Inspiring quotes from hinduism and other sources

haha...I was talking about George Harrison...lol...but Sir Walter Scott's cool too hahah...

 

Oh wow...I just heard this song.....and its gorgeous...I had never heard this song before...because it was withdrawn from the album and now its just a b-side...

SAT SINGING
By George Harrison
From the withdrawn version of "Somewhere In England"


SITTING AS THE NOONDAY SUN
SHINES HIGH UP IN A CLEAR BLUE SKY.
WHILE WARMING ME I DRIFT AWAY
NO MEM'RIES OF THE TIMES GONE BY.

OH, THE MOMENT THAT I LOSE MY MIND,
YOU COME INTO MY HEART AND SAY
I'M ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU TO LOVE,
SURRENDER TO ME, LET ME STAY-AY-AY.
OO-OO -

OO-OO, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU.

SINKING DEEPER STILL INSIDE,
I FEEL AWAKENED FROM MY DREAMS.
RESTING IN SOME GOLDEN FLOW,
BECOMING PART OF YOU IT SEEMS.

NOTHING SEPARATES MY LIFE
FROM THAT WHICH WE HAVE CALLED OUR GOAL,
IT'S ALL IN THIS EXTERNAL WORLD
AS RESULTS FROM DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL-OUL-OUL.
OO-OO -

OO-OO, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU.

OO-OO, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU.

AS I OPEN UP MY EYES,
THE SKY HAS CHANGED INTO A GLOW.
MY SENSE OF TIME HAD DISAPPEARED,
I SEE THE SUN HAS SUNKEN LOW.

I FEEL SUCH JOY AND CALL YOUR NAME,
YOU'RE EV'RYTHING MY EYES COULD SEE.
I'LL GLADLY KISS IT ALL GOODBYE,
STAY EVER IN YOUR COMPANY-NY-NY.
OO-OO -

OO-OO, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU.

OO-OO, SRI KRISHNA,
DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU, DU.

SAT SINGING.
SAT, SAT.

http://www.badongo.com/file.php?file=Sat+Singing__2005-12-10_george+harrison+-+so.mp3

Enjoy!

 

"If you are humble nothing will touch you,
neither praise nor disgrace,
because you know what you are."

- Mother Teresa

 

Jesus, My Friend

Oh Jesus you are my true friend, my only friend. You take part in all my misfortunes; you take them on yourself; you know how to change them into blessings. You listen to me with the greatest kindness when I relate my troubles to you and you always have balm to poor on my wombs. I find you at all times, I find you everywhere, you never go away, if I have to change my dwellings, I find you there whereever I go. You are never weary of listening to me, you are never tired of doing me good. I am certain of being loved by you, if I love you, my goods are nothing to you, and by bestowing yours on me you never grow poor, however miserable I maybe, no one more noble or clever or even holier can come between you and me and deprive me of your friendship, and death, which tears us away from all other friends, will unite me forever to you. All the humiliations attached to old age or to the loss of honor will never detach you from me, on the contrary, I shall never enjoy you more fully and yhou will never be closer to me than when everything seems to conspire against me, to overwhelm me and to cast me down. You bear with all my faults with extreme patience and even my want of fidelity and my ingratitude do not wound You to such a degree as to make You unwilling to recieve me back when I return to You. O Jesus, grant that I may die praising You, that I may die loving You, that I may die for the love of You. Amen

-Unknown

 

namasye puruṣaḿ tvādyam

īśvaraḿ prakṛteḥ param

alakṣyaḿ sarva-bhūtānām

antar bahir avasthitam


I bow before you, O Ancient One,
the Lord who transcends all nature
formless and attributeless,
living within and without all beings.

māyā-javanikācchannam
ajñādhokshajam avyayam
na lakshyase mūdha-drśā
nato nātyadharo yathā

Hidden behind the curtain of maya
You are the immutable beyond sense perceptions
The ignorant observer cannot discern you
who are like the actor that is behind the costume.

tathā paramahamsānām
munīnām amalātmanām
bhakti-yoga-vidhānārtham
katham paśyema hi striyah

For the paramahamsas (supreme swan - one who is capable of separating the real and unreal as easily as a swan separates water and milk), the saints, and those whose hearts are pure, you are available through the practice of bhakti yoga, but how can we women percieve you?

krsnāya vāsudevāya
devakī-nandanāya ca
nanda-gopa-kumārāya
govindāya namo namah

I offer worship to Krishna,
son of Vasudeva (Or lord of all that exists), child of Devaki,
Nandaji's young cowherd boy,
the lord of the cows (or lord of the senses).

namaḥ pańkaja-nābhāya
namaḥ pańkaja-māline
namaḥ pańkaja-netrāya
namas te pańkajāńghraye

I worship you, whose navel is like a lotus,
who wears a garland of lotuses,
whose eyes are like lotuses,
whose feet are like lotuses.

yathā hṛṣīkeśa khalena devakī
kaḿsena ruddhāticiraḿ śucārpitā
vimocitāhaḿ ca sahātmajā vibho
tvayaiva nāthena muhur vipad-gaṇāt

Just as you released Devaki from the prolonged imprisonment by Kamsa,
you have saved me and my children also from many dangers.

viṣān mahāgneḥ puruṣāda-darśanād
asat-sabhāyā vana-vāsa-kṛcchrataḥ
mṛdhe mṛdhe 'neka-mahārathāstrato
drauṇy-astrataś cāsma hare 'bhirakṣitāḥ

O Hari, you saved us
from poison and arson, from facing man-eaters,
from the evil assembly, from the sufferings of exile.
Repeatedly in the war you protected us from the weapons of the great warriors and now you have saved us from the weapon of Aswaththama also.

vipadaḥ santu tāḥ śaśvat
tatra tatra jagad-guro
bhavato darśanaḿ yat syād
apunar bhava-darśanam

I wish these troubles keep coming to us,
for whenever we are troubled we get to see you
and when we get to see you
we don't need to see rebirth.

 

This is beautiful...thank you Bhaskar.

 

Those who understood the connection between all things don't cry; for the one who considers everything with the correct comprehension, there is no tears.

Mahabharata, XII, 317

 

You see many stars in the sky at night, but not when the sun rises. Can you therefore say that there are no stars in the heavens during the day? Because you cannot find God in the days of your ignorance, say not that there is no God.
-Sri Ramakrishna

 

"It is in love that religion exists and not in ceremony-in the pure and sincere love in the heart. Unless a man is pure in body and mind, his coming into a temple and worshipping Shiva is useless. The prayers of those who are pure in mind and body will be answered by Shiva, and those who are impure and yet try to teach religion to others will fail in the end. External worship is only a symbol of internal worship, but internal worship and purity are the real things. Without them, external worship would be of no avail."

Swami Vivekananda

 

Matthew 22:34-38

But when the Pharisees heard that he had silenced the Sad'ducees, they came together. And one of them, a lawyer, asked him a question, to test him. "Teacher, which is the great commandment in the law?" And he said to him, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it, You shall love your neighbor as yourself. On these two commandments depend all the law and the prophets."

 

The deeper a sand-well is dug the freer is its flow of water.
Even so, the deeper a man's learning the greater is his wisdom.

-Tirukkural 40:396

 

Know him to be the supreme God of gods,
From whom all the worlds draw their breath of life
And who rules every creature from within.
May he be worshipped by everyone!

-Shvetashvatara Upanishad

 

WOW! You found Thirukkural! Thats amazing! It is a text rarely known outside of Tamil Nadu, since it is in a local language and in the very ancient classical form of that language. You've really been dipping into the well of adhyatma literature. Bravo!

 

Unfortunetely you give me too much credit...I get the Hindu Wisdom of the day in my inbox from beliefnet.com ...buuut Thirukkural has some of the best ones ...I would love to read it one day.

 

"I have joined my heart to Thee: all that exists are Thou. O Lord, beloeved of my heart, Thou art the home of all; Where indeed is the heart in which Thou dost not dwell?"- Jafar

 

"At the Door of the Temple

I purified my lips with the sacred fire, to speak of Love, but could find no words.
When Love became known to me, the words lapsed into a faint gasping and the song in my heart into a deep silence.
Oh you who asked me about Love, whom I convinced of its mysteries and wonders, now since Love has wrapped me in its veil, I come to ask you about Love's course and merit.
Who can answer my questions? I ask about that which is in me: I seek to be informed about myself.
WHo among you can reveal my inner self to myself and my soul to my soul?
Tell me, for Love's sake, what is that flame which burns in my heart and devours my strength and dissolves my will?
What are those hidden soft and rough hands that grasp my soul: what is that wine mixed of bitter joy and sweet pain that suffuses my heart?
What are those wings that hover over my pillow in the silence of Night, and keep me awakem watching no one knows what?
What is the invisible thing I stare at, the incomprehensible thing that I ponder, the feeling that cannot be sensed?
In my sighs is a grief more beautiful than the echo of laughter and more rapturous than joy.
Why do I surrender myself to an unknown power that slays me and revives me until Dawn rises and fills my chamber with light?
Phantoms of wakefulness tremble between my seared eyelids and shadows of dreams hover over my stony bed.
What is that which we call Love? Tell me, what is that secret hidden within the ages yet which permeates all consciousness?
What is this consciousness that is at once origin and result of everything? What is this vigil that fashions from Life and Death a dream, stranger than Life and deeper than Death?
Tell me, friends, is there one among you whou would not awake from the slumber of Life if Love touched his soul with its fingertip?
Which one of you would not leave his father and mother at the call of the virgin whom his heart loves?
Who among you would not sail the distant seas, cross the deserts and climb the topmost peak to meet the woman whom his soul has chosen?
What youth's heart would not follow to the ends of the world the maiden whose aromatic breath, sweet voice and magic-soft hands have enraptured his soul?
What being would not burn his heart as incense before a god who listens to his supplications and grants his prayer?

Yesterday I stood at the temple door interrogating the passers-by about the mystery and merit of Love.
And before me passed an old man with an emanciated and melancholy face, who sighed and said:
"Love is a natural weakness bestowed upon us by the first man."
But a virile youth retorted:
"Love joins our present with the past and future."
THen a woman with a tragic face sighed and said:
"Love is a deadly poison injected by black vipers, that crawl from the caves of gell. THe poison seems fresh as dew and the thirsty soul eagerly drinks it: but affter the first intoxication the drinker sickens and dies a slow death."
Then a beatiful, rosy cheeked damsel smilingly said:
"Love is a wine served by the brides of Dawn which strenthens souls and enables them to ascend to the stars."
After her a black-robed bearded man, frowning said:
"Love is a blind ingorance with which youth begins and ends."
Another smiling declared:
"Love is a divine knowledge that enables man to see as much as the gods"
Then said a blind man, feeling his way with a cane:
"Love is a blinding mist, that keeps the soul from discerning the secret of existance, so that the heart sees only trembling phantoms of desire among the hills, and hears only echoes of cries from voiceless valleys"
A young man, playing on his viol, sang:
"Love is a magic ray emitted from the burning core of the soul and illuminating the surrounding earth. It enables us to percieve Life as a beautiful dream between one awakening and another."
And a feeble ancient said, dragging his feet like two rags in quavering tones:
"Love is the rest of the body in the quiet grave, the tranquility of the soul in the depth of Eternity"
And a five-year-old child, after him, said laughing:
"Love is my father and mother, and no one knows Love save my father and mother."
And so, all who passed spoke of Love as the image of their hopes and frustrations, leavinmg it a mystery as before.
Then I heard a voice within the temple:
"Life is divided into two halves, one frozen, the other aflame; the burning half is Love."
Thereupon I entered the temple, kneeling, rejoicing, and praying:

"Make me, O Lord, nourishment for the blazing flame....
Make me, O God, food for the sacred fire....Amen.""

-from Thoughts and Meditations by Kahlil Gibran

 

ÒLate have I love thee, O Beauty so ancient and so new; late have I loved thee! For behold, thou wert within me and I outside; and I sought thee outside and in my unlovliness fell upon these lovely things that thou hast made. Thou wert with me and I was not with thee. I was kept from thee by those things, yet had they not been in thee they would not have been at all. Thou didst call and cry to me and break open my deafness; and thou didst send forth thy beams and shine upon me and chase away my blindness; thou didst breathe fragrance upon me and I drew in my breath and do now pant for thee. I tasted thee, and now hunger and thrist for thee; thou didst touch me, and now I burn for thy peace. Ò- St. Augustine

 

The bonds that good men share, like good bound books,
Reveal new enjoyments at each new encounter.

The object of friendship is not merrymaking
But a stern rebuking when friends go astray.

It is not constant meeting and companionship
But mutual sensibilities that confer the alliance of friendship.

Friendship is not seen on a friendly face,
But felt deep within a friendly heart.

-Tirukkural, 79:783-86

 

The Lord Is Thy Keeper

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help [cometh] from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord [is] thy keeper: the Lord [is] thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth,
and even for evermore.

- Psalms 121: 1-8

 

One night Baba Mahasaya was lying under a tree in front of Dauji's temple. Shyama Das was massaging his feet. All others were asleep. All of a sudden a light, as radiant and dazzling as a thousand luminaries, emerged from the body of Baba. Shyama Das had to close his eyes. After sometime when he opened his eyes he saw some wondrous things, such as he had never seen before, emerging out of the light. He was bewildered and lost in speculation about them. At that time Baba withdrew his legs from his lap and everything disappeared. He said, "Krishna, Krishna," then called out "Shyama!"
Shyama: Yes, Baba.
Baba: Tell me what you want.

Shyama Das was taken aback. He kept looking at Baba's face, but said nothing. Baba himself said, "Look, it is easy to find Nitai-Gaura and Radha-Krishna. They are always near and around you. You cannot recognize Them, because your heart is not pure. In order to recognize Them you need a suitable heart in a suitable spiritual body. All the different kinds of sadhan-bhajan prescribed by the acharyas are for the attainment of that body. As soon as that body is attained Krishna is also attained."

On being told about sadhan-bhajan Shyama Das pulled a long face. Then Baba said, "But don't worry, bhajan or no bhajan, by Nitai''s grace you will attain everything. I have said... you will attain."