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The Night of Union

Each night I pray is a happy night for me,
Because the messenger of my Friend is near to me.
Everyone loses his light when night comes.
For me, my light comes when time for prayer comes.
Day of separation gone, the night of Union arrives;
O day, please end, let the night remain!
O Friend, so long as You abide, no sorrow can I have So long as I live:
You are my Lord and I a slave!
Each moment, Friend, when I come in front of You
Happiness is allowed and pain and sorrow forbidden!
- SANAI GHAZNAVI - Sufi Mystic ( AD 1131)
Translated by Mahmood Jamal

Freed From All Ties

The land surrounding the Panchavati (at Dakshineswar where Sri Ramakrishna lived)was not even then as it is now. It was full of pits, ditches, low lands, jungles, etc. There grew an Amalaki tree among the wild trees and plants. It was a burial ground besides being a jungle. Therefore people hardly went there even in the daytime.If they went that way at all, they never entered the jungle. So, going there at night was out of the question. No one ventured there for fear of ghosts. We have heard from Hriday that the tree grew on a low piece of land. So, anyone sitting under that tree could not be seen from the high land outside the jungle. The Master used to sit under it for meditation at night.
One night, when the Master started for that place, Hriday followed him without his knowledge and saw him enter that jungle. He did not go farther lest the Master should be annoyed. But in order to frighten him he threw stones and some gravel so that they fell round about him for some time. Seeing that this did not bring the Master back, he could not do anything but return to his room. He asked the Master during his leisure the next day, “What do you do when you enter the jungle at night?” “There is,” replied the Master, “an Amalaki tree there. I sit under it and practice meditation. The scriptures say that anyone who meditates under an Amalaki tree, with whatever desire in his mind, gets it fulfilled.”
As soon as the Master sat for meditation under that tree after that event, there happened from time to time various kinds of disturbances like stone-throwing, for a few days. Although he knew that it was all Hriday’s doing, the Master never mentioned it to him. But Hriday could not feel at ease when he found that he could not dissuade him by that means. One day he entered the jungle with a silent step shortly after the Master had gone to the tree and saw from a distance that he had put off his cloth and the sacred thread and was sitting at ease in meditation. When he saw this, he thought, “Has uncle gone mad? It is only mad people that would do so. If he wants to meditate, let him do it by all means; but why does he throw off the only cloth he has on?”
Thinking so, he immediately approached him and said, “What is this? How is it that you have put off your thread and cloth and are stark naked?” When thus shouted at a few times, the Master gained his normal consciousness and heard Hriday put those questions to him. He said, “What do you know? Thus freed from all ties, one should practice meditation. From his birth man labours under ‘eight bondages’, of hatred, fear, shame, aversion, egoism, vanity, pride of noble descent, and obsession with formal good conduct. The sacred thread also is a ‘bondage’, for it is a sign of the egoism, ‘I am a Brahmin and superior to all.’ When one calls on Mother, one should discard these ‘bondages’ and call on Her with a concentrated mind. That is why I have put off these. I shall put them on again when I return at the end of meditation.” Hriday was aghast to hear these words which he had never heard before and unable to say anything in reply, left that place. A little while previously he had thought that he would convince his uncle of his mistake in various ways and scold him, but what he actually did was nothing of the kind.
- Swami Saradananda, “Sri Ramakrishna - The Great Master”, Sri Ramakrishna Math, Chennai.

There are no waves in the brain

Like a drunkard, no analyzing of any thing in the world remains in the par avastha of Kriya.
- Lahiri Mahasaya from His Gita, Chapter 5, verse 18. Srimad Bhagavad Gita: Spiritual Commentaries by Yogiraj Lahiri Mahasay and Swami Sriyukteshvar, English Translations, copyright Yoga Niketan
What is required is a well concentrated practice of Kriya, by which a sort of drunken or intoxicated feeling develops, and then the mind is not attracted to outward things.
- Shri Sanyal Mahasay from His Gita, Chaper 13, verse 10. Spiritual Gita, English translation by Smt. Chandrakanta Agarwala
Ramakrishna's influence was steadily gaining it's hold upon Girish. One night Girish drank himself into unconsciousness at the house of a prostitute. In the morning, he hastened to visit Ramakrishna. He was full of remorse, but had not neglected to bring a bottle of wine with him in the carriage. On arriving at Dakshineswar, he wept repentantly and embraced Ramakrisna's feet, suddenly, he felt an urgent need of a drink and discovered, to his dismay, that the carriage had already driven off. But now Ramakrishna smilingly produced not only the bottle, but Girish's shoes and scarf as well; he had told a devotee to bring them for the carriage, before it left. Girish could not control himself; he drank shamelessly before them all-- and having done so, was again repentant. "Drink to your hearts content", Ramakrishna told him, "it won't be for much longer"
- "Ramakrishna and His Disciples" by Christopher Isherwoood (Vedanta Society of Southern California)
One night, while Girish was in a brothel with two friends, he felt a sudden desire to visit Ramakrishna. Despite the lateness of the hour they took a carriage to Dakshineswar. They were very drunk. Everyone at the Temple was asleep. But, when Girish and his friends came staggering into Ramakrishna's room, Ramakrishna received them joyfully. Going into ecstasy, he grasped both of Girish's hands and began to dance and sing with him.
- "Ramakrishna and His Disciples" by Christopher Isherwoood (Vedanta Society of Southern California)
In the paravastha----advanced stage of yoga there are no waves in the brain, and in the more advanced stage man becomes intoxicated like a drunk without any ambition or any wish----this is the effect of spiritual happiness.
- Shri Sanyal Mahasay from His Gita, Chaper 2, verse 49. Spiritual Gita, English translation by Smt. Chandrakanta Agarwala
Just as the sea, already full of water, remains calm regardless of rivers and streams entering it, in the same way, those who, even being filled with the Bliss of Brahman, can partake in sense matters in an unperturbed and desireless manner, meaning as if done by an unseen doer -- they are the ones who live liberated from the imprisonment of this material world.
- Swami Maharaj Sri Yukteshvarji from His Gita, Chapter 2, verse 70. Srimad Bhagavad Gita: Spiritual Commentaries by Yogiraj Lahiri Mahasay and Swami Sriyukteshvar, English Translations, copyright Yoga Niketan

A devotee recounts darshan of the Guru

A devotee had written an account of visiting with the Master, back October 2015. Whilst some private things had to be edited or removed, some of it can also be shared:


The past few days, several of us have gathered together to sit at Master’s feet and have His darshan. It has been a profoundly difficult past year for Master with many difficult things going on. It was hoped by a few of us that Master would come to Coconut to finally be alone and have some time to rest after this very difficult period, but as always, Master’s heart melted when He thought of others. A few of us had been very worried about Master meeting with people at this time and at times even pleaded for Him to rest, but when pressed, He looked at us and said, “You can’t feel people’s hearts tugging at me?” and once again, not being able to bear the thought of anyone’s suffering, Master gave us all so much of His time and love. The past few days we have sat at His feet and experienced and heard so many things and I will try to do the best I can for the people who were not fortunate enough to be here, so they too can carry with them some of the endless blessings that have been showered upon us this weekend.

The undeniable truth is simply that people really have to be here, at the feet of the Guru to truly feel what takes place. As much as one can describe the external events that occurred, or recount the lofty things that were spoken, how can one convey the living experience of being transported to another realm by the eternally sweet divine child, taking your hand and leading you into Gokul? What is sweeter, more charming than the Divine Child, innocently playing, singing, teasing? Can there be a delight greater than this? There is no “Thursday night, Friday morning”, no “2pm, 11am”. The world disappears, all thoughts melt away, there is just the sweetest, indescribable joy. And with it, some unspeakable things take place, behind the words, behind the events, something very deep within, beyond the mind, beyond any thought, so much so, that talking of “things and events” all become deeply external. It is a living experience, perhaps this is what the scriptures call “blessing” or “darshan”, for I feel deeper than ever, the profound touch of divinity. Does it make any difference what we did, what we heard, what we drank and ate and when it all took place? Master often says that being immersed in bhava and worship is so high, so lofty, so sweet, but people with diseased minds come and force Him to come way down, to a much lower level to talk about crazy things. So try as I might to recount the external events of the past few days, people must realise that what takes place is truly unspeakable and cannot really be described.

Coming respectfully and quietly into the room, we bow from a distance and see Master is sat on His asana, completely lost in smarana. Around Him are His sacred things, the images of God. From time to time He will stir, maybe lisp like a shy boy. Completely lost within, out will spontaneously pour some simple yet deeply stirring song to God. Ahead of Him on the big screen are pictures of great sages. They know nothing but God. Nothing else comes into their mind, they are untouched by anything of this world. They are pure and simple and completely and effortlessly aware of nothing but God. Master sees the screen and once again, is lost to the world. He often says that He can relate to nothing in this world except these rare devotees. Master says, “Kriya Yoga is the mind resting perfectly on nothing but God. Look at any small child, entirely dependent on his mother. THAT is a yogi. That little child knows nothing else but mama” Once again Master loses Himself within. After a while, Master stirs a little and looks around the room. Around Him are a room full of people who have come to hear “things” and learn “lessons” when really, they have come to kill Master. To kill the little child who knows nothing but “mama” (God), these people come and force Master to know “things”, they try to stop Him from being who He really is so that their diseased minds can hear “inspirational” talks. They go away feeling proud of their learning. Yet sat in front of them is the rarest miracle on this earth. The highest living and breathing embodiment of Yoga, a being who all the scriptures in ten directions bow to.

Master stirs once again and struggling to pick up His mp3 player, He presses a few buttons. On the speakers we can hear a short and funny clip from a show, and we all laugh. Master mimics the man’s voice and we all laugh again, such is the simple way we spent the past few days. On the outside, many other things took place... so many fun things. Other very deep and serious things also. Master spoke much about the intricacies of sadhana and the right way to do it, the correct attitudes to cultivate, how service and serving others is the highest attitude of all, and many, many such things that cannot be spoken about or shared. There were countless lessons for us all to take away and reflect on. But what was passed without words, without speaking, that was the most profound of all. I felt completely changed and truly blessed. As I am saddened at the thought of returning home to an alien world, I will try to hold onto these sacred memories and carry them with me deep in my heart, each and every day. It has been a very sacred time and I can do nothing but bow to Master, again and again.

"Tradition established, under directions of the holy Babaji, is that Kriya has to be obtained directly from a Kriya Yoga Guru and to be handed down from the Guru to the initiate in a continuous chain. A Kriya Yogi can only act as a Kriya-Guru when allowed to do so under permission from his own Guru.
Disciples of Lahiri Mahasaya used to be told to keep the teachings a closed secret and not to talk about it even with friends and relations who were not initiated into the secrets. So religiously this direction was followed that in cases even Kriya performers living as neighbours over twenty years did not know each other as members of the same spiritual fraternity."
- Sri Sailendra Bejoy Dasgupta, Chapter 5, Kriya Yoga

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