Sunday, 17 June 2018

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From now on Every Father’s Day is going to be a painful reminder of your absence in my life.Dad,I wish I could just turn back time and live out every single day of my childhood with you as if it were a grand Father’s Day.Dad, your memories have become my heartbeats,which means I am thinking of you all the time just to stay alive. I miss you.I never knew that being fatherless would make me feel so aimless, worthless, helpless, powerless and heartless. Just one last chance,and I wish I could get to hug you.Then I would hold you tight and never let go. How do you expect me to cope up with the grief your death, when you were the only person who understood me for what I was and not for what I could be?A free~spirited person like you can never be proclaimed dead. You may not be around in person but your spirit will live on forever in our hearts. I miss you dad.I miss you dad. Friends It doesn’t matter whether it has been weeks,months or years,the pain of losing a father(parent)will keep pinching you for a lifetime.You will be able to relate to this fact if you have lost a dad. Death is life’s bitterest truth and there is no point in being in denial.Its ok to cry your heart out and give your soul a release.This is the only way you can truly mourn, move on and accept reality that he has passed away. Think of the beautiful childhood memories,think of how much he loved you, think about his warm hugs, think of how he cared for you and most importantly,think of how even today,he is watching down on you like the angel that he has always been.....popsie moi soulmate...i miss you so so much.. .
And ever since you went away papa,i am broken to the core of moi soul,there is a pain in the heart,that can become unbearable.I noticed that the longing from which i am suffering so much,becomes more and more difficult to bear.Something in moi is full of sorrow,so deep that i cannot reach it, can't analyze it,the claws of pain are tearing moi heart apart.Something in moi is crying desperately,can't get an idea why all is bleak,and there seems no hope at all,anywhere. There are times i think death would be better,i can't offer a rational explanation for this mood.but i would give anything to just die,I don't even know what causes it.Its just confusion,despair,sheer despair,quite simply,thats all i know,an endless longing ,a terrible tremendous desire,but for what ? For that which is so evasive,so far away,a non ending torment.Lately when i begin to cry,i just cannot stop, such a helpless feeling of despair comes over moi,moi heart wounded by so much longing,i simply cant bear it.Moi nervous system is shaken,So much sorrow is in moi soul that there is no speech left to express it,have no desire to speak.I am sort of empty. Everything seems to be dead.No desires are left,only one,only this terrible,deadly longing,but there seems to be no hope.It is a sort of peace made of darkness,and the most amazing thing is that something in moi doesn't mind this sorrow.More and more of it as if i were interested to see how far it can go.Where is the very depth,the end, the bottom of it?For reasons which are beyond moi understanding,i want more and more of this sorrow.I don't sink from sorrow why? It seems as if the whole of moi desire would be to dissolve,to be submerged by it, all seems to be still inside moi as if something has died deep in moi. Do not want to ask any questions, do not want to speak,people around moi their converstions torment moi core of the soul,even the mind seems completely still. Vinny~Papa your Dipssy,cant comprehend life any more without you,moi dad,moi best friend,moi soulmate moi guru...moi mentor... Show moi the path....i am terribly lost....
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Tuesday, 12 June 2018

Words of Advice From Yogananda

Words of Advice From Yogananda




“Every night when you sit to meditate, pray to God unceasingly.
Cry as you once cried to your mother or father, ‘Where are You? You made me. You are in the flowers, in the moon, and in the stars. Must You remain secret? Come to me. You must. You must.’
With the intellect and the love of your heart, tear at the veils of silence. With the rod of devotion churn the ether, and it shall produce God.”
“Your soul’s message cannot reach God through your mental microphone if it is broken by the hammers of restlessness. You must repair that microphone by practicing deep silence both in the morning and before sleep, until all restless thoughts disappear. Then, affirm deeply, ‘My Father and I are One,’ until you feel the response of God as deep, increasing peace. This peace will not be felt except through practice of the right method of meditation. This increasing peace, or bliss, is the surest proof of God’s contact and response.”

🌻by~Nayaswami Diksha jee🌻