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Grihastha Life - Make It A Temple Of Love

A family requires parents and children and, in a family, they are all united very naturally by the bonds of blood. It is a blood connection. We call ourselves blood brothers, blood sisters, things like that. In human society, in human life, the blood connection has enjoyed very considerable support and strength. We normally think of love as a merely personal thing, something uniting two, perhaps three, sometimes four persons. But here is a concept in Sahaj Marg in which we have to replace blood by love, and this love is both personal and universal at the same time. It is as if the two extremes of a magnet are brought together to meet in the centre and produce what, in science, they say is impossible - a unipole! Such a love is directed towards one and simultaneously towards all. In other words, such a love is a unity and also a multiplicity. In a sense, this is also the definition of God that he is one and he is many; that he is the creator both within his creation and also outside his creation! How something can be inside and also outside the same object, is something which defeats our imagination, but the coexistence of such extreme opposites is only possible in a spiritual pursuit.

It is only in a spiritual family that we can have love united with discipline; where we can have love uniting people of many races, many tongues, many professions, because there is the silk thread of love that runs through us and holds us together! In the Gita, one of the descriptions that God gives of Himself is that He is the thread that goes through the string of pearls and keeps all the pearls together without falling off! The human beings or the family of human beings need something together to form a grand necklace around the neck of God himself, if that is possible. According to Master this can be done only by love.

So if a couple wants to keep this divine, delightful flame of love burning through marriage too, one technique is to stop making demands on each other. Because only that which is present can make a demand. So it is another aspect of love that when we stop making demands, love grows. Because love does not depend on which level of evolution we are at. It is a universal thing. Not only universally human, but universal in the real sense. So if that lesson is learnt properly, then there is no presence and no absence. Love becomes truly eternal. The Beloved becomes truly present all the time whether he is there or not, and we begin to realise that his love for us is also eternal whether we are here or not. So this is what we should try to bring into our lives as a veritable truth, and experience it in our lives, by His grace.

I have often advised prospective mothers who are bearing the child in their womb to speak to the child with love. Speak to it as if it is already there. It is there. Welcome it, love it. But on the contrary we have only hatred, attempts at abortion and that child grows up knowing it is unwanted. It is disgraceful. It is hated.

What is the prize in grihastha life? It has a prize. You know there is a beautiful story I once read of three brothers who were sons of a king. Young people you know, youth and when their father died, the nobles just threw them out of the empire, because they were too young, and took over. They were probably 12, 10 and 8. The 12 and 10 year old boys went off somewhere, the eight year old just crossed the border, went into an inn and with his few copper coins in his pocket, he managed to eke out an existence. And then slowly he got into the heart of the owner of the inn; one day he married the latter's daughter and after 20 years he owned the inn. He had a nice wife, a comfortable life. He was in every way a contented, balanced person.

One day he saw a huge mass of dust to the east and, surprisingly, a few hours later, he saw another huge mass of dust towards the west. And as the evening approached, the clouds of dust came closer and closer and he saw this was a huge caravan, hundreds of horses and camels, fully laden, and a man with a highly caparisoned horse, richly dressed himself, got off and he was the owner of that caravan, a multimillionaire. And he sought accommodation in this small, cheap inn. And then the other dust cloud approached and it was an army of hawkish, well trained persons mounted on the most beautiful Arabs, and the two met. And they found that this rich man was the eldest brother and the leader of the army was the second brother, and here was the third fellow, standing at the gate of the inn, wondering what to do. "Here are my two brothers both with huge entourage with hundreds of persons here and thousands of persons there, and I have a small inn with 2 ½ rooms and 2 ½ kids on my hands. What should I do?" Anyway he managed to put up his brothers.

The next morning the miracle happened. The two brothers confessed that the rich man had been plotting all night how to buy off the other army with his wealth, kill the brother and assume command of both the army and what was left of the wealth. And the second brother had been plotting all night how to murder his brother or use his army to plunder the whole caravan and take hold of all the wealth. But when they saw the youngest brother in the doorway, with his wife by his side and his 2 ½ kids with him, so content, with bliss on his face, they said all this is a mirage, a waste, you see. So the next morning the rich man used all his wealth to pay off the army of the other fellow, disbanded it and sent it away, and so all settled at the inn.

See, one epitomising power of raw or physical power, the other epitomising the power of wealth, opposed to each other-misery, bloodshed, vice, corruption; and here the power of love, nothing but a simple man's simple love for a simple woman creating a simple family in simple circumstances with unbeatable bliss, unbeatable contentment. The essence is "seek a simple life, don't look for ecstasies, it doesn't exist". All the erotic literature in the world is produced precisely because there are some people who expect fantasy in these excitements, or in drugs for instance or in alcohol. But if life is lead naturally, there are no peaks, no depressions. There is only a blissful calm, a sort of a level curve - it is not a curve any more. It is a straight line.

 

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