Thursday, August 18, 2016

FADED BLACK AND WHITE CRUMBLING PHOTO


We really do have to become free from grudges. Sitting in the nursing home, 97 years old. That is a lot of years, a lot of experiences, and all he can think of is his step mother when he was twelve and how she took his money that he earned from caddying. And how he was scorned in favor of his step brothers, Malvin and Carl.

He relishes the pain. He must, otherwise why he would fixate. He can't remember anything else. Not his wife of 65 years, not their trips to Europe, not his home that he worked so much on to improve inside and out.

Only his step mother when he was twelve, over and over and over again. That is all he can think of. Death is coming. Whatever we are thinking of at the time of death that state we will attain without fail.

It may be that the experience for a twelve year old was so intense and he felt so helpless and victimized he may have actually tried to find God at that time. Or done some soul searching. Perhaps he is feeling helpless and victimized now again. If so it is the perfect time to do some soul searching and try to find God, Lord Krishna.

If we have sores that have not healed we need to heal them.
If we have grudges we need to get rid of them.
If only this one hadn't done this or that... it's all their fault whatever.
Time is short and goes by in a blink.
We need to do soul searching and try to find God, Lord Krishna.

I had several grudges, open sores, I would question why? But now I question why think of them? What a silly waste of time. They have no more relevance to me now than a faded crumbling black and white photo.

This is the power of the Mahamantra when received from the lips of the pure devotee.

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