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Good evening to all of you here in our Jadan Ashram, and to all our dear sisters and brothers, spiritual seekers around the world. This blessing is coming to you from the holy land, Bhārat. Bhārat is, in reality, the holy land because numerous divine incarnations took place on the soil of Bhārat, or India. Thousands, millions of the ṛṣis and saints who come into the category of the holy or the pure divine also incarnated on the soil of Bhārat, India. A great person wrote something about this country: Chandan hai mere deś kī māṭī—the soil of my country, Bhārat, is like sandalwood. Tapobhūmi har grām hai—every village is a place of austerity. Har bālā hai Devī kī pratimā—every girl, every daughter, is a statue representing the Divine Mother. Baccha Baccha Rām—every boy is like God Rāma. Ārādhya Gurudev, Indudharaṃ Samrāṭ Swāmī Madhavānandajī writes: "My salutation to this divine land, Bhārat, where one can have a darśana of the Satguru." Self-realization is realized here. There is no other country. All the ṛṣis and saints have a hope to incarnate again in Bhārat. Without being here, without being blessed here, without practicing here, you cannot realize the light of Brahman. Śrī Pūjya Bhagavān Dīpa Nārāyaṇa Dīna Brahma Upadeśa Bhagavān Dīpa Nārāyaṇa Mahāprabhujī blessed me with the knowledge of Brahman. Madhavānanda Ānandbhaya Gurujī said, "What a bliss, Paya Bhārat Deś, that I was blessed to be born and live in Bhārat." My dear, the sun is always the sun. The sun cannot become the moon. And the moon will always be the moon; it cannot become the sun. Night is always night, and day is always day. The Bhārat we speak of is not to be compared with certain present situations. I am talking about the soil, the holy land. And therefore, Bhārat has a right to be called the Holy Land. Language, spirituality, yoga—meaning all the spiritual techniques, prayers, meditations—research about astrology, astronomy, science, medicine, and so on, was researched and invented in this country by great ṛṣis. Those ṛṣis are the fathers of entire mankind. It doesn't matter on which globe you are, which part of the globe you are. All humans are the children of those Ṛṣis. It is great, our entire planet. We cannot separate Bhārat from the other parts of the globe. All is in one, in oneness. The oceans, mountains, earth—all are in oneness. And all the creatures, all living beings, are at home on this planet, this living planet, life. And therefore, the ṛṣi said, "The whole world is the family of one God." And when this one God’s family begins to fight and make differences, the father or mother is not happy. We came here to love, to respect, to help or support, to guide, and to acknowledge as our brothers and sisters all creatures on this planet. That is Brahmajñāna, and that is the purpose of human life. Due to certain destinies or ignorance, selfishness, our weakness, our anger, pride, and our greed, we may be led in a different direction. But finally, we are one Ātmā with many Jīvātmā. All are the light of one Paramātmā, and that is to be realized. The sādhanā, the meditation, the yoga, whatever you want to do—if you do it on this holy soil of Bhārat, it has a greater effect. There are certain places good for certain things. There is somewhere a warm fountain, a warm spring coming from the ground. It’s good for certain illnesses. If you go to bathe there, what we call the spa, rehabilitation centers—every country has something beautiful. That’s it. Similarly, spiritual development towards the self and self-realization needs that guidance and must be practiced here. Now it is you who will take this vibration, these experiences, this energy to that part of the world where you will travel. Spirituality, culture, and knowledge travel with humans. So you are the one who is bringing this message. There are certain rays of energies we don’t see, but they are there. Suppose you go to the X-ray room. There is a law that they put a jacket on you, which protects you, your lungs, and this part of the body from those rays. And the door should be safe, so that these rays don’t go through. So positive is the same thing, and negative is also the same thing. To sit with some negative persons who are talking negatively, angrily, and so on, you are charging this negative energy within thyself. And when you are somewhere sitting with happy, healthy, great persons, talking about love, understanding, and harmony, you feel beautiful. The spiritual life, satsaṅg, is like a magnet. You have, suppose, a piece of magnet in your hand, and you take a piece of iron and touch the magnet; it will stick to it. Not only this, but the nail, the iron nail, will itself become a magnet. You take the second nail and touch this nail; it will again also catch. Similarly, your spiritual energy, your spiritual thoughts will influence and purify others. Or, if you have negativity, then you will infect all others and misguide. It creates the fear, the hate, the jealousy, the darkness. When the bhakta whose heart is like an ocean, whose mind is clear like the sky, solid like the Himalayas... disciplined like the moon and sun, but still that heart is longing to help others—and there you need a source from where your spiritual energy is coming. Or negative energy. Negative energy comes from the negative person, and spiritual energy comes from the spiritual person. Your decision, where you want to go and what you want to hear, can destroy completely. So always pray to God. Though we feel that we are spiritual and good, we still feel empty. We are all searching for love, and that kind of love—not that someone loves us, but we are searching for some symbol, some object where we can demonstrate or give our love. How many times were you refused? How many times were you disappointed? How many wounds you have: emotional, intellectual, social, political, and so on. How many times? That’s not the pure love. We need that love which flows, and no one rejects that. And that is, without expectation, you can send from the far distance. A good person sends good wishes, and a negative one will always talk negatives. Yes, one who has such a love in the heart becomes like the flame, and that flame is constantly giving light, balanced. Look at our electric light. It is balanced by the powerhouse. There is a special machine, which we call stabilizers. So we have light in us, but we are emotionally not balanced. Intellectually, emotionally, socially, these are imbalanced. But our prayers and following Guru Vākya is balancing. And for that, we want to proceed further. Our beloved Satguru Dev, Holy Gurujī, Mahādvanānjī Mahārāj said, "You see, how much Gurujī gave to the people, you can’t imagine. From his very early age, when he was a few years only, till the last breath of his life, he gave, he gave, he gave." But still, he wants to give more. Though he did, or we are doing, but we still feel empty. We are pūrṇa, but still we think we can give more. When will my cup of love be filled with love? I am a beggar, I am standing and yearning. When will my cup of love be filled with love? Prem is the love. Love is God, and God is love. That prem is the wisdom. That Prem is the knowledge. That is the oneness. Piyālā is the bowl, pot. O Lord, when will you fill my pot with the love? And that pot is our heart. All the times we are giving, we are giving. But the source is that from divine Mahāprabhujī, Mahāprabhujī. But Gurujī said about this: the source of the light of the entire universe. Amṛt ke Sāgar—the ocean of the nectar. Śrīdīp Harī Mahādānī hai—Mahāprabhujī is the greatest one, the giver, who gives the light to the entire universe and love to all creatures and all souls, because he is the giver. But still, Mahāprabhujī, Gurujī is asking, "I am standing in front of your door." I am standing, waiting, waiting,... waiting. How long should I wait? O Mahāprabhujī, when will you feel the thought of the love? Because such a great saint, viśvē bhavantu sukhinaḥ—everyone should be happy. That is a saint. Not only "this should be happy, my family should be happy; others don’t matter"—this doesn’t matter. "These are my children. They are my brother’s children, and they are their children now." That is no love, that is a moha. Moha or moho means ignorance. Moha means darkness. Moha means attachment is darkness. Prem kā pyālā hari kab merā bharasī, adānā vikārī ham khaḍe khaḍe tarsī. Tere darbār mein kaunsi kamī hai? O Lord, in Thy kingdom everything is enough. There is nothing missing. Tere darbār mein—Thy kingdom, O Lord, in the entire universe, is enough. Nothing is missing. Hum kyo bhūkhe jāye tere darśāy? Why should I go hungry from your door? What kind of hunger? The hunger of love, the hunger of knowledge, the hunger of self-realization. To satisfy and quench the thirst of this worldly, material attachment. Liberate me from this into the freedom. Tere darbār mein kaunsi kamīye, my lord, in thy kingdom? Nothing is missing, everything is there. Then why should I go hungry from thy door? Everyone who came to thy door got everything. They got everything. No one went empty-handed from thy house. Everyone got everything they wanted, because you have enough of everything. On whom thy very kind, very merciful look falls, on them. Just a second, if his kind look falls on you, millions of people will look to you and greet you. Because it is his look, his mahār, his blessing. Blessing. Understand what is a blessing. Many people do not understand the blessings. Therefore, it is said in one poem: there was one, "Either give me a torch light or my glasses to read." A small torch light, a little. There is one story. Sit down. Small story. In Jalor district in Rajasthan, there was one Mahātma living. His name was Dungarpurī. What was his name? There was a Mahātma living in Jalor district. His name was Dungarpurī. I was there two days before, in that place somewhere. One day, a hunter came, and Swāmījī was living in a small hut. Before 70 or 80 years, he was in the jungle. Many, many bushes and wildlife. Rajasthan was not like this, what you see now. You need a strong heart to go from garden to here in ashram. Greedy humans chipped off all trees and all bushes and destroyed. Gurujī said, "From Nepal to Nārāy, only four kilometers, but..." People didn’t dare to go alone, so big trees, about 20 meters, 30 meters high, many, many trees, so thick trunks of the trees. What did humans do? Shaped down, nothing is there. The hunter came. Swāmījī saw the hunter. Swamiji ne dekha ke koi śikārī āyā, bandūk leke. As the hunter saw Swamiji sitting there, he hid his gun somewhere behind the bush and went to greet Swamiji. Swamiji said, "What did you throw behind the bush?" He said, "Nothing, Gurudev." He said, "Don’t say nothing. You threw the gun." He said, "Yes, for what?" He said, "I am poor. I have no money, nothing, so I have to feed my children, and I am just giving, hunting." Swāmījī said, you know, "Don’t kill any innocent animals, otherwise you will suffer." And you know what is that gun? Bandūk. And bandook means bay, two, and dukh means suffering. When you kill someone through this gun, you will suffer and others will suffer. Therefore, don’t kill. Give up. So, Gurudev, how do I do it? What do I do? Do the bhajan of Bhagavān. You will be happy. You will be at peace at home. Jaina Bābājī, give me a lot of water today. Give me a mantra. Gurujī said, "You will be happy. Your home will be happy." Harmony, love, and prosperity, everything. Then he said, "Please make me a disciple and bless me with a mantra." Swamiji said, "Okay." He gave him mantra, and in his ear, some santa. Sādhus believe that mantra should be spoken silently in the ear of the disciple and say, like this. That means Gurudev gives his prāṇa through the ear. He says, "Swāmījī, I have heard that when someone gets mantra, dīkṣā, kuśa, sambhet, dakṣiṇā, but I have nothing. Gurujī, I have only this gun. I present it to you." Swamiji said, "Okay, there was one old mālā. He had some, he gave him the mālā, this mālā, and practice your mantra and go." At home, Bhilani was waiting with the children. She cleaned the pots and waited for him to come with some killed animals so she could cook. He came home at 5 o’clock in the hand mālā. Hari Om Tat Sat, Hari Om Tat Sat,... Hari Om Tat Sat. Bheelani Kaya keve gare, ek karam phutoda. Kain tu pagal hogayo. Tabor tu ghare beta, bhukkaon kain le layo, tu kain nata kariyog. Hari Om Tat Sat. Kai karare? She was angry. He said, "Stupid one, you became stupid. Children are hungry. I am waiting for them to cook. What is this theater? This. What have you in your hands?" He said, "I found the Gurudev today." And Gurudev said, "You will have peace and harmony and everything, enough at home. Give up killing. I saw Gurudev today. Gurudev said, 'Son, stop hunting.' Don’t kill animals. It will be a sin. Take the name of God. There will be peace and quiet in the house. Don’t fight. Get into the house." She was so angry, that lady, and the cooking pot made out of clay, that cooking pot she threw on his head, and his head was injured and blood was falling. She was angry. Can you imagine? When women are angry, the husband should do nothing, only... Prayer and go around the corner away. Restlessness, troubles. So he went straight back to the Swamiji in his hut to give back the mālā and take the gun back and again begin hunting. Swamiji was sitting there. He was surprised. Around six o’clock, the hunter came. Swamiji said, "Bhagat, did you come early? Did you get lost? So quickly you came back, you got lost." He said, "Swamiji, you told me at home will be peace and harmony and love. Nothing is like that. You see, my head is injured, bleeding. My wife is angry. Children are crying, restless. There is no peace. And you said there will be peace when you pray here. Swamiji, you are the greatest cheater. Why? You took my gun, which cost me 2,000 rupees. And you gave me one mālā which cost only two rupees. What kind of business? Please give my gun and take your mālā. Oh Mahārāj, I am tired. You took my gun, which cost me 2,000 rupees, and you gave me a mālā, which cost me 2 rupees." Maharaj said, "Give my mantra back, not only the mālā." Now, how can I give my mantra back? Give my mantra also back. So he said, "Gurujī, take your mantra as you gave me. Just take it as you gave me." Then Gurujī said to him, "Look, there is one stone rock for sitting. Go and dust your ear like this." So he went and he dusted his ear like this. That must be kesar. What is a kesar? Saffron. Saffron powder fell out of his ear. That much. He took his gun and went away. Dungar Purījī Mahārāj wrote one poem. Kāche ghare nīra nahīṃ thare, aura nahīṃ thare kāgaja meṃ parā. Bugla motī ko kyā kare, aur motī hansoṅ kā chārā. He wrote a beautiful poem. Kaache ghare neer nahi thare—the pot made out of clay which is not burned. It is still; all is like mud. You cannot feel the water inside. Water will go out, and clay will melt. Kache ghare nir nahi thare—you can’t keep the water in that pot. Aur nahi thare kāgej me para—in this paper you cannot keep what you call the quicksilver. You cannot transfer with this. Buglā Motī Ko Kyā Kare? The kingfisher, what should he do with the pearl? Moti Hansau Ka Chara. Those pearls are the diet of the Paramhaṁsas. That means those spiritualities, those things, only a few understand. Prema kā pyālā hari kebā merā bharā se, jispar mere bhai, merī kī nazar bhai, prema amṛta hari, behad bhar se. On whom the Gurudev’s kind look was, there was behad—without border, so much amṛta is raining, pouring on it. The amṛtā of the blessings, the amṛtā of that divinity, the power. I am asking you, my Lord, I am asking you, my Lord, why my pot is empty? Since when I am waiting at your door? Constantly, I am looking to you and expecting that you will give me, give me, give me. Before it is said, those who came to your door, they took more than... Enough, and on whom your kind look was, they got everything. I am asking you, my Lord, why I am still waiting and my pot is empty. I am that one who is asking. "Maiṅ hūṅ sawālī, merā pyālā kyoṅ khālī?" Kabhi to dayālu dātā, dayā hum par karasi. I am sure, my Lord, sooner or later one day, you will be merciful to me. You will fill my pot. You will be merciful. I am sure, and I am waiting, the day will come, Gurudev, that will be fulfilled. Mīrā, Narsī, Kabīr, or Tulasī, Ānand, Bhakta, Sant, Pyālā, PP, Harsī, all these—Kabīrdās, Tulsīdās, Mīrābāī, and all these saints—always they pull out the bowl, they drink this nectar of the love, the nectar of the blessing. Shrī Dīp Dayālū Dātā, kyoṁ nahīṁ sunte? O Merciful Mahāprabhujī, why don’t you listen to me? Gurujī said, "Akhil Khajānā Terā, kyā khūṭe kharce?" You have so much treasure, immortal treasure. You don’t lose anything if you give something. Like a chīḍiyā chāñch bhar le gayī, aur nadiyāṁ gatīyo mir dharam kiyā dhanāte, aur kah gayī dās Kabīr, Śrī Mādhāvānand ke prem ānand barso. Holy Gurūjī said, "Please let it rain of the divine love on me." The amṛt barse, jab hī merā ātmā har se, then my ātmā does things, sit down. You don’t know. You don’t know why you are disturbing. When that divine blessing, that divine mercy will be constant, my ātmā will be overjoyed. Prem Ka Pyala Hari Kabha Mera Baar, Prem Ka Pyala Hari Kabha. Deep Narayan Bhagwan Ki, Dev Purisha Mahadevaki. Hindu Dharam Samrat Satguru Swami Madhavananji Bhagwanaki. Satya Sanātana Dharma kī. Om śāntiḥ śāntiḥ... Vishwa Guru Mamandaleshwar Paramahanswami Maheshwaranandji Gurudevaki Jai. Blessings to all. I hope that tomorrow maybe there will be an opportunity to do the webcast with me. Otherwise, every day will be webcast with one of our ashram sannyāsīs or bhaktas, bhajan singings, and so on. Let us hope from where and when Mahāprabhujī will bless me to be with you through the webcast. Until then, my dear ones, bless you and pray for your spiritual development and love of Mahāprabhujī. Om Śānti, Śānti, Śrī Dīp Nārāyaṇ Bhagavān Kī Jai, Hari Om.