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The Secret of Jnana is Bhakti

Aham Sphurana

A Glimpse of Self Realisation

New Book about Sri Ramana Maharshi

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New Book about Sri Ramana Maharshi

“In my opinion, Aham Sphurana, a Glimpse of Self Realisation, will become a Treasure Trove of Wisdom to the Seekers of Truth in general, and particularly to the devotees of Bhagavan.”

Swami Hamsananda – Athithi Ashram, Tiruvannamalai

The Secret of Jnana is Bhakti. Unselfish Love.

A Dialouge with Sri Ramana Maharshi

Gajapathi: To everyone who comes here Bhagavan recommends vichara only. 

Bhagavan: Vichara is a means to eliminate ignorance, which obnubilates Love from Shining forth, for the nature of the Self is Love Itself. Love cannot be practised as a sadhana. All that is possible is to surrender to it. There is no such thing as inculcation of Love. Love is already there. It, alone IS. All that is needed on your part is to give up thought, which makes you imagine yourself to be apart from Love, and so merge in Love. Then there is only Love, which is bliss beyond imagination. 
           To one who has discovered the ecstatic joy of volitionless Love, sadhana is a laughable absurdity. Unto those who solicit justifications, we may say that such Love blossoms only in souls which have perfected their sadhanas in previous births. 

Edited by John David Nov 2024

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Poem of J. Krishnamurti

A Beautiful Poem

by J. Krishnamurti​

I have no name;
I am as the fresh breeze of the mountains. 
I have no shelter; 
I am as the wandering waters.
I have no sanctuary, like the dark gods; 
Nor am I in the shadow of deep temples.

I have no sacred books; 
Nor am I well-seasoned in tradition. 
I am not in the incense burning upon the high altars;
Nor in the pomp of ceremonies. 
I am neither in the graven image; 
Nor in the rich chant of a melodious voice. 

I am not bound by theories;
Nor corrupted by beliefs. 
I am not held in the bondage of religions; 
Nor in the pious agony of their priests. 
I am not entrapped by philosophies; 
Nor held in the power of their sects. 

I am neither low nor high; 
I am the worshipper and the worshipped. 
I am free.

My song is the song of the river calling for the open seas;
Wandering, wandering; 

I am Life. 

– J. Krishnamurti

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Beauty

I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but when you’re really, really Quiet, there’s so much Beauty! Everything is beautiful! It was one of those days: today, the ocean was beautiful, the houses were beautiful, the people were beautiful, the weather was beautiful, the paintings were beautiful, the lunch was great. It was just like a flow through Beauty, the whole day.

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Be Part of Creation

Alienation from nature and the loss of the experience of being part of the living creation is the greatest tragedy of our materalistic era. It is the causative reason for ecological devastation and climate change. Therefore I attribute absolute highest importance to consciousness change.

Aham Sphurana

What is the Purpose of Life?

Life does not question its own purpose. It has no questions to ask. It has no complaint to raise. It has no grudge to bear.

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Ripe Souls Attain Jnana

The Jnani’s silent presence works like a magnetic force, effortlessly turning ripe minds inward, leading to natural, thought-free peace.

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Real Transformation by Going Inside

CH: I’m very touched.

JD: Yes.

CH: There’s a deep longing to really live, to connect and to share. It’s very, very strong, I didn’t expect that.

JD: This came out of just doing this ten minute exercise?

CH: Yes, a strong urge to live.

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Osho´s dentist left his Body

Devageet – Osho’s personal dentist recently left his body. He wrote this poem after having been diagnosed with cancer. He was a giant made of gold who left this world a better place through the richness of his generous sharing… I bow down in gratitude to his roaring sprit..

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The Thinking Mind

I went into stillness immediately. But I kept going back to my mind and believing my mind and feeling caught up. Mind is a tricky thing, it can make you believe it, even when it’s a lie, it can make you believe it’s not a lie.

        That’s why I say forget everything the mind tells you, because it’s a deceitful thing the mind…

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Sunrise

SUDDENLY THE SOUND OF
SINGING BIRDS AT SUNRISE
PENETRATES MY BEING

AWARENESS
OF A SUBTLE POWER
THE EARLY MORNING SUN…

Aham Sphurana

Schopenhauer and Renunciation

Schopenhauer exposes life’s futility, but true renunciation and surrender arise from Grace, dissolving ego and revealing the Self.

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A Song by Leela

We are the ocean, love and devotion, let’s just surrender, always remember nobody ever was, life is but a dream.

Bee
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Bee

Suddenly…

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Enlightenment is an Illusion

The first thing I would say is that there are not any enlightened people. This word enlightenment is a wrong word. It is like sex or love or god. It is like some idea far away in the future. Maybe it has a value because it can bring people to find themselves, just as the peak of Mount Everest brings people to climb mountains.

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Natures silence

SHY CRABS
AT SUNSET TIME
PERCHED ON THE EDGE
OF THEIR SAND HOLES

Master Connection
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An Individual Connection to the Master

“Wow, this silence and bliss is so beautiful.” He gets up and says, “I’m going downstairs to make some yoghurt.” So, I follow Him down, and I said, “Why did you do that?” He said, “Where’s your silence now?” I said, “Well, it’s still here.” He said, “This is why I did it.”

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Authentic Intimacy

Authentic Intimacy becomes possible when two people meet without the daily drama of “my life.” This relating is about presence, just being there in a dance with the other. Being present with everything that simply is.