Ashram'/><title type='text'>Where the Rivers Meet</title><subtitle type='html'>The spiritual musings of Trevor Hall</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-4318707169680855799</id><published>2011-11-14T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:42:27.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npZ26hxlIpg/TsH7ibn2M7I/AAAAAAAABz0/A0Whyl6KLMY/s1600/409237-bigthumbnail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npZ26hxlIpg/TsH7ibn2M7I/AAAAAAAABz0/A0Whyl6KLMY/s320/409237-bigthumbnail.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words desperately try and reach around that feeling which is sacred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not even my own mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pain of silence falls away when one surrenders and sleeps in the forest of stars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rampriya Says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wisdom is a lone bird&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-4318707169680855799?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/4318707169680855799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/11/bird.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4318707169680855799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4318707169680855799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/11/bird.html' title='Bird'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npZ26hxlIpg/TsH7ibn2M7I/AAAAAAAABz0/A0Whyl6KLMY/s72-c/409237-bigthumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-7771484640227512614</id><published>2011-09-15T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T19:56:01.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>Reading from The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna P. 94</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Another day the Master was seated on the small couch in his room, with his usual beaming countenance. M. arrived with Kalikrishna, who did not know where his friend M. was taking him. He had only been told : "If you want to see a grog-shop, then come with me. You will see a huge jar of wine there." M. related this to Sri Ramakrishna, who laughed about it. The Master said: "The bliss of worship and communion with God is the true wine, the wine of ecstatic love. The goal of human life is to love God. Bhakti is the one essential thing. To know God through jnana and reasoning is extremely difficult."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master sang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is there that can understand what Mother Kali is?&lt;br /&gt;Even the six darsanas are powerless to reveal Her..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master said, again: "The one goal of life is to cultivate love for God, the love that the milkmaids, the milkmen, and the cowherd boys of Vrindavan felt for Krishna. When Krishna went away to Mathura, the cowherds roamed about weeping bitterly because of their separation from Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying this the Master sang, with eyes turned upward:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just now I saw a youthful cowherd&lt;br /&gt;With a young calf in his arms;&lt;br /&gt;There he stood, by one hand holding&lt;br /&gt;The branch of a young tree.&lt;br /&gt;"Where are You, Brother Kanai?" he cried;&lt;br /&gt;But "Kanai" scarcely could he utter;&lt;br /&gt;"Ka" was as much as he could say.&lt;br /&gt;He cried, "Where are You, Brother?"&lt;br /&gt;And his eyes were filled with tears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When M. heard this song of the Master's, laden with love, his eyes were moist with tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-7771484640227512614?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/7771484640227512614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/09/reading-from-gospel-of-sri-ramakrishna.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/7771484640227512614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/7771484640227512614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/09/reading-from-gospel-of-sri-ramakrishna.html' title='Reading from The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna P. 94'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-5401551776915452305</id><published>2011-07-15T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T20:51:23.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Nectar from the Guru's Lips ...</title><content type='html'>These words of our Beloved Gurudev Swami Omananda Saraswati were recorded at the Holy Triveni Sangam in Prayag, Allahabad over the course of the month of Magh (Jan/Feb). Jai Guru Dev ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DpVY-2MXs/TiEJ5PARkTI/AAAAAAAABvk/_ZjVJPVHpyM/s1600/omananda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DpVY-2MXs/TiEJ5PARkTI/AAAAAAAABvk/_ZjVJPVHpyM/s320/omananda.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to love everyone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You must the love the One who is everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;All is in the One and One is in the All.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is in maya and maya is in everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By observing sexual energy, you can observe subtle energy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By observing subtle energy, you can observe mental energy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By observing mental energy, you gain knowledge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If the world accepts you, but the Mother does not accept you ... it is failure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If the Mother accepts you, but the world does not accept ... it is success.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If the Mother and the world both accept you ... it is ultimate success.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your mind is your own individuality,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But behind the mind shines the Supreme Self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start early, drive slowly, reach safely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To believe or not to believe in God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is no problem for him. &lt;br /&gt;It is only our problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is only one problem for Almighty Mother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because She is everywhere,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She cannot throw you from Her heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Almighty provides if we use properly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother will provide according to quality, qualification, knowledge, and capacity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While talking about trying to find a cook for the ashram, Guruji said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"There are many persons in the world, but we have no link with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Mother has a link with everyone so She will provide accordingly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are going to Benares,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is better to not reach there than to go too fast and crash and die on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if you don't worship God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as you open your eyes ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awake in God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Live in God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go to sleep in God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you pay homage to the earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You pay homage to all avatars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your happiness is my daksina (payment).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you live a truthful life you will face difficulties,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But your life will be full of peace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you live an untruthful life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will be easy but you will only face misery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A blind person has never experienced light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Therefore, he has never experienced darkness.&lt;br /&gt;How can he ever know what darkness is if he has never experienced light?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belief is relief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One child has only learned 'A,B,C'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The father gives a book on philosophy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The child happily reads but of course doesn't understand. &lt;br /&gt;The father calls him a fool,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But really the father is a fool because the child is working to his full capacity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We walk over so many stones to worship one stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are from America. Your mother tongue is english.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can read so many books and study so much literature,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But can you tell me the meaning of the letter 'D' or 'K'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't react immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be still and calm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch your mind before making a decision.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be firm in your inner stance and keep your balance. &lt;br /&gt;If this is done, you can mix with everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be brave and know that the Guru's Grace is always with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always remember the Mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzOZcfPkXLw/TiEKlZwicYI/AAAAAAAABvo/qjto1nyDSis/s1600/sangam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzOZcfPkXLw/TiEKlZwicYI/AAAAAAAABvo/qjto1nyDSis/s400/sangam.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-5401551776915452305?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/5401551776915452305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/07/nectar-from-gurus-lips.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/5401551776915452305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/5401551776915452305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/07/nectar-from-gurus-lips.html' title='Nectar from the Guru&apos;s Lips ...'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8DpVY-2MXs/TiEJ5PARkTI/AAAAAAAABvk/_ZjVJPVHpyM/s72-c/omananda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-5646374876967224206</id><published>2011-07-01T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:41:21.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>Maa Achen Aar Ami Achi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwuXzWuXjk0/Tg34dLzoYFI/AAAAAAAABuE/oz0puKqZcPw/s1600/Goddess-Tara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwuXzWuXjk0/Tg34dLzoYFI/AAAAAAAABuE/oz0puKqZcPw/s320/Goddess-Tara.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother is here and I am here, there are not worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma's hands feed and clothe me. She is the one that takes care of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After falling into the traps of samsara, I could see only darkness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even amidst that darkness Ma spoke to me about the Light, again and again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When worldly people came to take me down the wrong path again and again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From that path Ma took me by the hand and rescued me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I forget Ma, She does not forget me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where else is there an embodiment of such love?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ma is mine, and I am Ma's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-5646374876967224206?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/5646374876967224206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/07/maa-achen-aar-ami-achi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/5646374876967224206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/5646374876967224206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/07/maa-achen-aar-ami-achi.html' title='Maa Achen Aar Ami Achi'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwuXzWuXjk0/Tg34dLzoYFI/AAAAAAAABuE/oz0puKqZcPw/s72-c/Goddess-Tara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-2793475164745512738</id><published>2011-06-18T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T10:55:46.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Four Fruits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taking the Name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And wrapping it in clothe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCTsKduJNPA/Tfzme5X6yXI/AAAAAAAABro/vJhiy2aNOV0/s1600/810SitaRamexile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCTsKduJNPA/Tfzme5X6yXI/AAAAAAAABro/vJhiy2aNOV0/s320/810SitaRamexile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Man walked across black water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Departing to the forest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Father took one last breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woman trapped in stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Found redemption in His touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many are the stories of the Ever Blissful One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The One with bow and quiver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is the One Rampriya follows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bathing in His glories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Four Fruits are within reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-2793475164745512738?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/2793475164745512738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/06/four-fruits.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2793475164745512738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2793475164745512738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/06/four-fruits.html' title='Four Fruits'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCTsKduJNPA/Tfzme5X6yXI/AAAAAAAABro/vJhiy2aNOV0/s72-c/810SitaRamexile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-55115643122507726</id><published>2011-06-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:22:45.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>From Ayodhya-Kanda Verses 89 - 93</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51eH375XVlU/Te8GlPAJHwI/AAAAAAAABq0/TYHHrcG24VA/s1600/sita-rama-forest-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51eH375XVlU/Te8GlPAJHwI/AAAAAAAABq0/TYHHrcG24VA/s320/sita-rama-forest-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Laksmana perceived that his lord had fallen asleep, he rose and asked the minister in soft accents to retire. As for himself he got ready his bow and arrows and sitting at some distance in the posture of a hero he kept watch. Guha called his trusted watchmen and stationed them at different points with great love; while he himself went and took his seat beside Laksmana with a quiver fastened to his waist and an arrow fitted to his bow. When the Nishada Chief (Guha) saw his lord lying on a bed of grass and leaves, he felt great sorrow in his heart due to excess of love; the hair on his body bristled, tears flowed from his eyes and he addressed the following affectionate words to Laksmana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The king's palace is naturally charming; even Indra's residence can hardly stand comparison with it. Its beautiful attics are built of precious gems and are so lovely as though the god of love has constructed them with his own hands. Free from impurities, exceedingly marvelous of design, abounding in exquisite luxuries and scented with the fragrance of flowers, they are furnished with lovely beds and lighted with gems and are full of amenities of every description. Again they are equipped with coverlets and sheets, pillows and cushions of various kinds - all soft, white and charming as the froth of milk. It is in such attics that Sita and Rama used to sleep at night and humbled by their beauty the pride of Rati and her consort, the god of love. Those very Sita and Rama are now lying on a pallet, exhausted and uncovered, a sight one cannot bear to see. The same Lord Rama whom his father and mother, his own family and the people of the city, his good-natured companions, men-servants and maid-servants, all cherished as their own life, sleeps on the ground! Nay, Sita, whose father Janaka is famed throughout the world, whose father and whose spouse is Ramacandra, is lying on the ground! An adverse fate spares none. Do Sita and the Hero of Raghu's race deserve to be exiled to the woods? They rightly say: 'Fate is supreme.' The foolish daughter of Kekaya has wrought a cruel mischief in that she has brought trouble on Sita and the Delighter of Raghu's race at a time of enjoyment. The wicked woman has played the axe in felling the tree of the solar race and plunged the whole universe in woe."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nishada chief was sore distressed to see Rama and Sita sleeping on the ground. Laksmana spoke to him sweet and gentle words imbued with the nectar of wisdom, dispassion and devotion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one is a source of delight or pain to another; everyone reaps the fruit of one's own actions, brother. Union and separation, pleasurable and painful experiences, friends, foes and neutrals - snares of delusion are these. Even so birth and death, prosperity and adversity, destiny and time and all the illusion of the world; lands, houses, wealth, town and family, heaven and hell, and all the phenomena of the world; nay, whatever is seen, heard or thought of with the mind has its root in ignorance: nothing exists in reality. Suppose in a dream a beggar is crowned king or the lord of paradise is reduced to the state of a pauper; on waking, the one does not gain nor does the other lose anything. So must you look upon this world. Reasoning thus be not angry nor blame anyone in vain. Everyone is slumbering in the night of delusion, and while asleep one sees dreams of various kinds. In this night of mundane existence it is Yogis (mystics) alone who keep awake - Yogis who are in quest of the highest truth and remain aloof from the world. A soul should be deemed as having awoke from the night of the world only when he develops an aversion for the enjoyments of the world of sense. It is only when right understanding comes that the error of delusion disappears and then alone one develops love for the feet of Sri Rama, the Lord of Raghus. O friend, the highest spiritual goal is this: to be devoted to the feet of Sri Rama in thought, word and deed. Sri Rama is no other than Brahma (God), the supreme Reality, unknown, imperceptible, beginningless, incomparable, free from all change and beyond all diversity. The Vedas ever speak of Him in negative terms (not this). For the sake of His devotees, Earth, the Brahmanas, cows and gods, the gracious Lord takes the form of a man and performs actions by hearing of which the snares of the world are broken asunder. Realizing this, O friend, shed all infatuation and be devoted to the feet of Sita and the Hero of Raghu's race."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Laksmana was yet recounting Sri Rama's virtues, the day dawned and the Joy and Delighter of the world woke up. After finishing all purificatory acts Sri Rama, who was all pure and wise, performed His ablutions and sent for some milk of the banyan tree. He as well as His brother then matted the hair on their heads, a sight which filled the eyes of Sumantra with tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-55115643122507726?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/55115643122507726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/06/from-ayodhya-kanda-verses-89-93.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/55115643122507726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/55115643122507726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/06/from-ayodhya-kanda-verses-89-93.html' title='From Ayodhya-Kanda Verses 89 - 93'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51eH375XVlU/Te8GlPAJHwI/AAAAAAAABq0/TYHHrcG24VA/s72-c/sita-rama-forest-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-2673743005108393961</id><published>2011-04-10T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:57:25.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Surrounded By Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O My Mad Mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The warning was given&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you did not pay heed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it seems those sharks have made a permanent home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have grown weak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And weak you know remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surrounded by water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rampriya is dying of thirst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-2673743005108393961?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/2673743005108393961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/04/surrounded-by-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2673743005108393961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2673743005108393961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/04/surrounded-by-water.html' title='Surrounded By Water'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-2331608292639513275</id><published>2011-03-19T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:42:12.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>Deep in the Hearts of All . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yCH8UgmOHDU/TYT4woeRoXI/AAAAAAAABl4/a3EosB39GNQ/s1600/yogi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yCH8UgmOHDU/TYT4woeRoXI/AAAAAAAABl4/a3EosB39GNQ/s1600/yogi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"In the depths of meditation, sages saw within themselves the Lord of Love, who dwells in the heart of every creature. Deep in the hearts of all He dwells, hidden behind the gunas of purity, energy and inertia. He is One. He it is who rules over time, space and causality."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;-Shvetashvatara Upanishad 1:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-2331608292639513275?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/2331608292639513275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/03/deep-in-hearts-of-all.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2331608292639513275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2331608292639513275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/03/deep-in-hearts-of-all.html' title='Deep in the Hearts of All . . .'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yCH8UgmOHDU/TYT4woeRoXI/AAAAAAAABl4/a3EosB39GNQ/s72-c/yogi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-1790863954681063053</id><published>2011-03-05T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:25:46.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>Nyahbinghi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-X-DA_Sf6L0s/TXLGIhJT8DI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xg9nZyFzHho/s1600/rastafarielders.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-X-DA_Sf6L0s/TXLGIhJT8DI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xg9nZyFzHho/s400/rastafarielders.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from "Nyahbinghi: Myth, Ritual and Music" found in the album cover of "The Mystical Revelation of Rastafari : Grounation" -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the Nyahbinghi, also known as an "Issemble" or "Grounation", was described by one Rastafari Elder -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...The Nyahbinghi mean to bring universal cooperation, coordination and divine elements for all people, which is of righteous good. And this Nyahbinghi don't mean that it is a plaything, it mean that it is for full universal divine resurrection for all nation which is of righteous element. And that is the protest of Nyabinghito Ian'I and Ian'I continue to work it in the fullness of its activity until peace will come to all nations upon earth in the power of JAH Ras Tafari as the coordinator of us all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rFfob6ABcrk/TXLGOWGQewI/AAAAAAAABlo/a82di3v9W8w/s1600/ras+pidow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rFfob6ABcrk/TXLGOWGQewI/AAAAAAAABlo/a82di3v9W8w/s320/ras+pidow.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nyahbinghi congregation (grounation) usually lasts from three to seven days during which time "bredrin" and "dawtas" gather to revive the Faith of Rastafari through communal activities such as drumming, chanting of Ises, reasoning, smoking ganja and dancing. The chalice, the Rastafari ganja pipe, passes from bredrin's hand to bredrin's hand around the alter table activating the symbols of earth, air, water and fire, the primal forces of Creation. Through the Word, Sound and Power of the Nyahbinghi, the Faithful are united with the Godhead in mystic telepathy to chant down Babylon, to scourge the Earth of wickedness and restore the natural order of Creation to its original state of perfection. The Nyabinghi Order are the prophets of old. Its members are the resurrected beings of the defenders of the people who have been killed throughout the ages for the love of JAH. The Order has a ceremony with music, dancing and chanting. A trinity of drums, the repeater (akete/kete) which speaks or sings, the &lt;i&gt;fundi &lt;/i&gt;which syncopates, and the &lt;i&gt;bass drum &lt;/i&gt;which keeps the heartbeat of the music, has evolved as the musical instruments of the Nyabinghi Order. These drums unite the cosmic power of Creation with man and his Creator. Dreadlocks are worn to keep African tradition of priests, seers, prophets and warriors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-1790863954681063053?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/1790863954681063053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/03/nyahbinghi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/1790863954681063053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/1790863954681063053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/03/nyahbinghi.html' title='Nyahbinghi'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-X-DA_Sf6L0s/TXLGIhJT8DI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xg9nZyFzHho/s72-c/rastafarielders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-1487089706529904492</id><published>2011-02-13T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T00:28:54.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>The Weaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-V4feP5KQc/TVeWG9tEGKI/AAAAAAAABig/h5ft80Eg3M4/s1600/Kabir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="254" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-V4feP5KQc/TVeWG9tEGKI/AAAAAAAABig/h5ft80Eg3M4/s320/Kabir.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Says Kabir:&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I weave the cloth of Thy Name&lt;br /&gt;The fruitless toil&lt;br /&gt;Of weaving for the world&lt;br /&gt;Has come to an end;&lt;br /&gt;I have attained&lt;br /&gt;The dazzling state of bliss —&lt;br /&gt;Free from fear, free from pain,&lt;br /&gt;I am the weaver, O Lord, of Thy Name;&lt;br /&gt;I weave and reap the profit&lt;br /&gt;Of inner rapport with Thee.&lt;br /&gt;I am the weaver of the Lord’s Name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-1487089706529904492?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/1487089706529904492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/weaver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/1487089706529904492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/1487089706529904492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/weaver.html' title='The Weaver'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-V4feP5KQc/TVeWG9tEGKI/AAAAAAAABig/h5ft80Eg3M4/s72-c/Kabir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8298149721900543700</id><published>2011-02-12T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:34:16.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Beyond Both</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avAZd7ohAYI/TVZTqWa-bVI/AAAAAAAABiM/2fL8-Iavexg/s1600/IMG_0661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avAZd7ohAYI/TVZTqWa-bVI/AAAAAAAABiM/2fL8-Iavexg/s640/IMG_0661.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If one does not see the Great Darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One cannot see the Great Light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rampriya Says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listen to the sound and go beyond both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8298149721900543700?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8298149721900543700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/beyond-both.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8298149721900543700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8298149721900543700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/beyond-both.html' title='Beyond Both'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avAZd7ohAYI/TVZTqWa-bVI/AAAAAAAABiM/2fL8-Iavexg/s72-c/IMG_0661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-3971799146561532669</id><published>2011-02-12T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:28:54.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>A Country Fair for Those Mad With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QMnSKiSkdD4/TVZSUbajMWI/AAAAAAAABiI/TA8sdVdKmO8/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QMnSKiSkdD4/TVZSUbajMWI/AAAAAAAABiI/TA8sdVdKmO8/s640/photo.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drive me out of my mind, O Mother!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What use is esoteric knowledge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Or philosophical knowledge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transport me totally with the burning wine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of your all-embracing love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother of mystery, who imbues with mystery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The hearts of those who love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Immerse me irretrievably&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the stormy ocean without boundary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pure love, pure love, pure love. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wherever your lovers reside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Appears like a madhouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To common perception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some are laughing with your freedom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Others weep tears of your tenderness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still others dance, whirling with your bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even your devoted Gautama, Moses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Krishna, Jesus, Nanak and Muhammad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Are lost in the rapture of pure love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This poet stammers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overcome with longing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“When? When? When?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When will I be granted companionship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;With her intense lovers?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their holy company is heavenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A country fair for those mad with love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where every distinction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between master and disciple disappears&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their love of love sings:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Mother! Mother! Mother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can fathom your mystery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Your eternal play of love with love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are divine madness, O goddess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your love the brilliant crown of madness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please make this poor poet madly wealthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;With the infinite treasure of your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-Ramprasad Sen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-3971799146561532669?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/3971799146561532669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/country-fair-for-those-mad-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/3971799146561532669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/3971799146561532669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/country-fair-for-those-mad-with-love.html' title='A Country Fair for Those Mad With Love'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QMnSKiSkdD4/TVZSUbajMWI/AAAAAAAABiI/TA8sdVdKmO8/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-9045875117179503877</id><published>2011-02-03T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:29:26.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>My Dear Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtiH_oAn9I/AAAAAAAABhY/7bjQd8d9sk8/s1600/Sangam+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="height: 320px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 196px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtiH_oAn9I/AAAAAAAABhY/7bjQd8d9sk8/s640/Sangam+2011.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So many children have come to Her banks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtjup3MmcI/AAAAAAAABhc/XWSu7dIDO_A/s1600/in+the+sangam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtjup3MmcI/AAAAAAAABhc/XWSu7dIDO_A/s200/in+the+sangam.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discarding their cloth in Her waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Leaving behind all virtue and sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My dear brother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now you will do the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Draped in robes of fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;How will you feel walking back upon dry sand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There upon your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mother Shyama's lotus&amp;nbsp;feet shall reside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Along with the knowledge of those that have gone before you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Rampriya only asks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To make some room for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtkRE9SX-I/AAAAAAAABhg/mqj6QIDigEQ/s1600/Ganges.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtkRE9SX-I/AAAAAAAABhg/mqj6QIDigEQ/s320/Ganges.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-9045875117179503877?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/9045875117179503877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-dear-brother.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/9045875117179503877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/9045875117179503877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-dear-brother.html' title='My Dear Brother'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtiH_oAn9I/AAAAAAAABhY/7bjQd8d9sk8/s72-c/Sangam+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-246605072987747496</id><published>2011-02-03T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:12:01.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>The Blissful Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtfABG218I/AAAAAAAABhM/IekAZTpxxtM/s1600/Fulara+Kali+Baswa+Village.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtfABG218I/AAAAAAAABhM/IekAZTpxxtM/s320/Fulara+Kali+Baswa+Village.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Words fail these lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Only wind dancing through sacred trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The farther one goes out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The deeper one comes in﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Great beings come together and reside in the grove of many fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Rampriya says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be still and hear their blissful song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtgVAUHDYI/AAAAAAAABhU/arK0VK07eSU/s1600/Outside+Fulara+Kali+Baswa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtgVAUHDYI/AAAAAAAABhU/arK0VK07eSU/s320/Outside+Fulara+Kali+Baswa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-246605072987747496?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/246605072987747496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/blissful-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/246605072987747496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/246605072987747496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2011/02/blissful-song.html' title='The Blissful Song'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TUtfABG218I/AAAAAAAABhM/IekAZTpxxtM/s72-c/Fulara+Kali+Baswa+Village.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-7622773692005123567</id><published>2010-12-15T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:30:48.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>The Master sang in an ecstatic mood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQkJMMqvD6I/AAAAAAAABe8/mPV32l82ZvE/s1600/Ramakrishna_Kali_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQkJMMqvD6I/AAAAAAAABe8/mPV32l82ZvE/s320/Ramakrishna_Kali_poster.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"O the ever-blissful Mother! The enchantress of the great Shiva!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You dance out of your own bliss and clap your hands all by yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The eternal, the Self-existent, you are of the form of emptiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And you wear the moon your forehead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Where did you get the garland of skulls when there was no universe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mother, you are the mover of all; we move as you order. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We do as you, O Mother, make us do; we say as you make us say. &lt;br /&gt;You make the worthless Kamalakanta*, O Mother, utter blasphemies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wielding the sword, O the fatal lady, you have slaughtered both virtue and vice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*Author of song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-7622773692005123567?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/7622773692005123567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/12/master-sang-in-ecstatic-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/7622773692005123567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/7622773692005123567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/12/master-sang-in-ecstatic-mood.html' title='The Master sang in an ecstatic mood...'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQkJMMqvD6I/AAAAAAAABe8/mPV32l82ZvE/s72-c/Ramakrishna_Kali_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8000892054982356167</id><published>2010-12-12T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:18:46.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>Yajna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQXIQAqRgBI/AAAAAAAABeY/NLKGv2kzD8A/s1600/krishna_arjun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQXIQAqRgBI/AAAAAAAABeY/NLKGv2kzD8A/s320/krishna_arjun.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"When our heart is not in a thing, we are also not in that thing. Where our heart is, there we are; and if we ourselves are not there, what is the good of doing anything? We have to be present in the deeds that we perform, we have to ‘be’ in the worship that we offer, and we have to ‘be’ in the meditation that we undertake every day. Whatever is manifesting itself from us is ensouled by us. That is, if we stand outside the performance, the performance becomes a corpse, a skeleton. It is without life because we have stood outside it. But if we have entered into it, the action itself is enlivened by our soul. We are entirely in it – then it is that the action becomes a real sacrifice. Where we are not in the work, it ceases to be a sacrifice. To the extent we are involved in the work, to that extent it is a sacrifice. If we are wholly involved in it, and we are not separable from the work that we are doing – we ourselves are the work, as it were – then it is the highest sacrifice, and it will bring us the best of benefits."&amp;nbsp; Swami Krishnananda, commentary of Gita Chapter 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQXIYgbrA7I/AAAAAAAABec/e2mpDHdNR8o/s1600/Guru+Swami+Krishnananda+ji+Image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQXIYgbrA7I/AAAAAAAABec/e2mpDHdNR8o/s1600/Guru+Swami+Krishnananda+ji+Image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8000892054982356167?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8000892054982356167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/12/yajna.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8000892054982356167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8000892054982356167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/12/yajna.html' title='Yajna'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQXIQAqRgBI/AAAAAAAABeY/NLKGv2kzD8A/s72-c/krishna_arjun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8182986341493008560</id><published>2010-12-10T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T23:48:10.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Hymn to the Long Haired Sage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQMsINiXRNI/AAAAAAAABd0/4a9hf5TZe7s/s1600/Sadhu_read_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQMsINiXRNI/AAAAAAAABd0/4a9hf5TZe7s/s320/Sadhu_read_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM RIG VEDA (10:136): "The long-haired one endures fire, the long-haired one endures poison, the long-haired one endures both worlds. The long-haired one is said to gaze full on heaven, the long-h&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;aired one is said to be that light. Of us, you mortals, only our bodies do you behold. &lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;The sky clad sages have donned the yellow robe of dust: along the wind’s co&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;urse they glide when the gods have penetrated them. Exulting in our seerhood, upon the winds we have ascended. Through the middle region flies the sage shinning down upon all forms; for his piety is he deemed the friend of every god. The wind’s steed, the Lord of life’s friend, is the god-intoxicated sage: beyond both oceans he dwells, the upper and the lower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;For him has the Lord of life churned and pounded the unbendable, when the long-haired one, in Rudra’s company, drank from the poison cup".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQMq68wKyrI/AAAAAAAABdw/VswJOEUSd6g/s1600/austerities2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQMq68wKyrI/AAAAAAAABdw/VswJOEUSd6g/s320/austerities2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8182986341493008560?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8182986341493008560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/12/hymn-to-long-haired-sage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8182986341493008560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8182986341493008560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/12/hymn-to-long-haired-sage.html' title='Hymn to the Long Haired Sage'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TQMsINiXRNI/AAAAAAAABd0/4a9hf5TZe7s/s72-c/Sadhu_read_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-2255159045665982384</id><published>2010-11-29T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:24:17.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Like Water Under the Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TPSJs5v9h-I/AAAAAAAABc0/HO1CFPw0zIY/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TPSJs5v9h-I/AAAAAAAABc0/HO1CFPw0zIY/s320/0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Years turn into weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And weeks turn into days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is in the field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harvest what is good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like water under the bridge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All things come to pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rampriya says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hold on to Mother's Feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-2255159045665982384?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/2255159045665982384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-water-under-bridge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2255159045665982384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2255159045665982384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-water-under-bridge.html' title='Like Water Under the Bridge'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TPSJs5v9h-I/AAAAAAAABc0/HO1CFPw0zIY/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-708939081927651153</id><published>2010-10-29T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:55:29.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Question for Parvati Baul</title><content type='html'>In a recent interview with Parvati Baul, there was one answer that touched me deeply. Perhaps it is because I'm a musician, but I think it applies to one's life in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TMtezh7hwcI/AAAAAAAAA6E/kDWothZab08/s1600/parvathy_baul_ravi07_300px.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TMtezh7hwcI/AAAAAAAAA6E/kDWothZab08/s320/parvathy_baul_ravi07_300px.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Question: When you are performing are you sometimes improvising melody and music in the song? Or is it exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati Baul: We have everything in the form. Everything is very well practiced and well trained and with lots of discipline, but when we come to sing and dance we forget everything. We don't want to remember anything and don't know anything. So that we can receive. But knowing this body has a memory that supports all this training, it will support to receive. But one has to work really hard, and the worst enemy is the mind. As long as one has a young body you can do all kinds of practice, but this mind does not grow old, so it keeps on, you know, like in the same circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #1a1a18; font: 10.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c51b43;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c51b43;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #1a1a18; font: 10.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #1a1a18; font: 10.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #1a1a18; font: 10.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-708939081927651153?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/708939081927651153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/10/question-for-parvati-baul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/708939081927651153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/708939081927651153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/10/question-for-parvati-baul.html' title='Question for Parvati Baul'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TMtezh7hwcI/AAAAAAAAA6E/kDWothZab08/s72-c/parvathy_baul_ravi07_300px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-5604762984133951562</id><published>2010-09-13T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:24:33.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>The Universal Remedy</title><content type='html'>As Sri Anandamayi Ma's Maha Samadhi is approaching, I have been thinking a lot about Her and Her teachings. Here are a few that have recently been on my mind. All Glories to Mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8GiGsHnTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Bkf5teudplo/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8GiGsHnTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Bkf5teudplo/s320/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;This body tells of one sovereign remedy for all ills: God. Trust in Him, depend on Him, accept whatever happens as His dispensation, regard what you do as His service, keep satsang, think of God with every breath, and live in His Presence. Leave all your burdens in His hands and He will see to everything; there will be no more problems."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Listen! Do not let your time pass idly. Either keep a rosary with you and do japa; or if this does not suit you, at least go on repeating the Name of the Lord regularly and without interruption like the ticking of a clock. There are no rules or restrictions in this. Invoke Him by the Name that appeals to you most, for as much time as you can--the longer the better. Even if you get tired or lose interest, administer the Name to yourself like a medicine that has to be taken. In this way you will at some auspicious moment discover the rosary of the mind, and then you will continually hear within yourself the praises of the great Master, the Lord of Creation, like the never ceasing music of the boundless ocean; You will hear the land and the sea, the air and the heavens reverberate with the song of His glory. This is called the all--pervading Presence of His Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8GuZ7P0iI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cKgMijjLnUs/s1600/maa_h5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8GuZ7P0iI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cKgMijjLnUs/s320/maa_h5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The Self, or God is unknowable to the ordinary intelligence, but He is not unknown to us as the life--breath. If one uses the rhythm of one’s breathing as a support in meditation, this increases one’s power. Therefore, one should daily sit in a meditative pose in a solitary place and turn the mind inward, and repeat the mantra in rhythm with one’s breathing, without straining, in a natural way. When through prolonged practice, the Name becomes inextricably linked with the breath, and the body is quite still; one will come to realize that the individual is part of the One Great Life that pervades the Universe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8G1B6n4cI/AAAAAAAAA5g/KD0qBxxnTdo/s1600/Ma_Anandamayi_399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8G1B6n4cI/AAAAAAAAA5g/KD0qBxxnTdo/s320/Ma_Anandamayi_399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"I say to you that I am a little child and you are my parents. Accept me as such and give me a place in your hearts. By saying “Mother”, you keep me at a distance. Mothers have to be revered and respected. But a little girl needs to be loved and looked after, and is dear to the heart of everyone. So this is my only request to you: to make a place for me in your hearts!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-5604762984133951562?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/5604762984133951562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/09/universal-remedy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/5604762984133951562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/5604762984133951562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/09/universal-remedy.html' title='The Universal Remedy'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TI8GiGsHnTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Bkf5teudplo/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-54100435370565195</id><published>2010-09-01T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:23:59.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>From "Spiritual Treasure : Letters of Swami Turiyananda"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Almora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;20 November 1915&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My dear Baburam Maharaj [Swami Premananda],&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TH3_bUcq60I/AAAAAAAAA5A/VBTmTmvGatY/s1600/251px-Swami_Turiyananda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TH3_bUcq60I/AAAAAAAAA5A/VBTmTmvGatY/s320/251px-Swami_Turiyananda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was very happy to receive your loving letter the day before yesterday...The memory of all past associations with you gives me great joy. And why shouldn't it be so? You are so full of the Master [Sri Ramakrishna] that there is no room within you for anything else. This reminds me of an incident which took place at the Alambazar Monastery. As you spoke that day, you invoked the memory of the Master in all visible things. At that time, I observed in you the truth of this saying, "Wherever the eyes fall, there the Lord manifests." You did not see anything that did not remind you of the Master. I don't know whether you remember it or not, but it is indelibly imprinted on my mind. That day I realized what it is to be merged in God. The Master, through his grace, showed me that; so your attempts to hide anything from me are futile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your household belongs to the Master's household; it is not the home of terrible maya. In your household even a bull-calf can stay, but there is no room for lust and gold. Your household is made of love...Everything is possible through love. Swamiji used to say, "Love is omnipotent." Can there be more than one Swamiji? He was one without a second - like the moon. He was his own peer, and none else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With love and salutations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Turiyananda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-54100435370565195?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/54100435370565195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/09/from-spiritual-treasure-letters-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/54100435370565195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/54100435370565195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/09/from-spiritual-treasure-letters-of.html' title='From &quot;Spiritual Treasure : Letters of Swami Turiyananda&quot;'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TH3_bUcq60I/AAAAAAAAA5A/VBTmTmvGatY/s72-c/251px-Swami_Turiyananda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-4048198608353399261</id><published>2010-08-30T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:40:15.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>"Mine is Gopal" by Mirabai Devi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THyVgNQBfUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/QKfpjsVt_mY/s1600/krishna_cow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THyVgNQBfUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/QKfpjsVt_mY/s320/krishna_cow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Mine is Gopal,&lt;br /&gt;the Mountain-Holder;&lt;br /&gt;there is no one else.&lt;br /&gt;On his head he wears the peacock-crown:&lt;br /&gt;He alone is my husband.&lt;br /&gt;Father, mother, brother, relative:&lt;br /&gt;I have none to call my own.&lt;br /&gt;I've forsaken both God, and the family's honor:&lt;br /&gt;what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I've sat near the holy ones,&lt;br /&gt;and I've lost shame before the people.&lt;br /&gt;I've torn my scarf into shreds;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all wrapped up in a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;I took off my finery of pearls and coral,&lt;br /&gt;and strung a garland of wildwood flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51) !important; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my tears,&lt;br /&gt;I watered the creeper of love that I planted;&lt;br /&gt;Now the creeper has grown spread all over,&lt;br /&gt;and borne the fruit of bliss.&lt;br /&gt;The churner of the milk churned with great love.&lt;br /&gt;When I took out the butter,&lt;br /&gt;no need to drink any buttermilk.&lt;br /&gt;I came for the sake of love-devotion;&lt;br /&gt;seeing the world, I wept.&lt;br /&gt;Mira is the maidservant of the Mountain-Holder:&lt;br /&gt;Now with love&lt;br /&gt;He takes me across to the further shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THyVmnQlXdI/AAAAAAAAA44/jlXy688U9ww/s1600/june-25-kunda11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THyVmnQlXdI/AAAAAAAAA44/jlXy688U9ww/s320/june-25-kunda11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-4048198608353399261?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/4048198608353399261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/mine-is-gopal-by-mirabai-devi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4048198608353399261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4048198608353399261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/mine-is-gopal-by-mirabai-devi.html' title='&quot;Mine is Gopal&quot; by Mirabai Devi'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THyVgNQBfUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/QKfpjsVt_mY/s72-c/krishna_cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8493354387982237867</id><published>2010-08-21T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:43:47.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>From "The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna" : Visit to Jayagopal Sen's House</title><content type='html'>Part IX&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAIKUNTHA: We are worldly people. Please tell us something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRI RAMAKRISHNA: After knowing God perform your duties in the world with one hand on his lotus feet and the other on work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAIKUNTHA: Sir, is the world unreal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRI RAMAKRISHNA: It is unreal as long as God remains unknown. Then people forget him and say me and mine. Entangled in maya and bewitched by 'kamini kanchana' (lust and greed) they sink still more. Man becomes so deluded by maya that he cannot escape though there is the route for escape. Listen to a song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a delusion has been created by mahamaya, the great enchantress!&lt;br /&gt;If Brahma and Vishnu are out of their senses, what can an ordinary mortal know?&lt;br /&gt;They make a hole to set up a trap; fish enter it.&lt;br /&gt;There are routes for coming and going; yet the fish cannot get away.&lt;br /&gt;The silk worm makes a cocoon and can escape if it wants.&lt;br /&gt;But the cocoon is bound by mahamaya and it dies in its own spittle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You yourselves know that the world is transient. Look at this very household. How many people came and went. How many were born and how many died. The household exists this moment and it is gone in the next. It is transient. Those whom you call your own so much do not exist anymore when you close your eyes at death. Again, even if one is without ties, one cannot retire to Benares for the sake of a grandson. O what will happen to my Haru? There are routes for coming and going yet the fish cannot escape. The silk worm perishes in its own secretions. This kind of world is illusory and transient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEIGHBOR: Sir, why should we hold God with one hand and the world with the other? If the world is transient why should we hold the world even with one hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRI RAMAKRISHNA: The world is not illusory if one lives in it after realizing God. Listen to a song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THBIY64pJCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/5KPj8Rt2YM0/s1600/uewb_08_img0583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THBIY64pJCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/5KPj8Rt2YM0/s320/uewb_08_img0583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"O mind! You do not know how to farm.&lt;br /&gt;Such a field, the human life, remains fallow.&lt;br /&gt;If only you had cultivated it, it would have yielded a crop of gold.&lt;br /&gt;Hedge it with the name of Kali.&lt;br /&gt;There will not be any damage to the harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a very stout hedge of the Mother with the unbraided hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death does not dare to come near it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life will be forfeited today or after a hundred years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, O mind! when you have the right over it, reap the harvest to the full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sowing the seed given by the guru, sprinkle it with the water of devotion. If you cannot do it alone, why not take Ramprasad along with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ramprasad is the writer of the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8493354387982237867?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8493354387982237867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/from-gospel-of-sri-ramakrishna-visit-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8493354387982237867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8493354387982237867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/from-gospel-of-sri-ramakrishna-visit-to.html' title='From &quot;The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna&quot; : Visit to Jayagopal Sen&apos;s House'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/THBIY64pJCI/AAAAAAAAA4o/5KPj8Rt2YM0/s72-c/uewb_08_img0583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-3500708975355549599</id><published>2010-08-14T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:13:54.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Let It Be</title><content type='html'>Some travel fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGd3d6rJkpI/AAAAAAAAA4g/H_AaIPLuxyU/s1600/IMG_2284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGd3d6rJkpI/AAAAAAAAA4g/H_AaIPLuxyU/s320/IMG_2284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some travel slow&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looking for a home&lt;br /&gt;From where we come&lt;br /&gt;That's where we'll go&lt;br /&gt;I believe what I've been told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Across the sea&lt;br /&gt;Upon the wind and in the trees&lt;br /&gt;The simple things&lt;br /&gt;They hold the key&lt;br /&gt;Return to love and let it be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-3500708975355549599?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/3500708975355549599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/let-it-be.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/3500708975355549599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/3500708975355549599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/let-it-be.html' title='Let It Be'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGd3d6rJkpI/AAAAAAAAA4g/H_AaIPLuxyU/s72-c/IMG_2284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-4926143222870140399</id><published>2010-08-13T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:01:30.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Words of Sri Anandamayi Ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGXcr8SQdZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/4NVOWAQrZRc/s1600/Anandama_016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGXcr8SQdZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/4NVOWAQrZRc/s320/Anandama_016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; list-style-image: url(http://www.writespirit.net/bullet.gif); list-style-type: square; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.5em;"&gt;Always bear this in mind: Everything is in God's hands, and you are His tool to be used by Him as He pleases. Try to grasp the significance of 'all is His'. and you will immediately feel free from all burdens. What will be the result of your surrender to Him? None will seem alien, all will be your very own Self.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;hr style="background-color: #cccccc; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #cccccc; height: 1px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.5em;" /&gt;&lt;ul style="font: normal normal normal 14px/20px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif !important; line-height: 20px; list-style-image: url(http://www.writespirit.net/bullet.gif); list-style-type: square; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.5em;"&gt;To believe in Him under any particular form is not enough. Accept Him in His numberless forms, shapes and modes of being, in everything that exists. Aim at the whole and all your actions will be whole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-4926143222870140399?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/4926143222870140399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/words-of-sri-anandamayi-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4926143222870140399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4926143222870140399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/words-of-sri-anandamayi-ma.html' title='Words of Sri Anandamayi Ma'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGXcr8SQdZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/4NVOWAQrZRc/s72-c/Anandama_016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-2781373311165688166</id><published>2010-08-13T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:02:50.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from Favorite Readings'/><title type='text'>Excerpt from "For Seekers of God: Spiritual talks of Mahapurush Swami Shivananda"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGTt2wC_yOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7Mph8SpPXFs/s1600/pg_08_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGTt2wC_yOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7Mph8SpPXFs/s320/pg_08_04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Place: Belur Monastery. Time: Friday, July 26, 1929&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was afternoon. Mahapurushji had just finished his shave. Seeing a monastic worker of the orphanage at Baranagore, he called him to his side. In the course of conversation the Swami remarked: 'How can you leave now? Let S. return; then perhaps you may go. And why do you want to go at all? Even here, after attending to your regular work, you will have plenty of time for spiritual practice. It is simply a matter of mental attitude. If the mind has a natural leaning towards God, one can make time and opportunity for spiritual practice. What is essential is earnestness. If you cannot carry on your spiritual practice here, you won't be able to do so anywhere. The Master used to say, "He who has it here, has it there too." That is a statement full of truth, my child. Call upon God and pray to Him with great sincerity. He will give you an abundance of devotion and faith. Why should you go? You are doing the Lord's work. Is it a small matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monk: 'In the season and out of season, K. says whatever comes to his mind.' Saying this, he started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahapurushji: 'I had a feeling there was a misunderstanding between you two. Why does he use abusive language? I know very well that you do not deserve that treatment. You are a gentle, good-natured person. Why don't you ask K. to come and see me some time? I will explain matters to him. Do not take it to heart, my child. You know, when pots that are together are moved, friction is inevitable. Do not take it seriously. Misunderstandings are bound to occur sometimes and they are straightened out eventually. It takes two hands to clap. Let him say whatever he wishes. Just endure it all quietly. That will prevent misunderstandings. You will have to be a little humble. You will have to sacrifice a little. You have dedicated your body, mind and soul to the Master's work. You have renounced everything for his sake. You will have to do this much also for his work. You should practice forbearance, you should sacrifice - for his work. The Lord will bless you abundantly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monk: 'Please bless me so that I can do it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahapurushji: 'Certainly you will be able to. You have my hearty blessings, my child. But you must pray to the Master sincerely, too. He will give you greater strength. You have come here renouncing everything for his sake. There is nothing that he will withhold from you. How will his work go on if you all do not live at peace in one place? Be patient for his sake, paying no attention to what people say, good or bad. You are all sadhus and have come here with the idea of improving yourselves. You do not have any other desire or wish in your life. You want him alone. Temporary misunderstandings are inevitable when several work together. They aren't something to be blamed for; it is quite natural. Such misunderstandings come and go; they cannot touch your inner Self, because the main objective of your life is the realization of God. Such petty matters as attachment and aversion cannot deeply affect you. This is what we feel. The work that you are carrying on is being done in a spirit of service. This work is purifying your mind day by day. You have no selfish motive in your work. You should carry on your spiritual practices along with your works of service. Whenever you can, practice japa, meditate upon God and pray to Him sincerely. The moment you have a feeling of weakness or of lacking in anything, tell the Master about it. If you pray very sincerely, you are bound to get a response. Repeat his name often. The repetition of his name will purify your body and mind, washing away all impurities. You have renounced everything in order to be sadhus. The realization of God is the aim of your life, my child. Your ideal is "to remain unaffected by praise or blame, to be silent and contented with a little." Balance in praise or blame, silence and being satisfied with whatever comes - this is the state at which you should aim. You should be absorbed in God. What does it matter to you what people say about you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing these words, the monk burst into tears and caught hold of Mahapurushji's feet, saying: 'Maharaj, please bless me that I may be unaffected by praise or blame, that I may remain absorbed in Him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more Mahapurushji tried to pacify him, the more disconsolate he became, crying like a child. Mahapurushji said: 'You will certainly reach that stage, my child. The Master has brought you to him because he is gracious to you.' After a while Mahapurushji said with great affection: 'Go to the shrine for a little while. Practice japa and pray to God; that will lighten the burden of your heart. Then take a little of the food offered to the Master. In future, whenever you have the leisure come here. There are so many sadhus and brahmacharins at the monastery. Do you mix with them freely?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-2781373311165688166?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/2781373311165688166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/excerpt-from-for-seekers-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2781373311165688166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2781373311165688166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/excerpt-from-for-seekers-of-god.html' title='Excerpt from &quot;For Seekers of God: Spiritual talks of Mahapurush Swami Shivananda&quot;'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGTt2wC_yOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7Mph8SpPXFs/s72-c/pg_08_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-7278842995237417522</id><published>2010-08-12T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:59:23.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>And So They Came...</title><content type='html'>And so they came&lt;br /&gt;With silver horses and food for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam in that goodness until I drowned&lt;br /&gt;Until I drifted down river and met the sun and the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGQoA5yztVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/gYmoC4nqncI/s1600/sadhus_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGQoA5yztVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/gYmoC4nqncI/s320/sadhus_04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These giants hide in hearts where the mirror is clean&lt;br /&gt;They spoke in song and played on instruments that I have never seen&lt;br /&gt;But have felt in distant dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strings of my heart&lt;br /&gt;The drums of my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This symphony has been heard many a time before&lt;br /&gt;But in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is remembered by only a chosen few&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-7278842995237417522?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/7278842995237417522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-so-they-came.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/7278842995237417522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/7278842995237417522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-so-they-came.html' title='And So They Came...'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TGQoA5yztVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/gYmoC4nqncI/s72-c/sadhus_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-6606287949509353040</id><published>2010-08-08T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:53:02.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>As The Man Showed Us His Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TF-kfLMBeBI/AAAAAAAAA34/vzW6Yn311V0/s1600/Khulni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TF-kfLMBeBI/AAAAAAAAA34/vzW6Yn311V0/s320/Khulni.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out in that field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My father was happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the man showed us his home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Children played upon the grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sounds of the village sang us a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My father was happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the man showed us his home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Led into the room of sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We laid down upon the Name and smiled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My father was happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the man showed us his home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time has brought separation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rampriya longs to return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-6606287949509353040?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/6606287949509353040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-man-showed-us-his-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/6606287949509353040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/6606287949509353040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-man-showed-us-his-home.html' title='As The Man Showed Us His Home'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TF-kfLMBeBI/AAAAAAAAA34/vzW6Yn311V0/s72-c/Khulni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8604035169226020922</id><published>2010-08-08T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:44:05.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Bongo Man A Come...</title><content type='html'>Tonight was our last night performing with reggae legend Jimmy Cliff. Every night, he always ends with a traditional Rastafarian song from Jamaica set to the ancient rhythm of the Niyabinghi drums. It is incredibly moving and inspiring. Sharing it now with all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bongo man a come&lt;br /&gt;Come Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TF-VU_qhhsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ul1bd4qJKeQ/s1600/old_rastafarian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TF-VU_qhhsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ul1bd4qJKeQ/s320/old_rastafarian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm giving you the warning&lt;br /&gt;Long before the dawning&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are prepared&lt;br /&gt;The bongo man is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bongo man a come&lt;br /&gt;Come Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Zion&lt;br /&gt;Going to Zion&lt;br /&gt;If you follow politicians&lt;br /&gt;You will never come at all&lt;br /&gt;And if you follow heads religions&lt;br /&gt;You will never come at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Zion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the rivers of Babylon&lt;br /&gt;Where we sat down&lt;br /&gt;And there we wept&lt;br /&gt;When we remembered Zion&lt;br /&gt;The wicked carry us away&lt;br /&gt;Captivity require from us a song&lt;br /&gt;But how can we sing King Alpha song in a strange land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let the words of our mouth&lt;br /&gt;And the meditations of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Be acceptable in Thy sight&lt;br /&gt;Overall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8604035169226020922?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8604035169226020922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/bongo-man-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8604035169226020922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8604035169226020922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/bongo-man-come.html' title='Bongo Man A Come...'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TF-VU_qhhsI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ul1bd4qJKeQ/s72-c/old_rastafarian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-4145931237925562325</id><published>2010-08-06T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:40:02.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>The Earth Must be Tilled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFx3UC4WvNI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Tp_Jfgo-_jY/s1600/jamini_ray_baul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFx3UC4WvNI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Tp_Jfgo-_jY/s320/jamini_ray_baul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is my roof&lt;br /&gt;The earth ... My bed&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere ... My home&lt;br /&gt;So the man said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My master lives within me&lt;br /&gt;Where ever I turn ...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is He&lt;br /&gt;Do what you do&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rampriya says&lt;br /&gt;The earth must be tilled&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-4145931237925562325?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/4145931237925562325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/earth-must-be-tilled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4145931237925562325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4145931237925562325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/08/earth-must-be-tilled.html' title='The Earth Must be Tilled'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFx3UC4WvNI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Tp_Jfgo-_jY/s72-c/jamini_ray_baul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8653687754768963946</id><published>2010-07-31T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:04:15.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sri Neem Karoli Baba'/><title type='text'>Prem Vani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Love Soaked Words of Sri Neem Karoli Baba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Compiled by Swami Bhajanananda Saraswati and Rampriya Das&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPTyVcdRVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/hkpWbyWxZdU/s1600/maharajji5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPTyVcdRVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/hkpWbyWxZdU/s320/maharajji5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best service you can do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;is to keep your thoughts on God. Keep God in mind every minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;It’s better to see God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;in everything than to try&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;to figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;The best form is to worship&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;God in every form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is accomplished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;by taking the name of &lt;i&gt;Ram &lt;/i&gt;(God).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Constant repetition of God’s name, with or without&amp;nbsp;pious feelings,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;even in anger or lethargy,&amp;nbsp;brings out His grace&amp;nbsp;in the form of bliss all around.&amp;nbsp;On being thus enlightened, there is no room for any&amp;nbsp;misgivings.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPT9y0vtpI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/KAhxRVuVDIQ/s1600/Maharaj-ji_050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPT9y0vtpI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/KAhxRVuVDIQ/s320/Maharaj-ji_050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All religions are the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;They all lead to God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;God is everybody. See no difference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;See all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Ram is present in each&amp;nbsp;and every particle,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;and His devotees get&amp;nbsp;His &lt;i&gt;darshan &lt;/i&gt;(vision) even now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;God will give you everything&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;you need for your spiritual&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;development. Hold on to nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;If you do not make it empty, how are you going to fill it up again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;You should not talk about your wealth, wife, or &lt;i&gt;sadhana &lt;/i&gt;(spiritual practice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;or they will go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;He always takes care of&amp;nbsp;His devotees. We forget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We can forget. We might not&amp;nbsp;remember Him,&amp;nbsp;but He never forgets us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Always remember this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUGpPOmKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/M7bWz_czGjY/s1600/maharajji1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUGpPOmKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/M7bWz_czGjY/s320/maharajji1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;The eyes of a saint are&amp;nbsp;always concentrated on the&amp;nbsp;Supreme Self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;The minute he&amp;nbsp;is aware of himself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;sainthood is lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Attachment is the strongest&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;block to realization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This world is all attachment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet you get worried&amp;nbsp;because you are attached.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;If you are free of attachment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you will lead a simple life&amp;nbsp;in a simple environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Lust, greed, anger, attachment&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;~ these are all paths to hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUQZIeycI/AAAAAAAAA2o/gToDzg6u9dI/s1600/Maharaj-ji_077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUQZIeycI/AAAAAAAAA2o/gToDzg6u9dI/s320/Maharaj-ji_077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to see God, kill desires.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Desires are in the mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;When you have a desire for something,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;don’t act on it and it will go away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;You should make all your efforts without any loss of courage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn’t matter if you are&amp;nbsp;married or not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it only matters how much you love God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;To see God, you have to have&amp;nbsp;special eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Otherwise you&amp;nbsp;cannot bear the shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;When you see the entire world&amp;nbsp;as the Mother,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;the ego falls away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Worldly people go outward,&amp;nbsp;but you must go inward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;like the tortoise&amp;nbsp;withdrawing withinyour shell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;All action is prayer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;All trees are&amp;nbsp;desire-fulfilling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;All water is the Ganga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;All land is Varanasi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Love everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUaAxdYuI/AAAAAAAAA2w/q_FCEs6OwAo/s1600/Maharaj-ji_258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUaAxdYuI/AAAAAAAAA2w/q_FCEs6OwAo/s320/Maharaj-ji_258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;See all the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You can’t realize God&amp;nbsp;if you see differences.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Learn to find the love within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Never hurt another’s heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Keep God in your heart&amp;nbsp;like you keep&amp;nbsp;money in a safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Whoever works for God,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;his work will be done by itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Work is God. Work is worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Love the poor. Serve them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Give everything to the poor,&amp;nbsp;even your clothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Give it all away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jesus gave away all,&amp;nbsp;including his body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUiIpKgTI/AAAAAAAAA24/tkYC-maXM5A/s1600/Neem_Karoli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUiIpKgTI/AAAAAAAAA24/tkYC-maXM5A/s320/Neem_Karoli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Serve the poor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;and remember God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You become one with Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Food is God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Feeding the hungry is actually worship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;God comes before the hungry as food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Money is never a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;difficulty is in the correct use of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Money should be used&amp;nbsp;to help others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Give up money,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;and all wealth is yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;If you cannot&amp;nbsp;love each other,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;you cannot&amp;nbsp;achieve your goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The whole universe&amp;nbsp;is your home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All are your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Love is the strongest medicine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;It is more powerful than electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUqWAy2GI/AAAAAAAAA3A/VIkznsmAYh0/s1600/myspace_neemkaroli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPUqWAy2GI/AAAAAAAAA3A/VIkznsmAYh0/s320/myspace_neemkaroli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Cleanse the mirror&amp;nbsp;of the heart,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;and you will see God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Total truth is necessary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You must live by what you say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;Truth is the most&amp;nbsp;difficult &lt;i&gt;tapasya &lt;/i&gt;(austerity).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Men will hate you&amp;nbsp;for telling the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;They will call you names.&amp;nbsp;They may even kill you,&amp;nbsp;but you must tell the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;If you live in truth,&amp;nbsp;God will always stand with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;A pure women is better&amp;nbsp;than a hundred yogis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Women are more open to love God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;All women are mothers and&amp;nbsp;sisters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;and all men fathers and brothers in God’s family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;See all women as mothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Serve them as your mother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPU1SvxJ9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/zvF-PNnsw4A/s1600/Maharaj-ji_039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPU1SvxJ9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/zvF-PNnsw4A/s320/Maharaj-ji_039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Why do you take drugs?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This intoxication comes to an end so quickly and damages the health and mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is not good. Why do you not take God intoxication? It will never end, and you can spend all your time, your whole life in it. There will be no harm or damage to anything. Also, you will get back your lost health and vigor and your mind and heart will be fully restored.&amp;nbsp;This is nectar. If you take this intoxication,&amp;nbsp;you will be freed from all your illness and worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;God gives you everything&amp;nbsp;pure and fresh,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;but greedy and selfish people&amp;nbsp;turn it all into poison,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;and then they blame God for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you understand it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; min-height: 23px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Many things might go into one’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sadhana &lt;/i&gt;(spiritual practice),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;but the essential ingredients are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18px Times; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;devotion, faith, and patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0px; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPU8BWShTI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/zPduOwdq9kQ/s1600/Maharaj-ji_012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPU8BWShTI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/zPduOwdq9kQ/s320/Maharaj-ji_012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8653687754768963946?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8653687754768963946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/words-of-sri-neem-karoli-baba.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8653687754768963946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8653687754768963946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/words-of-sri-neem-karoli-baba.html' title='Prem Vani'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPTyVcdRVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/hkpWbyWxZdU/s72-c/maharajji5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-6611903607230568102</id><published>2010-07-31T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:22:50.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Words of Ramana Maharshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPPNB29AEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BcbX0IlthRM/s1600/Ramana_3_sw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPPNB29AEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BcbX0IlthRM/s320/Ramana_3_sw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Place your burden&lt;br /&gt;at the feet of the Lord of the Universe&lt;br /&gt;who accomplishes everything.&lt;br /&gt;Remain all the time steadfast in the heart,&lt;br /&gt;in the Transcendental Absolute.&lt;br /&gt;God knows the past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;He will determine the future for you&lt;br /&gt;and accomplish the work.&lt;br /&gt;What is to be done will be done&lt;br /&gt;at the proper time. Don’t worry.&lt;br /&gt;Abide in the heart and surrender your acts&lt;br /&gt;to the divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ramana Maharshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-6611903607230568102?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/6611903607230568102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/words-of-ramana-maharshi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/6611903607230568102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/6611903607230568102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/words-of-ramana-maharshi.html' title='Words of Ramana Maharshi'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPPNB29AEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BcbX0IlthRM/s72-c/Ramana_3_sw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-2035363346731610286</id><published>2010-07-30T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:04:44.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donation'/><title type='text'>The Ashram</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff6e2; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5; position: relative; width: 488px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPJ6vtd0lI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hoPRdFNHEuI/s1600/IMG_0089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPJ6vtd0lI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hoPRdFNHEuI/s320/IMG_0089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;In India&amp;nbsp;I live at my&amp;nbsp;guru’s ashram, the Yoga-Vedanta Kutir, in the holy city of Prayag (Allahabad). The ashram was founded by the Great Yogi His Holiness Swami Vishnudevananda Saraswati (1904-1997) who lived there continuously for the last&amp;nbsp;65 years of his long life, practicing his austerities and sharing his realizations with his disciples. Upon Guruji’s passing, his physical body was buried in lotus posture in the ashram and a life-size statue in his likeness was consecrated on the spot. This&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;samadhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(consecrated tomb) is now the spiritual heart of the ashram. The ashram is now run by Guruji’s dear servant and disciple Swami Omananda Saraswati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpaNd5FzvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NJeAKNtqcYc/s1600/omananda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpaNd5FzvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NJeAKNtqcYc/s320/omananda.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Swami Omananda manages the ashram as a loving service to his master, training his own&amp;nbsp;disciples in the practices of yoga and dharmic living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Sadhana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;(spiritual practice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;The ashram’s emphasis is on the sublime spiritual philosophy of Vedanta and the daily practice of yogic&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;asanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;(postures),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;kriyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(purification),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;pranayama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(breath control),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;japa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;(mantra), meditation and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;puja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(ritual worship). Devotees come daily from the surrounding cities for instructions in yoga and guidance in spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpagj1XNkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S7vweASQmkA/s1600/view_photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpagj1XNkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/S7vweASQmkA/s320/view_photo.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;"Yogic exercise is the king of all systems of physical culture. The practice of yogic asanas keeps the weight of the body moderate and its structure normal. They give the practitioner an elastic spine and supple body. By yogic exercise blood circulates throughout the whole body and one’s vital energy is preserved and increased. The daily practice of asanas helps one lead an energetic life with a youthful mind and eradicated laziness and lethargy—the great enemies of discipline."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Swami Vishnudevananda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpa4S4EJhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6dYF24ciuSE/s1600/30550_392376972973_639687973_3953389_7621562_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpa4S4EJhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6dYF24ciuSE/s320/30550_392376972973_639687973_3953389_7621562_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;"Practice is the only means to success. Practice makes man perfect. Do not change the method or object of meditation until success is achieved. If you do you will sustain a loss of energy and lose the ground that you have developed through so many days of culture. Do not slacken your practice until you attain Self-knowledge. Be sincere in your practice. You will eventually succeed. He realizes quickest whose yearning and meditation are the greatest."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;~ Swami Vishnudevananda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;The Sangam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpbOzQ7v_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3wwVVi0L9Sg/s1600/kumbhme1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpbOzQ7v_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3wwVVi0L9Sg/s320/kumbhme1.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;The ashram is located near the Triveni Sangam, the confluence of the holy Ganga, Yamuna and Saraswati rivers. The Prayag Sangam is mentioned in ancient scriptures as Tirtharaja, the king of all holy places. Every twelve years it is the location of the largest human gathering in the world known as the Kumbha Mela, as well as smaller yearly gatherings during the Hindu month of Magh (Magh-Mela). At these auspicious occasions millions of sadhus, yogis, and devotees come to this spot to bath in the purifying waters of the sacred rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;The Children of Yoga-Vedanta Kutir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpbdFtsADI/AAAAAAAAAKE/q9_oLcirWCE/s1600/26184_1353741598861_1091044782_31110456_695211_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sadoyQGuQtk/TEpbdFtsADI/AAAAAAAAAKE/q9_oLcirWCE/s320/26184_1353741598861_1091044782_31110456_695211_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; position: relative;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;The ashram also supports many poor boys, taking full responsibility for their food, lodging and traditional Sanskrit education. The ashram has a computer room where each child learns on his own computer, preparing them to thrive in the modern age.&amp;nbsp; At present there are around ten boys, growing up in an atmosphere of love and discipline. This year a sister ashram is being opened across the Ganga for the training and care of poor girls, run by Guru Mata Shraddhananda Saraswati, a senior disciple of Swami Omananda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUPPORT THE CHILDREN OF YOGA VEDANTA KUTIR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPIr1CCBeI/AAAAAAAAA14/s8RJk97GvP4/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPIr1CCBeI/AAAAAAAAA14/s8RJk97GvP4/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;If you would like to make a donation to support these children, please contact me at rampriyadas108@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.5; position: relative; width: 488px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Hari Om Tat Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;“Desire God alone. God-realization is your goal. Do not forget your goal for even a moment.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Swami Vishnudevananda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="border-top-color: rgb(160, 150, 128); border-top-style: dashed; border-top-width: 1px; line-height: 1.6; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-2035363346731610286?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/2035363346731610286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/ashram.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2035363346731610286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/2035363346731610286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/ashram.html' title='The Ashram'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPJ6vtd0lI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hoPRdFNHEuI/s72-c/IMG_0089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-3453104369982918684</id><published>2010-07-30T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:07:45.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Empty both your hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPGVWqHSBI/AAAAAAAAA1w/f1gESuQVl_8/s1600/224264354_b08efe89a5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPGVWqHSBI/AAAAAAAAA1w/f1gESuQVl_8/s320/224264354_b08efe89a5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Come Mother&lt;br /&gt;And take your seat in this beggar's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse this floor&lt;br /&gt;For it is covered in dust&lt;br /&gt;And I have no decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangles of gold decorate the One who puts the sun's light to shame&lt;br /&gt;So what am I to offer?&lt;br /&gt;What am I to please you with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can give is my song of longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rampriya Says&lt;br /&gt;Empty both your hands&lt;br /&gt;So you can strum the harp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-3453104369982918684?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/3453104369982918684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/empty-both-your-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/3453104369982918684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/3453104369982918684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/empty-both-your-hands.html' title='Empty both your hands'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPGVWqHSBI/AAAAAAAAA1w/f1gESuQVl_8/s72-c/224264354_b08efe89a5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-4345159454592400014</id><published>2010-07-30T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:47:08.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Lord Rishabha's Golden Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPDWiyY2-I/AAAAAAAAA1o/j5OvXunckOg/s1600/sadhu-with-flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPDWiyY2-I/AAAAAAAAA1o/j5OvXunckOg/s320/sadhu-with-flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: maroon; font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"Seeing all beings, moving and non-moving, as My dwelling place, you must salute Me in everything at every moment. This is truly My worship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When you feel that everything you do with your mind, speech, sight, and other senses is an offering directly to Me, you will be liberated from this great illusion, which is like the noose of the lord of death." -Lord Rishabha (From &lt;i&gt;Srimad Bhagavatam&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon; font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: maroon; font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Translation from Swami Bhajanananda Saraswati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-4345159454592400014?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/4345159454592400014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/seeing-all-beings-moving-and-non-moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4345159454592400014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/4345159454592400014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/seeing-all-beings-moving-and-non-moving.html' title='Lord Rishabha&apos;s Golden Advice'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFPDWiyY2-I/AAAAAAAAA1o/j5OvXunckOg/s72-c/sadhu-with-flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-6467127733880639194</id><published>2010-07-30T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:08:15.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Mother and Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFO--zfLbsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/924Z3WttCsM/s1600/40856157jnaBkF_ph.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFO--zfLbsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/924Z3WttCsM/s320/40856157jnaBkF_ph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Place your mind on Mother's wings&lt;br /&gt;And watch all evil vanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Her night swallows all nights&lt;br /&gt;So one can dance and sing in&lt;br /&gt;Her timeless pasture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scent of Her love&lt;br /&gt;Speaks to me in a language&lt;br /&gt;Too simple to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother and child&lt;br /&gt;Mother and child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river of time bends&lt;br /&gt;And weaves through landscapes&lt;br /&gt;Of emotions...&lt;br /&gt;But the great ones do not sink&lt;br /&gt;For they have built a boat&lt;br /&gt;Of Her many names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Rampriya says&lt;br /&gt;How long can one keep away?&lt;br /&gt;Now is time to climb aboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-6467127733880639194?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/6467127733880639194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/mother-and-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/6467127733880639194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/6467127733880639194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/mother-and-child.html' title='Mother and Child'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFO--zfLbsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/924Z3WttCsM/s72-c/40856157jnaBkF_ph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238503941994935527.post-8494471651145531329</id><published>2010-07-30T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:16:44.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rampriya Says (Poems)'/><title type='text'>Sandalwood upon the stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFO8m2ycqGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/cXPMpWpnB3Q/s1600/lalon2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFO8m2ycqGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/cXPMpWpnB3Q/s320/lalon2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Names are infinite for that Supreme One,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To which name shall I call?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like stars upon the dark night sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These forms seem numerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To which one shall I turn my gaze?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost in the many,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rampriya cries for that Simple One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Great Seers say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The secret lies in the mixture of longing and patience,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like sandalwood upon the stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not push against the door...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or else the house will crumble.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238503941994935527-8494471651145531329?l=rampriyadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/feeds/8494471651145531329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/sandalwood-upon-stone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8494471651145531329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238503941994935527/posts/default/8494471651145531329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rampriyadas.blogspot.com/2010/07/sandalwood-upon-stone.html' title='Sandalwood upon the stone'/><author><name>Rampriya Das</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523149019506593483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCQu1nb7u0E/TFO8m2ycqGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/cXPMpWpnB3Q/s72-c/lalon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
