Guest guest Posted May 25, 2001 Report Share Posted May 25, 2001 --- suri suryanarayan <suri_suryanarayan wrote: > Om namo Bhagavate sri Ramanaya Dear Vicki, The import of the Namdev story,as I understand: Namdev, a great Bhakta of Vithoba was proud of his closeness to Him. It made Namdev's surrender incomplete. Though a great bhakta he surely was, he was still in dvaita as an ego separate from God. The Gora Kumbhar episode was to make him ready to realize the Truth by introspection. The pain of humiliation at the hands of Gora was a divine tool for the divine purpose. There is no need to feel sad about it. (Who feels sad?) When Vithoba asked him to go to the temple to seek his Guru He prepared Namdev for the ultimate surrender. Namdev met His Guru, surrendered at His feet became a Sivalinga,that is, he was Illumined. The story of the Sivalinga brings out in a most profound and symbolic way the Illumination of Namdev when he becomes one with Siva as his dvaita bhava (separateness from Self) dissappears by his surrendering the ego at the feet of his Guru Sri Visobakesar. It was a popular story with Bhagavan and many devotees have heard it from His divine lips. Namo Ramana suri __________ For regular News updates go to http://in.news. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 26, 2001 Report Share Posted May 26, 2001 vicki, you are very dear. this is a story just for you. love, ~jessica ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ There was once a young girl who was brought up in a house of prostitution. This was her destiny, at the time. She couldn't get away from it. But she used to pray to Ramana Maharshi, "Oh Lord, if I must go this route, be with me. I'm not praying to change my life, if this is my destiny. But I'm praying that your strength and your love will always be with me." Now across the street, there was a so called Jnani, and he used to stand in front of the market place, telling everybody they're consciousness and absolute reality, preaching and screaming. This went on for years. Finally the time came when they both died and they went before God. And God told the girl, "You have to go back to the earth, and you have to be a Jnani." And he told the so called aspiring Jnani," You have to go back to the earth as a snake." And the man said, "How come Lord? I extolled your virtues to everyone. I told all the people they were consciousness and they were absolute reality, and you send me back as a snake. What did I do?" And God said, "You have no heart. You come from the talking school. All you did with your life was to talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. But this girl gave me her heart. She surrendered to me. She didn't bemoan her fate. She just wanted me to be with her during her trials and tribulations. And I gave her the strength to carry on, so now she is free. But you still have a lot to learn. So you have to go back as a snake." This makes us think. What are we really doing with our lives? We read lots of books, see lots of teachers, have a lot of head knowledge, but how many of us have given out hearts to God? And God is not far away. God is really the self. But in order to contact that self you have to have a lot of humility. To feel God's grace means you have to surrender completely, have a lot of humility. You have to have the attitude, "I know nothing, you are everything". This kind of an attitude will set you free. (from a transcript ~ satsang with Robert Adams) - "vicki" snip> > Speaking about being sad - > actually , that was a victory . > A victory over an old complex - incapacity & shame to acknowledge > publicly that there is something that I do not understand. > > I am glad I've overcome that. > > Who is glad & sad in the same time ?! > well , this is a question ... > > vicki Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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