TV Channel

Blessings of Gurudeva, blessings of our Siddhapeeth Paramparā. It is beautiful to be with you as usual on this very beautiful evening. Mother Nature is very blessed and merciful to us, and we feel we are in her lap. It is as we say: the sky is a roof over our head, the Earth is our bed, and all these creatures are our family members. We came to do something, and we cannot take anything with us. We must do something that will go with us. That means something permanent, something that will be yours forever. A vždycky to bude vaše. What can be yours? Co může být vaše? That which will be everlasting. Co bude navždy? And what will not be yours? That which is temporary. A co není vaše a co je jen dočasné? There is one beautiful story—a true story. And this story can be yours, too. Many of you have experienced it, many have not, and many will experience it once. This story also means: do not rely, do not depend on anyone. No one can breathe in and out for you; you have to breathe for yourself. True? No one can eat for you; you have to eat. No one’s heart beats for you; it is your life. It is your heart that will beat only for you. We know this very well, but we do not think about it, we do not realize it, or we do not notice it. And that is why the problems in the world have arisen today. What kind of problem is the world facing, especially humanity? Humans have lost their self-confidence. They have lost reality and are running behind unreality. We can explain as much as we want, but the human mental state is such that they will not understand, will not accept, and will declare you as one who has it screwed loose. You can read the holy book in front of a donkey all night, and in the morning you ask, "Donkey, did you understand?" Those big ears of the donkey will just say like this. Similarly, if you tell the truth, modern civilization will not agree with you. But it does not matter if it agrees or not. It was like that, it is like that, and it will be like that. There was a king from the dynasty of Jodhpur. Holi Guruji said, "The successful king is one who is a king as well as a yogī." Therefore, in history, many, many kings were great holy saints. They practiced. Without spiritual power, you cannot rule for long. So there was a king who was both a king and a good yogī. He attained, realized, and became perfect. He had a perfection in samādhi—the highest level of consciousness one can achieve in this life. That is the aim of all of us. If you have not realized that, you have done little in life. In the Patañjali Yoga Sūtra, in the Samādhi Pāda, a lot is explained about samādhi, as well as in many other yogic literatures. These samādhis are of two kinds: sabīja samādhi and nirbīja samādhi. Sabīja samādhi means "with the seed," and the seed means that you are aware of what is happening around you, but your body looks as if you are dead. The brain function is minimized, and the heart rhythm is very minimized. Your pulse is hardly measurable, but you can see and hear. The jñāna-indriyas are active. Nirbīja samādhi means there is no other knowledge about the body and surroundings. Nirbīja samādhi znamená, že už není žádných vědomí ohledně těla, okolí, jeden sjednocený v nirguṇě. And yet you retain that consciousness, your intellect is aware that you are in samādhi and you are able to come back. A přesto si uchováte ono vědomí, váš intelekt si je vědom, že jste v samādhi a jste schopni se vrátit. At that time, you can travel with your astral being, with the jñānendriyas, into the endless universe, to any planet. That is how the great ṛṣis, the great saints, discovered everything about the universe and different planets, even beyond this solar system. But it requires a disciplined life, disciplined diet, disciplined behavior, few desires, no negative thoughts and feelings, and practice. And where are we? Please do not ask us. We do not want to know. We want everything, but we do not want to know about ourselves. So, the king came to his hall where they held meetings and audiences. He wore a lot of jewelry on his body—a very expensive crown, rings, necklace, and so on. He called his closest workers. A všichni se divili, copakže nás ten král volá, na co asi myslí. And the king told them all, "My dear ones, my faithful, I know you are excellent and support me greatly. I know our kingdom is peaceful and has a good reputation. The people of our kingdom are all happy. They have everything." No criminality. "This is all due to your help." They said, "No, no, Your Highness." And he said, "No, Your Majesty, it is Your mercy. We are ready to do anything. Give the order. Our life is for You." The king said, "Well, your life God has given to you for you, but that is nice of you. I have one wish." "Yes, yes, your highness, yes, our lord." "But," he said, "you know, sooner or later, everyone has to die one day. So I have one wish, and I wish that you will fulfill my wish." "What, Lord?" "If I die—one day I have to die—then donate a lot of money, and this and that, for the welfare of humans and animals, and so on. For the cows, for the animals, for the sādhus, for the temples. If you cannot do more, then at least I have one wish: at the time of my death, whatever jewelry I have on my body, donate it for the well-being or welfare. Charity." All stood up. "Our Lord, do not tell such things. We do not want to hear these words that you will die. We wish you thousands of Diwalis, that you celebrate thousands of new years, and we die in your presence." The king said, "Thousands of new years means thousands of years of life. None of my ancestors lived so long, but that is nice of you. My order, and my wish, please do this." So the head of all, they called their ADC, who was in charge of his treasure and everything. He said, "Lord, your wish, your order is on our head. We will follow." The king said, "Thank you. Meeting finished." After some years, the king thought, "Today is the time to test how loyal my people are, if they will follow my words." So the king said, "Oh, I have pain in the stomach. Oh, I can’t feel, I don’t feel good. I have pain here in the heart." They called the doctor, an Ayurvedic doctor (at that time, there was no allopathy). The Ayurvedic doctor came, checked the pulse and so on, gave some tablets and herbal juices. But the king went into Sabīja Samādhi, and everyone began to cry, "Oh God, our golden sun has gone. The ocean of happiness is dried. Our Lord is gone." There is a tradition, a very old Vedic tradition, that when someone is dying or has died, you take the body, place it straight on the ground, clean it, plaster it with cow dung, and put a ghee lamp. Afterwards, they wash it, dress it in fresh new clothes, and prepare for the funeral. They had not yet announced the king's death; only this small group knew. So, before washing him, they began to take the jewelry off. One man said to the secretary of the king's minister, "Sir, do you know the wish of His Highness?" He said, "Yes, I know, shut up. Kings, they are like donkeys—stupid donkeys. The kingdom is ruled by ourselves. How stupid he is. He dies, and some expensive jewelry, worth millions, just give it away? What does he think? To ruin the kingdom? But what about his words and wish? We gave our word, said, 'Yes, we will do.' That means it. Call the goldsmith. Make artificial jewelry like this, and then we will donate it. So people know that we gave the jewelry. The rest remains with us. Tady a tam. Here, left and right in the pocket." The king was listening to everything. You know, in German, er tut es endlich—he finally does it. They called the jeweler, and before the jeweler came, the king inhaled deeply, and our Lord came back—a golden sunrise, an ocean of joy and happiness. "Oh, we shall donate so much feed for the cows, so much land for the animals, and for temples, and so on!" The king said, "Shut up, stupid. Kings are like stupid donkeys. And you are the agent of the intellect, of knowledge. A slave—that is why you follow our words and Agnya from order." And he dismissed that minister, sent him out of the kingdom. The king wrote every day in his diary, and lastly he wrote a beautiful poem in Rajasthani: "Khāyāso khogāliyā, dīnāso’i sat, jashvanta dharpadāviya, mālaparāye hath." Clear? "Khāyāso to khogāliyā"—whatever you have eaten is gone. And whatever you gave, you could give with your own hands—that is true. Otherwise, "Jashvant Dharaparadabhya" (his name was Jashvant)—when they will put you on the ground, lay you on the earth, all your property will be in the hands of others. You cannot do anything, and you have no more rights. True? After death, can you say this house is for my daughter and that house is for my son? And this is for that? No. And you know how they will fight? Can you come and say, "Don’t fight, it’s mine?" You cannot come; they put so much earth on you. You cannot get up. Or just finish. Within no time, the body turns into ash. This means that what you think you create—your property, money, and so on—you think you will take it with you, and this is the biggest ignorance. Now, in present times, what we call the people, the economy—they are doing and suffering. And that is the biggest problem people have now: what they call economics, and for what they suffer. Many people have committed suicide. How stupid. They could go into the field, grow potatoes to eat, and live happily. But that knowledge is missing—that nothing will go with you. It will go out of your hands, finished. So, do something which will go with you, and that is your karma. Your good karma, which you give to people, will support you and go forever with you. Vaše dobrá karma, to, co dáte ostatním, to půjde s vámi a to vás podpoří i dál. Vaše bhajany, Vaše meditace, Vaše mantra, Vaše duchovní světlo, energie, to Vám patří navždy. To je ten váš skutečný výdělek. So rich are they who do not desire anything material, and day and night, chant God’s names—that is it. Therefore, it is said in the bhajan: Shrī Prabhu Upādhāryo Hari Jag Mein Jīvan Ke Pratipa... Andar bahar hai paripūrṇa, tar bahar jyoti hai param viśāl. Bhajo re manvā, śrī Prabhu dī padhāyā. Bhajo re manvā, śrī pāra brahma pura sotama svāmī, pāra karadeva najara nihāra. Jore manuvā śrī-prābhūdī jāna dhare nija-manase, bhāge bharma janjā. Harvaage bharma janja, janm maran vav bandhan chute, janmam Moksha hove tatka. Ajore manva Shri Prabhu deepa daya. Hevajyore manvashrī vedit padhāyā, Tāraṇ kāraṇ āye param kripāl. Jīvāyu varan tāraṇ kar āye param kripāl. Brahma Puruṣottam Swami Par Brahma Kar Deve Najar Niham Bhajore Manuva Shri Prabhu Bhajore Manuva Shri Prabhu Deepa Daya Bhagavan Deepanarayan Bhopan Ke Bhopa Śrī Bhoja Bhagavān Dīpanārāyaṇ Bhopan Ke Bhopā Lahariyā Bhopan Ke Bhopā Pār Kaimādhavānanda Jī Hamāre Tai Śīraparahe Rakavāl Bhājore Manuā Śrī Prabhūdī Padayā Bhājore Manuā Śrī Prabhūdī Par Brahma pura sotam svami, Par Brahma kardeve najaraniya, Pajore prabhu ipadaya, Deep Narayan Bhagwan ki. Therefore, it is said there was one ṛṣi. Even a sādhu is a master. Anyone who came to him, he gave a very big lecture—a long talk of only two sentences. People traveled long distances, three, four, five days to reach him and said, "Gurudev, please, tell something, teach something." And he said only two sentences. What were the words? Yes. Tolo or jolo. Break and join. That’s all. They asked, "Please, can you explain? We didn’t understand." He said, "Break your attachment to this world and attach yourself to God." That’s all. To do, Jo do, Jau, Go. No disturb. So think. Do something which you will take with you, and that only you can do, nobody else. So today is enough. Tomorrow again, the webcast will be at 11 o’clock, 5 o’clock p.m.—5 o’clock or 5:30? It is too hot, so please, 5:30 p.m. Czech Republic time, Strelky, and again in the evening. At eight o’clock begins. So between 8 and 9:15 will be bhajans and some lecture. Until then, I wish you all the best to all our dear friends and bhaktas. Blessings of Lord Śiva, Alak Purījī, Dev Purījī, Mahāprabhujī, Gurujī. I wish you good night.