By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
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Sri Ramana Maharshi: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
On occasion, I am asked to give more information about Ramana Maharshi and the various dialogues and talks people had with him as well as other information about the sage. It can be found by going to the link below. It is the official page of Sri Ramanasramam in India. It is a treasure house of free books and newsletters and stories and dialogues with the sage.
Divine Delight: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
Filled with divine delight
I can hardly bear my intoxication
sometimes.
It feels like the heart will burst
but vapors of love remain contained,
sealed,
within this shell, but seep out
sometimes.
Where shall I hide the light
burning in this Self-fascination
that healed
the scars as if the wounds existed only
in the emptiness of some starless night.
Without any choice was granted this sight
that finds its voice
in these rhymes.
Now that clouds have burst
waves of the sea remain unstained
and splash over me sometimes.
Heart of the Light: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
Human life is a precious gift that is best utilized for the search of the sublime, the good, the beautiful, and the eternal reality which is joy itself. Such words may appear trite to some, true to some, and irrelevant to still others. Certainly, in the middle of the ups and downs of daily living it is easy to become cynical and bitter about the world around us. We have all endured loss in one form or another and there is no one who has not experienced some shock or tragedy at some point in his or her life.
If you listen to the T.V. news even a few times a week, it seems like the whole world is caught in a whirlpool of suffering. There are endless disputes and wars going on. Human beings are fighting, torturing, or killing each other in the name of religion, God, race, territory, politics, or just because of their inflated egos which have driven them crazy.
Shiva and Shakti-Jnaneshwar
Here are some selected verses from Jnaneshwar, a 13th century Indian mystic.
Amritanubhav (The Nectar of Mystical Experience)
Chapter One: The Union of Shiva and Shakti
I offer obeisance to the God and Goddess,
The limitless primal parents of the universe.
They are not entirely the same,
Nor are they not the same.
We cannot say exactly what they are.
How sweet is their union!
The whole world is too small to contain them,
Yet they live happily in the smallest particle.
When He awakes, the whole house disappears,
And nothing at all is left.
Two lutes: one note.
Two flowers: one fragrance.
Two lamps: one light.
Two lips: one word.
Two eyes: one sight.
These two: one universe.
In unity there is little to behold;
So She, the mother of abundance,
Brought forth the world as play.
He takes the role of Witness
Out of love of watching Her.
But when Her appearance is withdrawn,
The role of Witness is abandoned as well.
Through Her,
He assumes the form of the universe;
Without Her,
He is left naked.
If night and day were to approach the Sun,
Both would disappear.
In the same way, their duality would vanish
If their essential Unity were seen.
The book from which these excerpts are taken, is entitled
“Jnaneshvar: The Life and Works of the Celebrated Thirteenth Century Indian Mystic-Poet.”
The translation is by Swami Abhyayananda.
The Magic Pull: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
The Magic Pull
Once there was this mystery
set in the dense fog of life
nothing appeared clearly
and thorn bushes on all sides.
Being tired I stopped along the road
and lay down to rest my back a while
a pure spring gushed forth suddenly
flooded the ground and made me smile.
Too many body aches to move
how with miseries we are wed
as hopes played their endless melodies
a welcome stillness led
once more to a forgotten place.
For naked lovers with no rent to give
earth serves as the final bed
and peaceful sleep comes easily
to a tired, worn out heart.
That day upon awakening
even the air was wet
but no ceilings now
to keep out the light.
The building puddles
might have drowned me still
but I had had my fill
of sights and wonders
or so I thought when
by chance our eyes met.
A perfect face of such radiance
who can resist this innocence
and having given up everything,
it made no sense at all
to hold back just my heart.
The pull, this magic pull,
on my decaying orbit,
takes away the choice
of ever being untrue.
What voice can speak now
and say I loved
and lost myself in you
and then saw that You were Me.
Silence stole us from ourselves
for all Eternity.
True Love, Divine Love: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
I fell in love
I fell in a well
I fell in a well of love.
I splashed all about
trying to get out
out of the well of love.
Terror seized me
came this thought;
All is lost!
Tried to swim out
heard myself shout
Help!
A drowning man
gasped for breath
close seemed death.
I wildly thrashed around
in the well of love
and in time got out
safe and sound.
Cold and shaken
lost in thought
dripping from head to toe;
was not sure
if the battle fought
had been with a friend or foe.
Still, shivering body
sought no shelter
with no other place to go
stood quietly into the night
until the sunrise
brought its warmth and glow.
Then I missed love
and circled
the well of love.
Looked inside
but could not tell
how deep it was.
I felt its call
the well of love
thus grew my sorrow and pain.
I could not help it
so I jumped in
the well of love again.
Now, water water everywhere
all thought has ceased to be
and everywhere I stare
my love’s face is what I see.
Yes, water water everywhere
not a single sound is made
I did drown in the well of love
and only love remained.
A Meeting With A Buddhist Teacher: By Joyce Short
I remember the first time I met a Buddhist teacher. A zen Roshi came to give a public talk.
Roshi began by saying that since we had all come to see him – he would take off his clothes if we liked.
Then, after a short Dharma talk – he made the assembled crowd stand up, put our hands on our hips, lean back, stick out our bellys and laugh.
At first the attempt was pretty pathetic, we were a very intense group – but, eventually we were rolling around on the floor laughing. A good laugh is the fastest way out of clinging that I have ever found.
Joyce Short is a contributor to both the HarshaSatsangh and NondualitySalon mailing lists.
The image was taken by Jason Gregory
Keep the Flame of Your Love Burning: By Dr. Harsh K. Luthar
My Dearest and Wonderful Friends:
Thinking of all of you makes me smile with love, wonder, and gratitude.
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The Heart, Nirvikalpa Samadhi, and Self-Realization: By Harsha (Harsh K. Luthar, Ph.D)
A few of Harsha’s writings and responses to comments or questions have been organized and edited to cover the topics of Heart, Nirvikalpa Samadhi, and Self-Realization for easy access. The names of the questioners have been abbreviated to respect their privacy.
– Amanda, Editor.
The Term Hridaya (Sanskrit for Heart)
Image courtesy of Lisa Connors (2002)
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