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At the Feet of The Mother

Essays on Yoga

Essays and Letters by Dr Alok Pandey on Yoga

If God is hidden in the particle of dust then inevitably one day the dust below our feet will climb beyond thought towards its Godlike destiny. What is hidden must one day manifest. On the other hand, if we suppose that there is no such god then not only there is no hope, but nothing worth saving. [w]
The urge to help is one of the impulses that characterise the nobler side of our humanity. It is also a first corrective to our grosser forms of egoism and reminds us that we are neither isolated nor alone.
The lovers of the gold-pot can be left to their earnings and hoardings but the lovers of high and noble things, the lovers of idealism, the lovers of poetry and literature and art for the joy of it, the lovers of true love are the ones who are remembered when time enters an age to sweep it clear of all that is dead and gone.
True love is indeed a divinity in its own right. If true love is there or at least an effort towards it then one is already striving on the Path. It does not matter whether one outwardly believes in god or not or is into some formal practice. [w]
An Article by Dr Alok Pandey
More and more souls are walking towards the New World, while some have already entered and started living there and operating from the New World and its New Consciousness.
People do not touch upon such core issues of life as relationships largely because of ignorance and fear. They hardly invest time and energy in anything beyond their little area of work.
...to understand His play we must first free our minds of all conceptions and notions and even systems of beliefs and philosophies and ideologies that have imprisoned Him in cages of thought, painting the bars with colours of our fancies and desires.
It is always helpful to spend some time in quiet reflection about what we here to do. It may take some time but it is worth the effort. Otherwise we lead a borrowed life, a life that is no more ours, an artificial life so to say.
We are all born with an original script of life with our soul’s and God’s signature upon it. This original script of destiny is often buried under a heap of artificial goals determined by others, or corrupted by the virus of ambition, greed and lust.
Each of us must face our own share of failures and falls. The difference between human beings however lies in how we deal with these failures.