Reference: posted by: vejeestu on 7/4/000 to Kirpal Singh Satsang Club; Messages number 483, 484
Dear Friends, This article by Sant Kirpal Singh Ji Maharaj, served as the introduction to "The Celestial Music", by L. Gurney Parrott. It is a brief but moving essay on the eternal longing of the soul for its eternal source. While preparing to print some excerpts from the book, I was touched by this essay and thought I would pass it along.
~ Neil"Thou hast created my soul, O God, after Thee, and it is restless until it rests in Thee."
ST. AUGUSTINEST. AUGUSTINE has, in memorable words, given vent to his feelings of inner restlessness because of his being separated from his Creator. An embodied soul—a soul invested with body and mind—cannot be in unison with the Oversoul, unless it divests itself of all material coverings. This, in fact, is the sad plight of all sincere seekers after Truth, maybe anywhere in the wide world. And all of them have given expression to their burning passion for God, each in his or her own way, of course.
A rill of water descending from the snow-capped mountain top frets and fumes as it struggles its way through crags and ravines in its path. As soon as it crosses these hurdles, it swells and gradually grows mellow with time. Then comes the final stage when the mighty river plunges headlong into the ocean, losing all sense of separateness from the parent body of water from which it originally took its flight in the form of water-laden clouds, to descend as snow on distant mountains.
All movement in the universe is parabolic in nature. Everything tries to reach out to its own source. A part cannot have a sense of fullness as long as it remains a part, separate from the whole. By the law of gravity, like is attracted by like. A candle flame will rise upward even though the candle is turned upside down. And similarly, an arrow shot into space must ultimately descend to the earth.
The human spirit likewise, being of the essence of God, cannot have rest until it rests in God. Perfection is the goal of life: "Be ye therefore perfect, as your Father in heaven is perfect," is the exhortation of Christ. But perfection does not come all of a sudden. It is a progressive process of the living entity in all created things and starts right from the mineral world and gradually works up through the vegetable kingdom, the birds of the air, and animals, until it reaches the top of the ladder in man, the roof and crown of the creation.
Thrice blessed is man for it is given to him to work simultaneously on the three planes of existence: the physical, the subtle or astral, and the mental; and further to transcend into the beyond if he chooses to do so and thus become a conscious co-worker of the divine plan, which is the summum bonum of-life. But by himself he can hardly do anything. Living in a state of perpetual auto-intoxication, he hardly gets a chance to pause and ponder over the vital questions of what life is, from whence it springs, and what its purpose and fulfillment is. When all of us are fast asleep on the plane of the senses, who is going to wake us up from this self-forgetfulness? This stupendous task can be accomplished only by some really awakened person, God's elect, with an authority from on high to lead the world-weary souls out of the wilderness back to one or another of the mansions in the House of the Lord.
The world, in spite of all its imperfections, is never without a Christ or a Messiah, who comes from time to time to give a clarion call to all. But, as St. Matthew tells us, "Many are called, but few are chosen."
Everyone, no doubt, comes into the world with a divine light to light one's path; but hemmed in the work-a-day life of the senses, we are out of tune with our own Self and have,for ages upon ages, been drifting rudderless on the sea of life, ever an easy prey to all chance winds and waters that blow and flow from all sides. Helplessly we move along in spite of our best intentions, because we have no moorings or hand-holds to steady our barque.
How the divine grace of the Sant Satguru (the perfect Master-soul) works on the earth plane is too abstruse a subject to be dealt with in so many words. In the pages that follow, Mr. Leon Gurney Parrott, an English disciple in Malta of the living Master, has tried to give some account of the science spiritual in the light of his personal inner experiences, leading him to the "threshold of the Promised Land after forty years of wandering in the wilderness," as he affirms.
It is possible that his interesting account of the unfoldment of his spirit may help many a faltering soul with "the Father's Name written on their foreheads" to work courageously in . their quest for the God-Path.
Where there is fire, oxygen on its own comes to its aid;
when the Chela is ready, the Guru appears.
May the kindly Light lead the readers to the Fountain of Light
and on to the Father of Lights.
~ KIRPAL SINGH
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