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As we all gather for this satsaṅg, we first remember our Gurudeva, or whichever deity we believe in—be it male or female, for divine mothers are also holy. We worship all our paramparās and gurus here. 'Paramparā' means the tradition; we adore our masters from many, many lokas. We now make praṇām. Simultaneously, we ask our Gurudevas throughout the day: "What have we done, good or bad? Whatever we have done, we surrender it at your holy feet. Please forgive our wrongdoings, and whatever good we do, we also offer to Thy holy feet. Please accept us." With this sentiment, we are all here. Praṇām means to bow down at thy holy feet. On this beautiful evening, with many birds and creatures singing and the sun setting, this is what we offer to our Master: that we are at your holy feet. Oṁ Namoḥ Śrī Prabhu Dīpa Nārāyaṇam. Oṁ Namoḥ Haṁsabhādas Prabhu Śaraṇa Parāyaṇam. Haṁsabhādas Prabhu Śaraṇa Parāyaṇam. Namo Śrī Prabhu-dīpa. Namo Śrī Prabhu-dīpa. Nam Haṁsabhādas Prabhu-śaraṇa-parāyaṇam. Haṁsabhādas Prabhu-śaraṇa-parāyaṇam. Namah Śrī Prabhu Dīpanām... Haṁsabhādas Prabhu Śaraṇāparāyaṇam... Namah Śrī Prabhu Dīpanam, Namah Śrī Prabhu Dīpanam, Hama Sabhā Dās Prabhu Śaraṇa Parāyaṇam. Śrī Prabhupāda, Śrī Prabhupāda,... Śrī Prabhupāda,... Śrī Prabhupāda. We are all here. Welcome to you all. You are at this final seminar. Many have left due to school. It has been a two-month program, and we can feel how beautiful the atmosphere is. When peaceful, harmonious, spiritual people gather, that energy is more present here than anywhere else; we are sitting in heaven. Where is heaven? And where is hell? Heaven and hell are right here. We are sitting so peacefully, very nicely. How nice it is in heaven. We are lucky. God bless us. We should consider what God is. Have you seen God? Is God somewhere in the sky? Birds also fly where God is thought to be. We fly high in airplanes, but God is not there either. God is not in the ocean nor in the forest. We search for God. Does He hide? And if He is hiding, then why is He God? My dear, God is in your heart. Our God is so vast, and He is separated into many, many living beings—not only in humans, but in each and every creature. They know in their way; we know in ours. Humans have more knowledge; they know and they like it. Because God gave us this, we should protect all. Therefore, God said, "I am residing in your heart." Whenever we wish to see God in a different way, we go to the temple, church, mosque, or other places. God is everywhere. We are all like the sky, and the sky is wide awake; we are in that heaven. Even this earth is very big for us, but for the sky, it is like a little ant. We are very big, but not only us; there is the sun, moon, and many stars beyond, beyond everywhere. Therefore, we do not know, and we cannot achieve God by searching externally. We search and search, but finally, God will be found within ourselves. I remember a story. Stories sometimes impart good knowledge. Everywhere—in villages, big cities—a man wanted to see God. Everyone said, "There is a God," but he asked, "Where is God?" The person became very sad, sometimes crying, "I want to see God." Perhaps it was God's will that he met a man who asked, "Why are you so sad?" He replied, "My brother, I want to see God. I have read all holy books, and everyone says God existed only in the past, not anymore." The other man said, "I can show you God." "Tell me, where? How far?" "Wait, listen. God is not in the city, not in the village, not here or there. But there is a big rock, a mountain with a massive rock, with few trees, maybe little bushes. In that area, God is somewhere." "Are you sure? I have been everywhere, but no one has seen God." "Go there; they will show you." The man went, and the other disappeared. It took him several days. He arrived at the rock with no water or food. He sat there, calling, "God, God," day and night, without sleep, fearing that if he closed his eyes, God might come and go. He desired many good things, not bad. "Why did God give me this body, my eyes? I want to see Him. He is everything in my heart. Then show Yourself to me." Some said he was a stupid man. The daytime was very hot, the night very cold. Hungry and thirsty, he slowly lay down on the rock, looking. When someone has such a singular desire, longing, then there is only one focus, nothing else. The man lay there with only one shirt and one pair of trousers. A crow came close, then flew away, then sat on his hips and flew off again. A crane came and said, "Man, what are you doing here? Are you mad? Are you hungry?" He said, "I am looking for God." The crow said, "You are completely bad. I am waiting for you to die because I want to eat you. There is nothing else. I keep coming, thinking you will be good food in two or three days." The next day, the man lay there with his eyes open. The crow came and sat on his hip. It touched him with its beak, looking into his eyes quickly. Crows are very intelligent. It bit him and took out some flesh. Again, it touched him, and the crow asked the human, "Do you feel pain? Are you still alive?" He said, "I don't feel any pain. You can eat." Again, the crow said, "You are alive, and I am pulling out your flesh. Are you not in pain?" The man said to the crow, "My dear friend, oh crow, don't worry. Eat everything, my whole body. But please, do not eat two things." "What are they?" "My two eyes. Because I am looking for God. With these eyes, I want to see God." The crow said, "You are stupid. That's your choice." Then the man said, "Crow, eat my body, everything. Close your head, my friend. Do it. Eat each and every part of my body, but please do not eat my eyes. I am longing for my beloved, my God." The crow jumped back, then transformed into God—what you might call Śiva, Brahma, Viṣṇu, with many hands. He said, "I am you, and you are me." Automatically, the man's body lifted up, and God held him in His hands, saying, "Get up." The man became strong and well. God asked, "What more do you want?" The man replied, "I don't want anything you have given me again. You have made my body good; I don't want it. I want to be..." God said, "Okay, but I will show you later." The man said, "I don't need anything. I have." God said, "Then okay, I will go." The man said, "No, no. As long as I can see you, as much as I like, please stand before me. I want to see you." Then what happened? God appeared within him, and they became one. This is called love, blessings, devotion, spirituality, God. And we—how far are we? One day, two days, three days, one month... someone comes but then goes away. Then we say, "This is stupid; go away." Where there is devotion, in that devotion, we can say there is love. Love is not merely the physical interactions we always engage in. Even the body is also love, but not the kind you might be thinking of. When we see a little bird or rabbit, we say, "Oh, my love, how are you?" Love is the whole universe. The love we feel brings peace and harmony. So God comes, and we are all sitting here now. God said, "I am here, and so many are here. How should I give to them?" Then the Śakti said—Shiva and Shakti—Mother said, "My Lord, you have everything: one in all and all in one." As Holī Gurujī said, "Give all at once." "But how should I give it? There are thousands of people here." She said, "Don't worry, my Lord, just become merciful." And tap, tap... Water, rain comes upon us, everyone. That rain falls on all. In that way, we are everywhere, and the same water, of good quality, is for everyone. There is a fish in the ocean said to contain a pearl inside. That pearl forms inside the fish only when rain is falling, and the fish comes out to catch a single drop from the ocean water. That drop enters the fish and develops into a pearl. Similarly, we can see this in different contexts. It is the mother. The mother's body seeks that drop, and then the man comes and gives that drop, which enters the mother's body, developing into an embryo. You should understand this. This is not about attachment or other thoughts; it is not from the father either. It comes through the rain. And where does the rain come from? It comes with fire, and from fire going into space, and from oneness. There is only oneness that returns as life—that is God. These are drops not only for humans but for every creature, all may be tiny, even things we cannot see with our eyes. The big elephant and the small ant are equal to God. We perceive differences. So at that time, it was said, "God, where are you?" God is in each and every cell of our body. Where He wills, where He knows, and what will develop is His blessing. We know; we hear many things. There are many stories, and stories are real, slowly becoming tales, but they reside in everyone. We should live accordingly, moving here and there. Do not think we will be human in the next life. There are many people in the world. Some days, I want to become a bird. "My God, I want to be a bird." And birds say, "Oh God, make me a human." Humans say, "Oh God, I don't like this; I will become a fish." These are desires—different desires—and God knows where they should manifest or not. Where should the water be? Where should the rain fall? But now, rain will come, very heavy rain, like a whole ocean. We say, "Oh, very good water will come," yet not a single drop came. It is His word that we call water, and that is called Indra Rāja. The water that comes is Indra. That Indra is God, Indra God. There are many good things to know. My dear, we cannot achieve everything. But we know our desires and feelings, and we want to live our life. Our life should be humble, kind, everything. But where will I go then? The whole family sits together, grandparents included. One dies. We would like to go together, but they do not know. It is like two birds in one nest, one on this side, one on that. Even if you are arm in arm and die together, only the bones remain. Where will they go? Up and down, like two parrots in one cage. How many days, months, years? They are both together, only waiting. If the cage opens, they will fly—one this side, one that side. We are not always together, my dear. Do not think, "Oh God, I will go with you." Our destiny will take us here and there, but it can also bring us together again. A story from nearly a year ago, from Holī Gurujī's village, where my mother lived and I went to school. I knew these people; they were very nice. They were good friends as little children, and their parents were very happy. They loved me, and I loved them. A little village. My school friends worked in other cities. A very close friend from school, we sat together. I was in Mumbai, and he brought his aging parents to his business office and house. After about a year or a year and a half, the father died of old age. They brought the body to the village in Nepal. The mother was also very old and did not know what was happening. They took him in an ambulance. After two or three hours, the lady learned her husband had died. She asked her son, "Is your father dead? He just died." She was talking to the doctor, and they said, "Let him bring it home," so he was still alive. I know that city. Just then, the man gave up his life, and she looked at him and said, "You are going? Let's go." And she died. They brought them home and went to the funeral together. Many people were surprised. So that can also happen. They will become together again. Water is water. It does not matter, male or female. Water is water. Air is air. Wind is wind. Similarly, my dear, let us be alive, humble, kind, peaceful. That is our life. How long will we live? One day, two days, one year, ten years, a hundred years, two hundred years? Sooner or later, we will go. We are here as humans, and as humans, we know we can do good things for everyone. We should love all animals. All trees and what we see as beautiful—we are sitting just now in this way. Guru Kripāhi Kevalam. There are two: one is God, who comes only very rarely, after many ages. And Guru Kṛpā—the Guru is present all the time. They are like drops of water. One guru may be here, the next elsewhere. This is the difference: God comes once, and the rest come always to protect all. I wish you that kind of feeling—that drop of nectar which came, that we spread it to everyone, and we become merged again into that drop. And we will come. Therefore, we pray to Gurū Dev for this.