At the Sight of Thy Light!

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lightning-like spreads from my heart to all cells of my body,

saturating them with divine devotion.

I ... enter the inmost heaven of Thy presence.The soul's secret door suddenly opens;

and, oh, what bliss I feel at the sight of Thy light!"

 

Om"Whence, whence this soundless roar doth come,When drowseth matter's

dreary drum?On shores of bliss, Om, booming, breaks!All earth, all

heaven, all body shakes!Cords bound to flesh are broken

all,Vibrations burst, meteors fall!The hustling heart, the boasting

breath,No more shall cause the yogi's death;All nature lies in

darkness soft,Dimness of starlight seen aloft;Subconscious dreams

have gone to bed...'Tis then that one doth hear Om's tread;The

bumble-bee now hums along --Hark! Baby Om doth sing His song!From

Krishna's flute the call is sweet:'Tis time the Watery God to

meet!Now, the God of Fire is singing!Om! Om! Om! His harp is

ringing.God of Prana now is sounding --Wondrous, breathing-bells

resounding!O! Upward climb the living tree;Hark to the cosmic

symphony.From Om, the soundless roar! From OmThe call for light o'er

dark to roam.From Om the music of the spheres!From Om the mist of

nature's tears!All things of earth and heaven declare,Om! Om!

Resounding everywhere!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prayer for the Great Enlightenment"O August God, Beloved Father,

Oversoul of the Universe,Spirit of Spirits, Friend of Friends!unravel

for me the mystery of my existence.Teach me to worship Thee in

breathlessness,in sleeplessness, in deathlessness.In the stillness of

my soul, possess me;may I be conscious of Thine immortal presence in

and around me.I yearn to know Thee, O secondless, O True Unique!"

 

 

 

 

God God God"From the depths of slumber,As I ascend the spiral

stairways of wakefulness,I will whisper:God! God! God!Thou art the

food, and when I break my fastOf nightly separation from Thee,I will

taste Thee, and mentally say:God! God! God!No matter where I go, the

spotlight of my mindWill ever keep turning on Thee;And in the battle

din of activity, my silent war-cry will be:God! God! God!When

boisterous storms of trials shriek,And when worries howl at me,I will

drown their noises, loudly chanting:God! God! God!When my mind weaves

dreamsWith threads of memories,Then on that magic cloth will I

emboss:God! God! God!Every night, in time of deepest sleep,My peace

dreams and calls, Joy! Joy! Joy!And my joy comes singing

evermore:God! God! God!In waking, eating, working, dreaming,

sleeping,Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving,My soul will

constantly hum, unheard by any:God! God! God!"

 

 

“I sought those lost two eyes everywhere,

There were many black eyes

That sought to mother me,

Looking, searching for her everywhere,

I found my Divine Mother;

And in Her love

I found my mother’s love.

I found those lost two black eyes.

Seeking and seeking my dead mother,

I found the Deathless Mother.

The lost love of my earthly mother

I found in my Cosmic Mother.

 

Whence came the black-eyed light,

Flickering in my life a moment?

Many a time

By bitter speech and sadness driven,

The boat of my life found safety

In the harbor of those two eyes.

 

'Many times have I fed theeThe life-blood of My milkFrom the breasts

of many mothers.Your black-eyed mother,Whom you lost awhile,Was none

else but Me, only Me . . .'

 

Always have I loved thee! Ever shall I love thee!'"

 

 

~ Paramahansa Yogananda, from "Whispers from Eternity"

 

 

 

"He (Master Mahasaya, aka M,) gently slapped my chest over the heart.

A transforming silence ensued. Just as the modern "talkies" become

inaudible motion pictures when the sound apparatus goes out of order,

so the Divine Hand, by some strange miracle, stifled the earthly

bustle. The pedestrians as well as the passing trolley cars,

automobiles, bullock carts, and iron-wheeled hackney carriages were

all in noiseless transit. As though possessing an omnipresent eye, I

beheld the scenes which were behind me, and to each side, as easily

as those in front. The whole spectacle of activity in that small

section of Calcutta passed before me without a sound. Like a glow of

fire dimly seen beneath a thin coat of ashes, a mellow luminescence

permeated the panoramic view.

My own body seemed nothing more than one of the many shadows, though

it was motionless, while the others flitted mutely to and fro.

Several boys, friends of mine, approached and passed on; though they

had looked directly at me, it was without recognition.

The unique pantomime brought me an inexpressible ecstasy. I drank deep

from some blissful fount. Suddenly my chest received another soft blow

from Master Mahasaya. The pandemonium of the world burst upon my

unwilling ears. I staggered, as though harshly awakened from a

gossamer dream. The transcendental wine removed beyond my reach. "

~ Paramahansa Yoganandaji, from "Autobiography of a Yogi"

 

 

Love & Peace,

 

Mazie