Wednesday, September 21, 2011
I won’t lie, this is diffucult.
Transitioning from my American Society and Western Culture into the civilization of the mind upon the path of the Sikh is difficult. It has been imbedded into me that my society and culture is the best and the only one worth living since birth, by television, my parents, friends, teachers, etcetera. Working as an assistant manager at a tobacco shop doesn’t make transitioning into a Sikh any easier. Quitting smoking while still supporting myself by working in a tobacco shop, where the use of the product is not allowed in the Sikh faith, is a difficult task. I have not yet taken my spiritual name yet, as I have not yet received my turban and have not yet quit smoking because of my predicament, and the fact that I cannot find a different job. I wish I could find a job writing for a Sikh-related organization.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
If I were a girl or a woman in my American Society and this western culture, I’d stop shaving completely.
Let no man in the world live in delusion.
Without a Guru none can cross over to the other shore.
As fragrance abides in the flower
As reflection is within the mirror,
So does your Lord abide within you,
Why search for him without ?
Monday, September 19, 2011
I saw this somewhere and hope it is true, how sweet.
“This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake. After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow…
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Real prayer needs no words, no gesture, no thoughts.
A real prayer only comes from the Lord.
Baba Narinder Singh Ji
Baba Deep Singh (1682–1757) is revered among Sikhs as one of the most hallowed martyrs in Sikhism and as a highly religious person. He is remembered for his sacrifice and devotion to the teachings of the Sikh Gurus.
He was the first jathedar(Head) of Damdami Taksal a 300 years old…
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Guru Ram Das. From a “child’s” perspective. Yes - we are all children of the True Guru.
Oh Guru Raam Das.
If I could staple you to my heart and mind, I would.
If I could purchase you for my current bank balance, I would.
If I could have you by giving you all of my wardrobe, I would.
If I could drive everyday to your birth place in Lahore, and hold you when you were a baby, I would. Really.
If you were small enough to be taken with me everywhere, I would do just that, and maybe I’d never go anywhere where you wouldn’t go.
In fact, maybe I’d seat you on my desk at work, you’d have your own little throne, and heavenly food, and I’d make sure there were a few junior people to wave the fly-brush over your resonating white turban.
Don’t worry, okay. I’d protect you from the rain.
I know I am like the eager hatchling who has barely cracked out of her shell,
Trying so hard to impress her mother.
I’ll try so hard to impress you.
As long as you stay with me…
If I could fly around holding on to your chola, I would.
If I could sit in your hands (and put a towel under me so they wouldn’t get dirty), and be brought up to your face to look at your huge, twinkling eyes, I would.
If I could watch you tie your turban one day, I would do anything.
If I could wave the fly-brush over you when you slept, I would.
If I could talk to you everyday, I would. But I can, can’t I?
I am right now,
and I know you’re listening.
And I know that you are on my desk and in my heart.
And you’re in my car as well and everywhere else I go.
Because you are love and you are forgiveness. And you wouldn’t deny me your love,
Just because I am devoid of virtue.
You are the divine healer. You encompass all.
You heal all. You love all.
Guru Guru Waheguru. Guru Raam Das Guru.
When people say things like “…Sikhs are a violent people” or “…live in the past” because of the importance we give to our father, the sword.
It really angers me, especially when Indians say this.
I’m not gonna go into depth as to why Sikhs give these traditional weapons such high importance,…