The miracle

The pilgrim approached a sadhu who was resting on the banks of the Ganges in Haridwar, and told him:

—“I heard that you are an enlightened saint who is capable of performing miracles…What miracles can you do…?”

The sadhu replied:

—” “When I eat… I eat…when I drink…I drink…when I walk … I walk, and when I sleep… I sleep…”

The pilgrim looked at him, surprised, and answered:

—“But those are not miracles; I also eat, drink, walk and sleep…”

—“Nooooooo…”

Answered the holy man,

— “When you eat, you remember; when you drink, you think; when you walk, you yearn for something; and when you sleep, you dream…but when I eat… I only eat…when I drink… I simply drink… when I walk …I merely walk, and when I sleep…. I simply sleep…”

The powerful mantra

The powerful mantra

A yogi with long hair and a beard lived in a forest in a small hamlet at the bank of a river. He was given food by a simple girl who had great devotion for Lord Sri Sri Radhe Shyam. The girl was a milkmaid, and she gave milk to the yogi every day. After some time, the milkmaid requested a mantra from him. The yogi gave her the maha-mantra: Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare, Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare, telling her:

—“This mantra is very powerful; its repetition will help you to cross the ocean of ignorance.”

One day, when the milkmaid was on her way to take the milk to the yogi, there began such a torrential rain that the river overflowed and started to flood.  It became very difficult to cross the river by boat, and the girl despaired, wondering how she would be able to take the food to the yogi. Suddenly, the girl remembered what the yogi had said to her when he gave her the maha-mantra:

—“This mantra is very powerful; its repetition will help you to cross the ocean of ignorance”.

She said to herself…

—“If the yogi spoke of an ocean and this is, after all, just a river, it will surely be very easy to cross with the help of this powerful mantra and their Lordships Sri Sri Radhe Shyam”.

With immense devotion, she fixed her heart on the divine couple and with absolute confidence, walked on the water repeating the mantra:

—“Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare, Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare.”

When the yogi saw her arrive, he asked her with tremendous surprise:

— “How did you manage to arrive here in such a flood?”

To which the girl replied:

—“You told me clearly that through the repetition of this powerful mantra, Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare, Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama,  Hare Hare,  I could cross the ocean of ignorance, which gave me the idea that if the power of this mantra was great enough to help me cross the sea… then without a doubt,  it would  suffice  to cross the river. And it was exactly like that, by repeating the mantra and with the help of my beloved Radhe Shyam, that I was able to cross the river.”

 

After her explanation, the yogi became filled with vanity, thinking of how powerful he was, as he had given her a mantra that could produce such effects. He saw the miracle as a result as his own elevated degree of spiritual development and evolution.

Some days later, the yogi needed to go to the village; however, the monsoon rains had not yet ended, so the river continued to be swollen and it remained impossible to cross by boat. The yogi reflected that if the repetition of the mantra functioned for a girl who was just a simple, ignorant and illiterate milkmaid, then he could be completely certain that it would give the same results for him, as a great yogi, a pure, renounced devotee, and one knowledgeable in the scriptures.

Repeating the mantra, the yogi entered into the river. The current quickly began to carry him away, and the yogi was pulled under the water and drowned.

I dreamed that I was not

I dreamed that I was not

I dreamed that I was not…
That I had never been born…
I dreamed that I was never alive
since time immemorial
Such a clear and vivid dream
The presence of nothingness
Getting lost in emptiness

So free… nothing could stop or prevent it
Perhaps because,
I am nothing more
than that person from the dream
who dreams of the existence
of his forgetfulness

And perhaps,
I am nothing more than a dream
Only a poor lost dream…

Armed Assault

Armed Assault

I assaulted an enlightened one
With my finger I aimed at him
Nothingness or your life!!!
— I told him —
He gave me nothingness…
But I lost my life…
I left, because I wanted to sell it…
and on the way, nothingness fell…
It seems someone stole it from me.
He will not be put in jail…
Because when a thief robs a thief…
and nothingness is what it’s about …
he has an eternal pardon…

Dial zero – expert in emptiness

Dial zero – expert in emptiness

I read that the way is to pick up the phone,
Dial 000000000000,
as that’s the number I’m at,
and ask myself:
Who am I?
But it always happened to be busy.
I took the call, but some guy responded,
who was none other than me.
And just when I finally replied,
I forgot the question.