Mohan Mishra

2010-08-09T04:10:00.000-07:00

श्रवणों में अभी गूंजा ही नहीं तेरी मुरली ध्वनि का घनघोर है कैसा
नहीं अमृत पी कर तृप्त हुआ मुख चन्द्र तेरे का चकोर है कैसा
इस पापी को अभी तारा ही नहीं पतित उबार में जोर है कैसा
मन माखन मेरा चुराया नहीं मनमोहन तू माखनचोर है कैसा

2009-01-30T22:40:00.001-08:00

नवधा भक्ति कहहुं तोही पाही | सावधान सुनु धरु मन माहीं ||
प्रथम भगति संतन्ह कर संगा| दुसरि रति मम कथा प्रसंगा ||

गुरु पद पंकज सेवा तीसरि भगति अमान |
चौथि भगति मम गुन गन करे कपट तजि गान ||

मंत्र जाप मम दृढ़ विश्वासा | पंचम भजन जो बेद प्रकाशा ||
छठ दम सील बिरति बहु करमा | निरत निरंतर सज्जन धरमा ||
सातवँ सम मोहि मय जग देखा | मोतें अधिक संत कर लेखा ||
आठवां जथा लाभ संतोषा | सपनेहूँ नहिं देखई पर दोषा ||
नवम सरल सब सन छल हीना | मम भरोश हिय हर्ष न दीना ||
नवमहूँ एकही जिन्ह के होई | नारी पुरूष सचराचर कोई ||
सोई अतिसय प्रिय भामिनी मोरें | सकल प्रकार भगति दृढ़ तोरें ||

2009-01-30T22:05:00.000-08:00

ज्ञान विवेक बिरति बिग्याना | मुनि दुर्लभ गुन जे जग नाना ||
आजु देऊन सब संसय नाही | मागु जो तोही भाव मन माहीं |१|
सुन प्रभु वचन अधिक अनुरागेउन | मन अनुमान करन तब लागेउ ||
प्रभु कह देन सकल सुख सही | भक्ति आपनी देन न कही |२|
भगति हीन गुन सब सुख ऐसे | लवण बिना बहु बिंजन जैसे ||
भजन हीन सुख कवने काजा | अस विचारि बोलेउन खगराजा |३|
जो प्रभु होई प्रसन्न वर देहु | मो पर करहूँ कृपा अरु नेहू ||
मन भावत वर मांगों स्वामी | तुम्ह उदार उर अंतरजामी |४|

अबिरल भक्ति विशुद्ध तब श्रुति पुराण जो गाव |
जेहि खोजत जोगीश मुनि प्रभु प्रसाद कोऊ पाव |४ (क)|
भगत कल्पतरु प्रनत हित कृपा सिन्धु सुखधाम |
सोई निज भगति मोहि प्रभु देहु दया करि राम |४ (ख)|

2009-01-29T20:26:00.000-08:00

नर सहस्र महुं सुनहुँ पुरारी | कोउ एक होउ धर्मं व्रत धारी ||
धर्मशील कोटिक मंह कोई | बिषय बिमुख बिराग रत होई |1|
कोटि बिरक्त मध्य श्रुति कहई | सम्यक ज्ञान सकृत कोउ लहई||
ज्ञान वंत कोटिक मंह कोउ | जीवन मुक्त सकृत जग सोउ |२|
तिन्ह सहस्र महुं सब सुख खानी | दुर्लभ ब्रह्मलीन विज्ञानी ||

2009-01-02T22:28:00.000-08:00

ॐ श्री सद्गुरुवे नमः

श्री परमहंस गुरुदेव तुम्हारे चरणों में परणाम

प्रेम भक्ति की ज्योति लेकर किया जगत उजियारा

डूब रहे थे भवसागर में देकर बाह उबारा

सुखमय जीवन पाने को तुने बख्सा है सतनाम

तुम्हारे चरणों में परणाम ...........

क्या क्या महिमा कहें तुम्हारी वाणी रुक रुक जाए

तेरी दया कृपा के आगे मस्तक झुक झुक जाए

करते रहेंगे जीवन भर हम तुने दिया जो काम

तुम्हारे चरणों में परणाम..............

दुनिया के कोने कोने में महामंत्र गुंजाया

जन्मों से बिछड़ी रूहों को अपने शरण लगाया

सतगुरु शरण ही जीवन फल है सतगुरु परम सुखधाम

तुम्हारे चरणों में परणाम..............

2008-12-24T22:58:00.000-08:00

The Song of the Sannyasin

Wake up the note! the song that had its birth

Far off, where worldly taint could never reach

In mountain caves and glades of forest deep,

Whose calm no sigh for lust or wealth or fame

Could ever dare to break; where rolled the stream

Of knowledge, truth, and bliss that follows both.

Sing high that note, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Strike off thy fetters! Bonds that bind thee down,

Of shining gold or darker, baser ore;

ove, hate; good, bad; and all the dual throng,

Know, slave is slave, caressed or whipped, not free

For fetters, though of gold, are not less strong to bind;

Then off with them, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Let darkness go! the will-o’-the-wisp that leads

With blinking light to pile more gloom on gloom.

This thirst for life, for ever quench; it drags

From birth to death, and death to birth, the soul

He conquers all who conquers self. Know this

And never yield, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

‘Who sows must reap,’ they say, ‘and cause must bring

The sure effect; good, good; bad, bad; and none

Escape the law. But whoso wears a form

Must wear the chain.’ Too true; but far beyond

Both name and form is Atman, ever free.

Know thou art That, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

They know not truth who dream such vacant dreams

As father, mother, children, wife and friend.

The sexless Self! whose father He? whose child?

Whose friend, whose foe is He who is but One?

The Self is all in all, none else exists;

And thou art That, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

There is but One – The Free, The Knower – Self!

Without a name, without a form or stain.

In him is Maya, dreaming all this dream.

The Witness, He appears as nature, soul.

Know thou art That, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Where seekest thou? That freedom, friend, this world

Nor that can give. In books and temples vain

Thy search. Thine only is that hand that holds

The rope that drags thee on. Then cease lament,

Let go thy hold, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Say, ‘Peace to all: From me no danger be

To aught that lives. In those that dwell on high,

In those that lowly creep, I am the Self in all.

All life both here and there, do I renounce,

All heavens and earths and hells, all hopes and fears.’

Thus cut thy bonds, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Heed then no more how body lives or goes,

Its task is done. Let Karma float it down;

Let one put garlands on, another kick

This frame; say naught. No praise or blame can be

Where praiser praised, and blamer blamed are one.

Thus be thou calm, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Truth never comes where lust and fame and greed

Of gain reside. No man who thinks of woman

As his wife can ever perfect be;

Nor he who owns the least of things, nor he

Whom anger chains, can ever pass thro’ Maya’s gates.

So give these up, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Have thou no home. What home can hold thee, friend?

The sky thy roof, the grass thy bed; and food

What chance may bring, well cooked or ill, judge not.

No food or drink can taint that noble Self

Which knows itself. Like rolling river free

Thou ever be, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Few only know the truth. The rest will hate

And laugh at thee, great one; but pay no heed.

Go thou, the free, from place to place, and help

Them out of darkness, Maya’s veil. Without

The fear of pain or search for pleasure, go

Beyond them both, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

Thus, day by day, till Karma’s powers spent,

Release the soul for ever. No more is birth,

Nor I, nor thou, nor God, nor man.

The ‘I’Has All become, the All is ‘I’ and Bliss.

Know thou art That, Sannyasin bold! Say –

‘Om tat sat, Om!’

— Swami Vivekananda

2008-12-22T06:53:00.000-08:00

God's answer to the problems of today as well as to the problems of the past has always been so simple, so childlike, so easy that many could not even believe it!—That the simple Love of God and each other could solve all of our problems!

2008-12-19T19:08:00.000-08:00

सुंदर सेज अनेक सुख रस भोगन पुरे
गृह सोइन चंदन सुगंध लाइ मोंती हीरे
मन इछे सुख मानदा किछु नाही विसुरे
सो प्रभु चित न आवई विस्टा की कीरे
गुरबाणी

यदि स्वर्ण निर्मित घर हो जिसमें हीरे मोटी सजे हों, जहाँ हर समय चंदन की सुगंध आती हो, सुंदर सेज हो सब प्रकार के सुख सुविधा के सामान और रस भोग भी उपलब्ध हों, मनुष्य मनो वांछित सुख भोगता हो किसी प्रकार की कोई कमी न हो, परन्तु उसके चित में यदि परात्मा की याद नहीं तो सब कुछ होते हुए भी उसे गन्दगी की कीडा ही समझो, तात्पर्य यह ही उसका जीवन व्यर्थ ही है

2008-12-19T00:04:00.000-08:00

What’s the secret to happiness?—Giving, unselfishness, and making others happy,
because it all comes back to you.
Making others happy makes you happy.
That's one of God's spiritual laws,
just like gravity is a law of the earth.
Sometimes it takes a while, but it's never left unfulfilled.

2008-12-17T23:46:00.000-08:00

As the different streams having their sources in different places all mingle their water in the sea, so, O Lord, the different paths which people take through different tendencies, various though they appear, crooked or straight, all lead to Thee.

Verse from ShrimadBhagwatGeeta

Whosoever comes to Me, through whatsoever form, I reach them; all are struggling through paths which in the end lead to Me.

Swami Viveknanda

Addresses at the Parliament of Religions

2008-12-17T18:00:00.000-08:00

"I fervently hope that the bell that tolled this morning in honour of this convention may be the death-knell of all fanaticism, of all persecutions with the sword or with the pen, and of all uncharitable feelings between persons wending their way to the same goal."

Swami Vivekananda

Representative of Hindus

Parliament of Religions

Columbian Exposition, Chicago World Fair

11 September 1893.

2008-12-13T06:16:00.000-08:00

CREATIVE BEING PERSONIFIED. NO FEAR. NO HATRED.
IMAGE OF THE UNDYING, BEYOND BIRTH, SELF-EXISTENT.
BY GURU’S GRACE ~
CHANT AND MEDITATE:
TRUE IN THE PRIMAL BEGINNING. TRUE THROUGHOUT THE AGES.
TRUE HERE AND NOW. O NANAK, FOREVER AND EVER TRUE. 1