Letter to my ex-friend, Desire
Desire , you are a liar, you do not know the way
You had promissed me happiness at the seventh milestone
I walked for so long, enticed by your lies without rest nor sleep,
my nerves torn apart from tension
But when I arrived at the seventh stone, with a shameless face,
as a prophet you told me " still some metres more"
I swallowed the bait and continued my road my back hunched under the load
And happines always some metres further away.
Some metres became soon kilometres ! How long will this comedy last?
But now I aspire at a life of joy today and forever
I do not want any longer to be abused by your too bright promisses
You have forced so much my pace that I could never enjoy the flowers, the lacs and the mountains.
The bread and drink you gave me have torn my stomach and ruined my liver.
Please now, go away from here and go away quickly!
It is time for me to stroll and to discover mysterious hidden flowers
The true joy will be always with me now
Nevertheless let us not part as ennemis,
Who knows ! may be you have helped me on the way.
Please do not forget to close very well the door behind you
As you are going out of my life.
Remember Me
In the silence of the soul we can hear Her advices.
"Remember, my child, I am always with you, deep in your soul ,at all hours,
Remember, I watch over your life and progress, with love and care and guide your uncertain steps.
Remember Me wherever you may be in the world. I am always present everywhere.
Repeat My name whenever you have a little time to spare.
To see and feel My presence, my child, you have only to switch on the inner Light.
I am inside you, outside above and below.
You can feel My love with only a little warmth on your side.
Remember, I never abandon you even when you go out of the happy sunlit path.
Remember My Love always, I never scolds or punishes, that is not My way.
I am pouring My love in your heart day and night
Remember, I am your Mother, Father, Counselor and Queen.
Remember Me always for I am your closest, faithful and dearest Friend.
Hide nothing from Me. Depend on Me for all your needs.
Remember you are My child, I will give you sunshine,
laughter and joy in life, which no one can take away from you.
In spite of your thousand mistakes, hold on to Me, Remember, My child can never fail.
Tell Me all your plans and dreams. I am always with you.
Remember, I love and protect you.
Remember Me when afraid, no one can do any harm to you.
I want you to be really good, always happy, my child.
Remember I live in the heart of all beings, human and animal
When you are kind to anyone, remember, you are kind to Me
Be generous as the ocean, fill the world with good thoughts and feelings.
Be straight and simple, Remember Me always without fail.
Enter your heart to know what I like, Remember, never to tell a lie.
I shall put within your reach all that is noble and beautiful.
Have the utmost goodwill for all, Remember, all are My children.
Remember Me for any help for I am always with you day and night.
Remember, my child, your life is worth living
only in the service divine.
Niranjan Guha Roy
Personal effort in the sadhana
The abolishment of ego is the preliminary entry intoo the supramental consciousness.
In this state one is aware only of the of the Divine as the sole reality, aware of the Supreme Being who alone is was and will be.
In this state there is no sense of personal choice or effort or strain. Everything is seen, felt, experienced, acomplished
by the supreme consciousness. It is just the begining of the supramental evolution not its consumation
But before the dissolution of ego , personal effort is of prime importance and indispensable.
As we progress spiritualy the effort becomes less and less difficult and strenuous and In the end the hardest effort is joyful
there is no strain or suffering The effort as become effortless mastery.
Once we are in union with the Divine, we become aware of the Divine Shakti making the necessary effort.
She is in Her laboratory of evolution ,She is playful and not in a hurry .Above all She does not want to break Her instruments .
With infinite patience and love She fashions the vessels able to hold the luminous nectar .
She is working with infinite love and tender,ness preparing all the souls who have even a little given themselves to Her
Let us remember with love this proclamation in Chandi
" I alone exist in this universe, am this universe. Who else is there apart from Me"
Niranjan Guha Roy
The Mother writes about work
Words from the book " Mantras of the Mother
When you start a quarrel it is as if you were declaring war to the Divine 's work
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Whatever you do, do it always carefully
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For the work, steadiness and regularity are as necessary as skill
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One can progress through meditation,
But through work, provided it is done with the right spirit,
one can progress ten times more.
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Perfection in the work must be the aim,
But it is only by a very patient effort that this can be obtained.
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Let us constantly aspire to be a perfect instrument for the Divine's work
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The manifestation is a single movement of the divine Consciousness
The whole manifestation is a single movement of the divine Consciousness .
Everything is what it has to be, evertything is moving towards that which has to be.
There is no other power which can intervene in the progression of the divine Consciousness.
There is a single Will, a single Plan, vast, infinite, yet meticulously in detail.
We are what we are, we shall be what the Divine decides that we should be.
To become conscious of the Divine and His will,
To allow the Divine to work in an unhindered way in our consciousness,
To aspire that His will, his work be done in the world and through us ;
That is our work and our destiny.
To call on Him to take over our life, mind, body and soul
To be wholly twined towards Him alone for all help and guidance
That is what we aspire for.
Through a loving and absolute surrender we shall be liberated from ignorance
Our life will be the expression of the divine will:
A harmonious melody in the great universal symphony
Truly blessed are those who live for the Divine
Niranjan Guha Roy
Remembrance of a moment of Grace
The Mother gives Her blessings with flowers
Join the line moving slowly toward Her radiant smile
The Mother stands on the balcony
Looking from above directly into your eyes, into your soul;
The Mother teaches Her disciples the yoga of Sri Aurobindo
Reading from His books and bringing
The highest knowledge within a child's reach.
The Mother gives a special message to each of Her children
A printed card, a divine promise that will be honored.
The Mother gives meditation,
In a silent blaze of deep love She ensures the unity of all creation.
The Mother receives someone at Her appartment
To hear difficulties and aspirations.
In the yoga of transformation, be assured
The Mother is always with you in the ascending yoga
The Mother listens to your songs, your flutes, and your violins.
It seems as if She listens to great symphonies
So much does She appreciate every sincere offering from the heart.
The Mother looks at your plans, your projects, your paintings
Her comentaries are powers
to realise futur creations of felicity
The Mother is waiting for you with a flower
She will go away before you come
and receive Her benedictions and the flower
Kneel and join your hands,
Open your eyes et lookup
To meet the marvellous Mother standing in front of you
Blessing you with Her magnificent smile
Everytning She does is always a supreme benediction
If we can accept it with love and faith
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Niranjan Guha Roy
Om Douce Mère saranam mama
The passage of the Lord
The Passage of the Lord- Poem by Amita 1968
An intense vision generating light,
A gaze bearing all the weight of the universe,
Giant steps hammering the world
Digging on their way abysses and bottomless wells,
Gigantic strides of the Great Owner,
Royal tour of the Lord through His lands,
Vigilant inspection searching and discovering
The flaws and the remedies
A look as deep as an eternal abyss,
Bearer of the secret containing all things,
Immense Sphinx, enormous tower, mighty rock,
Two bronze arms, so gentle, surrounding the world,
Unshakable Compassion.
The fold of a great cloak encompassing the universe
gigantic steps diminishing into the infinity of time,
A wind of majesty raised by his trace
Like a dazzling and white dusting of gold
The sound of his steps sinking into eternal space….
An abyss of notes, a recognized incense,
A mysterious impulse, an immense Hope
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Om Sri Aurobindo, pranam, pranam, pranam
The dance of the Golden Cord
She is the mystic golden cord of Divine Love and Ananda
Uniting all creation in Her embrace, holding all in Her Ocean.
Let us become aware of Her alone, filling endless time, occupying empty space.
This apparent world with its fog, wind, rain and warm sunshine,
its earthquakes, revolutions and tidal waves
its ceaseless somber dramas, and moments of fugitive beauty
is only shifting colors of Her fancy, constantly changing decor for Her danse.
Those who truly love Her will see through the veil Her smiling face.
She is always in us as we are in Her.
There is none but Herself anywhere.
Her music flows through the golden cord of Love and Felicity.
She is dancing with a garland of rose petals on Her breast
She whirls around the world on invisible waves of light
She wakes up gloomy souls from their obscure sleep,
Brings to all her snow white Peace
and pours cascades of her radiant Joy souls yearning for harmony
She is the music, She is the dance, She is the infaillible Light
And the most reliable Guide
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Niranjan
O Aspiration
O Aspiration, rise more and more towards the Real
O Aspiration become more and more pure.
Pure like the flame without smoke, without desire,
Without attachment to the past.
O Aspiration, you are the only stairway to our future.
It is only through the aspiration that the great
Benevolent divinities can copme down
And make abode in our consciousness and being
The presence of Aspiration is the sign of God's working in us.
O Aspiration, become intense, steady and one pointed.
May all other aims, other ideals, other goals be consumed
In your bright and incandescent plane.
O Mother Divine, come in me down the stairway of my rising aspiration.
O Aspiration, set fire to my heart, mind, soul,
My body, all the cells of my body.
O Aspiration, when you are thereI know I am with the Divine.
Keep me, keep me always with the Divine.
How auspicious you are
For in thruth aspiration is thr rising, the awakening
Of the Mother Divine in us, Her descent, Her fulfilment.
O Aspiration rise ever pure, fragrant, intense
One pointed incandescent.
Fiery Transformation
the unfired brittle clay jar cannot hold the divine nectar, not even cold water!
Yet it aspires for the deathless life of the gods free from all dangers, suffering and strife.
In response , Agni, the transforming Force pays a courtesy visit to its yearning patient.
A piercing shrick of terror greets the kind visitor.
Not dismayed, Agni softens its fiery approach ,
Sends bearable heat waves from time to time To the clay jar to make it stronger
Then Agni does not show up for days and months.
The jar becomes impatient and longs for the passionate embrace of the Godhead.
Agni returns with greater ardor, burning red hot the brittle clay jar in a coma of blissful oblivion
The fired jar amazed beyond hope and despair greets with irrepressible joy the wonderful visitor
Agni comes smiling bringing with him the sacred Nectar and pours it on the transformed jar
Lo the miracle!
The jar fainting with the intoxicating wine does not melt but shines with an unearthly luster.
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