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Oneness-song with Perfection’s Vision-Delight

— photo by Sarama

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On September 15 Sri Chinmoy began delivering a short inspiring talk each morning after sports practice at Jamaica High School track. He asked his disciples to concentrate on the message during the meditation which followed. All the talks given in September appear below.

15 September 1980

Inferiority, my inferiority!
Do you not realise that you are hurting my beautiful eyes?
How can I forgive you, and why should I?

Inferiority, my inferiority!
Do you not realise that you are killing my soulful heart?

How can I forgive you, and why should I?

Inferiority, my inferiority!
Do you not realise that you are disappointing my hopeful soul?
How can I forgive you, and why should I?

Inferiority, my inferiority!
Do you not realise that you are deserting my blessingful Supreme?
How can I forgive you, and why should I?

16 September 1980

My aspiration is my preparation.
My dedication is my preparation.
My preparation is for my emptiness.
My preparation is for my fulness.
My emptiness is my readiness.
My fulness is my readiness.
My emptiness-readiness pleases
God the Compassion-Giver.
My fulness-readiness pleases
God the Perfection-Proclaimer.

17 September 1980

I love my mind;
Therefore, I am challenging its doubts
Dauntlessly.

I love my heart;
Therefore, I am changing its needs
Wisely.

I love my vital;
Therefore, I am controlling its aggressions
Forcefully.

I love my body;
Therefore, I am patrolling its boundaries
Carefully.

I love my soul;
Therefore, I am flying with it
Devotedly.

I love my Beloved Supreme;
Therefore, I am crying for Him
Sleeplessly,
Unreservedly and Unconditionally.

18 September 1980

Determination, my determination:
You are divinely great
Inside my mind.
You are supremely good
Inside my heart.
You bring me measureless riches
From the helpless poverty
Of hopeless frustrations.
You smash impossibility’s
Everest-pride for me.
You show me tomorrow’s
Far-distant God
In the tearing immediacy
Of today.

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19 September 1980

O my mind’s dear Supreme,
You like me
Not because I am great.
I am great
Because You like me.

O my heart’s sweet Supreme,
You love me
Not because I am good.
I am good
Because You love me.

O my life’s Beloved Supreme,
You want me
Not because I am always satisfied.
I am always satisfied
Because You want me.

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20 September 1980

Discipline, discipline, discipline, discipline!
Discipline is my faithfulness
To my poor body.
Discipline is my faithfulness
To my dynamic vital.
Discipline is my faithfulness
To my searching mind.
Discipline is my faithfulness
To my crying heart.
Discipline is my faithfulness
To my dreaming soul.
Discipline is my faithfulness
To my loving, blessing and fulfilling Lord Supreme.

My discipline is an opportunity-seed.
My discipline is a preparation-plant.
My discipline is a manifestation-tree.

When my entire life becomes a discipline-boat,
My Lord comes to me and says:
“My child, I am your Perfection-Boatman
And I will be sailing you
To My Satisfaction-Shore.”

22 September 1980

My Lord Supreme, this is a special day, Gratitude Day. Alas, I do not have even an iota of gratitude to offer You. Since I have no gratitude, please tell me what I can offer You instead.

“My child, then give Me a soulful promise.”

My Lord Supreme, I do not know what a soulful promise is. I always break my promises. I promise in season and out of season, but never do I fulfil my promises. Such being the case, My Lord Supreme, please tell me what I can offer You instead of a soulful promise.

“My child, then tell Me that you will love Me divinely.”

My Lord Supreme, I do not know what divine Love is. How can I offer You divine Love when I do not know what divine Love feels like?

“My child, then give Me a fruitful cry. Cry for Me once, only once in your life.”

Alas, my Lord Supreme, I do not cry even for myself. How do You expect me to cry for You?

“My child, let Me tell you one thing. Each of us deserves a special name, a new name. Your new name will be a secret and clever unwillingness. And My new name will be an unreservedly open and compassionately stupid Forgiveness.

23 September 1980

My sweet Supreme, I wanted to bind Your Power with my desire-life. I failed.

My sweeter Supreme, I wanted to bind Your Peace with my aspiration-life. I failed.

My sweetest Supreme, I wanted to bind Your Bliss with my dedication-life. I failed.

My sweet, sweeter and sweetest Supreme, I wanted to bind Your Love with my surrender-life. I failed.

Please tell me why I failed each and every time. Why, my sweet, sweeter and sweetest Supreme?

“My sweet child, My sweeter child, My sweetest child, you failed because you wanted to bind My possessions. You will succeed if you want to bind Me, and not My possessions.”

My sweet, sweeter and sweetest Lord Supreme, then tell me what You are.

“My sweet child, My sweeter child, My sweetest child, I am My Infinity’s Compassion for you, I am My Eternity’s Concern for you, and I am My Immortality’s Love for you.

If you can bind Me, then you are bound to bind My possessions. But if you want to bind only My possessions, you will never be able to bind them, and, at the same time, I shall always remain far, far, far, infinitely far away from you.

“Possess Me, claim Me and own Me with your oneness-light and oneness-height. Lo and behold, all My possessions immediately become all yours.”

24 September 1980

What can I do?
I can think of my Lord’s constant Forgiveness
In my life.

What else can I do?
I can feel my Lord’s constant Love
Inside my heart.

What can I see?
I can see
A beautiful sunrise every day
Upon my eyes.

What else can I see?
I can see
A moonlit night
Upon my head.

What can I give and receive?
I can give
My ant-tiny gratitude
To my Lord Supreme,
And receive from Him
His Himalayan-high Satisfaction.

29 September 1980

Left to myself,
I shall once more become
A perfect slave
To my desiring life.

Left to myself,
I shall once more become
A good friend
Of my sleeping body.

Left to myself,
I shall once more deeply appreciate
My attacking vital.

Left to myself,
I shall once more become
An ardent admirer
Of my doubting mind.

Left to myself,
I shall once more helplessly cry
With my weeping heart.

Left to myself,
I shall once more deliberately ignore
My illumining soul.

Left to myself,
I shall once more remain away, far away
From the ever-blessing Hands
Of my Beloved Supreme.

O, I cannot do that.
I shall not do that.
I shall always remain
In the Heart of my Beloved Supreme.
I shall always remain
At the Feet of my Beloved Supreme.
I shall always remain
With the Vision of my Beloved Supreme.
I shall always remain
For the Manifestation of my Beloved Supreme.
Him to please in His own way
I shall become an ever-climbing tree,
I shall become an ever-inspiring flower
And I shall become an ever-nourishing fruit.