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Suno Sakhi Satguru Garaya, Aaj Sajjana Satguru Balaya, Sudeep Narayan Bhagwan Ki Jai. Vishwa Guru Mahamandir Swasih Swami Maheshwaranandaji A. This is a beautiful bhajan written by Swami Śrī Lālā Nānjī, a disciple of Mahāprabhujī. It describes how a devotee feels when Satguru Dev comes to their door. The joy of the devotees is indescribable. You see, knowledge cannot be weighed in kilograms. Endless happiness, joy, or love cannot be measured in centimeters. If it is pure and selfless, it is limitless. If there is selfishness, then it is limited. What we call selfish and narrow-minded—pride, greed, and rudeness—is constrained. But those who possess that pure love, whether they are humans, plants, the ocean, animals, or birds, experience something immeasurable. Imagine you have a garden with many beautiful little plants, including grass. There are weeds, and there is no rain. Everything is drying up. We also have no water; our wells are dry. The water source is very scarce. In such situations, in many countries, the government bans water use: no watering gardens, no washing cars, etc. This happens in many places, especially in Australia. Isn't that true, Devpurījī? He doesn't dare say no. It is true. So when it is so dry and suddenly the rain comes—na jednou přijde déšť—can you imagine the joy and happiness of those plants? It is new life, brother. New life. Joyful. Radostlý. The next day, they give you new leaves. The leaves that were hanging down turn upward. Ulta phul khile sunme—this is from Mahāprabhujī’s bhajan about yoga nidrā, "Ulta phul." The flower hangs like this, but when you give it that energy, love, and water, the hanging flower turns once more and thanks your God. We might think, "Oh, it's standing for us. Can we cut it and take it inside?" The flower becomes afraid when a human approaches with shears. Those flowers hanging like this are not quickly cut. So the flower turns towards the sky, towards God, saying, "Thank you, Lord." That joy, that happiness, is endless love. And what did God give in creation? Everything is endless, sustainable, and follows sustainable development. God made 8.4 million life forms, but God does not say, "Now, every day, you should multiply." Without God asking, we continue. New flowers will come, a third will come, grandchildren, great-grandchildren. We are already old plants, so be happy. As long as the honor of your garden, your life... Pull out the old plants. Make compost. Through composting, you enter the recycling process. You become good fertilizer for the ground and will be born again as a new flower. This is evidence of recycling. This flower contains all five elements, the same elements we have. So, recycling. If you do not believe in recycling, then do not believe in reincarnation. And if you do not believe in reincarnation, then you do not know what recycling is. It is a cycle. Automatically, for the forest, we put in new seeds. But in nature, no one tells them to put the seeds. Or, when it is very cold and rainy, and the sun comes—wow, again the neck comes up. Thank you, God. Kali, Kali,... harṣavathe. This is a beautiful word. Kali means blood, the bud that will open. But kalī means each and every cell of the body. So when Sadgurudev comes, when Mahāprabhujī came to Lalanānjī, he composed this bhajan. He sang it in honor and devotion to Mahāprabhujī to express his happiness, with all the bhaktas or satsaṅgīs present. He sang in front of them for the first time about how happy he was that Mahāprabhujī had come. On one side of Khatu to the west and north, and Lala Nanjī was on the other side to the southeast—not a far distance. Lala Nanjī was the son of Mahāprabhujī’s sister, as you know. So Lala Nanjī is singing the bhajan, Mahāprabhujī is sitting there, welcomed. Instead of giving a long lecture saying, "My dear brothers and sisters, Mahāprabhujī has come, how happy we are," you can say a nice poem or bhajan. That is called "Gagar me sagar." "Gagar" is this pot. Gagrī is also said, or ghaṭ. You know, we spoke about the ghaṭ. Gatakas, matakas, chidakas, ākāśa, mahākāśa. Ākāśa and mahākāśa. We have forgotten ākāśa. This is called Gagrī. This is the language of Gagri, the language where Krishna was born. They carried water on their heads, and Krishna threw a stone—a naughty boy. Tomorrow is his birthday, the day after tomorrow. So we must do something good. Our children should perform a good drama because Kṛṣṇa was dramatic. So this is a gagrī, and out of this, all the rest, everything you see, is the ocean. That is called sāgar. Now your duty is to pour the whole ocean into this pot, and it remains empty. That is called art, that is called siddhi, that is called knowledge, that is called technique, that is called realization. So please fill the whole ocean in this gāgrī. I am waiting for you. But it is said: a poet where the sun has no more reach, where sunlight can no longer come to that distance, ani slunce—"beyond this kavī," kavī means a poet, "tam, kavī to znamená básník," or an artist, nebo umělec, goes beyond the sun system. That is the real artist. The artist’s creation is beyond this sun, beyond what is visible, what you can see. Anyone can do this, but to go behind, beyond—jít dál, jít hlouběji. Jahan poun se ravi. Do you know what ravi is? The sun. Ravi, namaḥ. You forget all this. You always forget. Bhaskara, what is Bhaskara? Co je Bhaskara? Yes, I taught you in the beginning: Bhāskara, namaha. So many... So, Sāgara is ocean. The essence of the whole ocean, the capacity of the ocean, the quality of the ocean—with your one word or one poem, you fill it all into this little pot. That is called Gagarme Sāgara in India, a very well-known saying. Even if someone speaks little, they will say, "Oh, great. You put the whole Sāgara in the Gagarē." That is the word of wisdom. So each and every cell of the body is happy, full, joyful, like when it rained and all vegetation was so happy. So, suno, sakhi. Now, sakhi means two words: suno, sajana. Sajana means all good people, bhaktas, satsaṅgīs. Or, suno is sakhi. Sakhi means our vṛttis, our indriyas, our inner longings. Suno, Sajjan, Satguru gharāyā. Listen, my dear ones, Sajjans. Satguru gharāyā. He came to my door. Each and every cell of my body is vibrating out of joy, love, happiness. At that time, you perform Seva, Karma Yoga. But how do you do it? People will say, "Look how happy he is. His Gurujī is here. Now he has no more floor under his feet. He is levitating, running, working, tireless." There is no tiredness anymore. You do not need sleep, you do not need anything, because the energy that keeps you aware, fresh, healthy, and happy is that love. But when that love is gone, your mood is completely wrong. You are yawning, "I want to sleep, Māra, Māra. Mahāprabhujī, I’m tired today. Heal your mother tomorrow, please. Mahāprabhujī, you repeat for me." So, harṣaṇa, prapul, awaken, divine, conscious. Kālī, kālī, harṣāvate, mārī. Kālī, kālī, harṣāvate. Suno, sajana, sata, guru, gāra. That is it. When you have happiness in your house, when you tell everybody, "Look how happy we are," oh, we are very happy. "Do you know my horse gave birth today? Oh, how happy the children are, my God." Others say, "My rabbit gave me a baby." Happiness comes. Another man comes too. "Yes, we got a daughter too. My God, poor girls." There are people who are very happy. They pray to have a daughter, but to be honest, 98% of mothers and fathers wish for a son. God is just. He does nothing unjust. He equally loves His daughters and sons. God was thinking, "If there will be only men, my business is finished. My sustainability is blocked." So sustainability, continuity into unity with the divinity, that is sustainability. That is it. As this bhajan continues, Lālā Nandjī Mahārāj... All people were dancing. Generally, Mahāprabhujī did not want that, and Holī Gurujī also did not, and I follow in their footsteps. I also do not want to, but everyone got up. No one told me, but I think Mahāprabhujī also stood up. Mahāprabhujī was tall, and he had a stomach four times bigger than mine. Mahāprabhujī was like a Gaṇeśa. That is why there is a bhajan, no? So Mahāprabhujī is ghanānāmī. Ghananāmī means Gaṇeśa. Mahāprabhujī is Ghaṇanāmī. Ghaṇanāmī means Gaṇeśa. So, wherever you go, bring happiness. Whatever you do, do it with happiness, and do not always look at your neighbor’s plate. If you look at his more, you will not enjoy. You can enjoy. There was a Hungarian joke—if any Hungarians are here, please do not attack me. There was a big company, and Christmas was coming. The director or owner invited all his workers, about 150, to his office. He asked everyone, "Please come with your partner, your wife, your husband. Bring your spouse, and there will be a big dining table." It was a large round table so waiters could serve from inside—a circular table. One man, a second or third secretary, told his wife, "Tomorrow we are invited for dinner." Oh, she was so happy. "I will see all colleagues and see what the dinner is like." As usual, they dressed in nice dresses, yoga dresses, uniforms, and everyone had reserved seats with their names. This secretary or manager is sitting, and his wife is beside him. Then another man, and his wife, and food was served. Everybody said, "Brahmārpaṇam," and took their fork and knife. The neighbor where she was sitting, a colleague of her husband, a very kind and nice person, unfortunately had a handicap—he sees to his plate, but that means he looks there. So he takes his fork and goes to her plate. This lady was shocked. He looked at his wife and then ate it there. In the evening, they came home. The children asked, "Mother, how was the dinner?" "Good." "Did you enjoy?" She said it was horrible. Why? "I don’t know. That man, all the while, was eating from my plate, so I had only two bites." So sometimes we look at other plates. It means we have a defect—not in our eyes, but in our thoughts. Be content. Be happy. Joy is for all. So bring happiness, kindness, humbleness. Develop, develop, develop. That is very important. So, that was this bhajan. It is long. I have translated it for you many times, but every bhajan should have such meaning. One word has the meaning of Gagarme Sagar. Your one word expresses the entire universe, and then you think, "Okay." He or she spoke one word and put the whole sāgara inside. Now we are wondering, curious what he will say next. In other words, there is more that I will tell you next time. I wish you all the best. This seminar was great, and Mother Nature was very blessed. The god Indra was very kind to us, giving nice rain. He gave water to all plants and trees, and you had time to sit inside and do your anuṣṭhāna. So Indra was preparing this park for us. All trees, everything, is looking up, proudly. Other trees ask this tree, "Why are you so proud?" Then they sit. "You don’t know. I give shelter to the whole world. People from many countries came to sit under me. I don’t give directly. If you want to know what I give them, ask them." That is it. But the tree is happy and gives us shelter. Protect the trees. Protect all creatures. And protect ourselves. Protection is in protection. Practice. And I will see you again soon, here or there, somewhere. Whether here or anywhere else, still in this country.