The Avatar, even the Supramental one, assumes certain human traits in right earnest. ... In a very effective sense, God has to become like us in order to help us become like Him.
Old nature sits a phantom by the way,
Old passions may forbid, old doubts return.
Then are there other lives here or beyond
To satisfy us. I will persist, O Lord.
This talk is about the significance of the soul. Presented by Dr Alok Pandey as a part of a webinar "New Approaches to Medicine and Health" hosted by NAMAH.
Words are poor and clumsy, O divine Master, and mental translations are always childish…. But my aspiration for Thee is constant, and, to tell the truth, it is very often Thyself and Thou alone who livest in this body, an imperfect means of Thy manifestation.
When the physical disorder comes, one must not be afraid; one must not run away from it, must face it with courage, calmness, confidence, with the certitude that illness is a falsehood. ...
... this asking and getting should not become the basis of our faith nor should the material things we ask for becoming a way of life or worse still, its goal.
Aswapati has reached the very core of creation, the space or domain from where the ideas and forces leap into creation and where our soul returns for a rejuvenating sleep.
Satyavan and Savitri meet in a moment of the soul. They are wedded before the Sun of Truth in the forest itself. Their soul, the Truth embedded within it, the Divine within, is their witness. Nature has set the stage for this heavenly betrothal.
Let the Grace and Love and Peace flow. The key here is to forget oneself and become as impersonal as possible. It is also very important to be in a state of constant humility. This humility is our safeguard, the rest doesn't matter.
Sri Aurobindo: “I know with absolute certitude that the supramental is a truth and that its advent is in the very nature of things inevitable. The question is as to the when and the how. That also is decided and predestined from somewhere above... ."
Humanity, acceptable I find
Thy ages that have wept out sweat and blood,
Since all was made to give its utter price
To one wild moment of thy hidden God.