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91.
Attraction is the underlying theme in the
play of this creation. Desires, urges, passions
and longings all carry the force of attraction to
the Infinite One.
Just as iron particles are attracted by the
magnet; just as the bee is irresistibly drawn
by the pollen; just as sperm rushes to unite
with the egg; just as the meteor rages toward
the earth; just as we draw in the sweet breath to
live; just as the child yearns to suckle the
motherŐs breast so are we dancing to
the melodies of our deepest longings.
At best, these longings produce masterpieces
of creative genius. At worst, they produce
havoc in our world of emotions. They must,
therefore, be handled with caution and care,
with skill and compassion, with wisdom and
diligence.

92.
You came into my life as the sweetest being I
had ever known.
Your wisdom was unfathomable, your intellect
was encyclopedic and your passion for truth
and justice were beyond all comparison. You
seemed to descend from another world from
the enlightened world of Sa’nor.
The radiance of your light shines perennially
and I bathe in it every day and every night.
Your love draws me closer and closer,
entreating me to let go of my little me into
Thine infinite being like sugar crystals
dissolving in a cup of hot tea.
The accumulated nectar of my mind is waiting
to be sipped by you, my Lord. Accept this
humble offering. And if it makes you smile, my
love, it would indeed be the highest reward of
all my penance.

93.
Our spirit is like a horse that carries us.
We can ride it as a mere passenger or ride it
as the horseŐs master. To do the latter, we
must learn the art of riding, of holding the reins
and learning the language of the horse.
The art of establishing communion with the
spirit is the art and science of meditation, the
science of breath control (pranayama) and
the art of ideation, of using the mantra to
speak to the Spirit. Horse has a free spirit, as
do we.

94.
I have traveled from country to country,
from home to home and filled my heart with
the nectar of love. My minds little cup is
overflowing with sweetest bliss, shining with
hues of diverse experiences. The affectionate
exchanges have carved streaks of unusual
patterns on my soul and now, I wait at Thy
door to offer it all to You, my Beloved!

95.
Humans are strange creatures. They want
fragrances of roses without thorns. They want
sweetness with no lingering taste. They want
wholeness without giving up the ego. They
want love without watering its roots.
Humans are strange creatures. They are very
sentimental. They expect warmth but emit
cold. They expect caring but fail to
reciprocate. They hold dual standards. They
are unpredictable, difficult to understand.
Humans are strange creatures. They
command without affection. They punish
without compassion. They adore the externals
and fail to see the inner beauty. They play as
God, even when their own existence is fragile
and fleeting like the morning dew.
Humans are strange creatures. At their best,
they are Love Incarnate and at their worst,
they are most ungrateful. Beware! Beware!!

96.
I had already sold my produce in the market
when an Honored Visitor appeared before me
and asked for alms. The only choice left to me
was to open my cloth bundle and hand over
the last scraps saved for my night meal. My
visitor offered a gold coin for this special favor
but I said, O my Beloved One, you do me a
great favor by asking this of me. Take it all,
please and oblige me by accepting all that I
have. Grant me the favor of Your visits forever
so that I can continue to offer something of
myself to You, as long as I live, day after day,
night after night. Blessed am I that You choose
to come to me. I am richer in infinite measure
by Your radiant presence. Come again, my
Love! Come again!

97.
Come home, my love.
Come home, my child!
The sun has set and dark shadows of night
have begun to envelop and embrace our little
cottage. Come, take a warm bath and say
your prayers. Supper is ready and I will heat
the freshly prepared soup with herbs from my
forest garden. This will surely rejuvenate you,
taking away the exhaustion from your long
day’s work and play.
And I shall give you a gentle massage until you
slip into the soothing lap of the goddess of
sleep.
Come home, my love,
come home, my child!

98.
How would I know the joy of light and
knowledge if I had not also known darkness
and ignorance? How would I appreciate the
pleasure of sweetness and bonding if there
had not also been bitterness and hatred? How
would I value truth and peace if there were no
falsehood or war?
It is in the moments of unconscious
misunderstandings that we learn to cultivate
the communication based on mutual respect
and total understanding.
Every step along the journey of life is a
blessing if it brings us closer to the face of
fulfillment in pure universal love.
Let us not be afraid of our mistakes, they are
our doorway to progress.
Let us not be afraid of our failings, they are
the steps upward on the ladder of growth.
Let not our wrongdoings deter us, they teach
us to follow the correct path.
It is said, When we lose, do not lose the
lessons!
And when we move, Let us not stop until the
goal is reached!
And, of-course, Where there is a will, there is
always a way!
So, Never give-up. Strive on!

99.
O, my Lord!
You are like morning dew, how can I keep
you?
You are fragile like the rose petals, how can I
hold you?
You are the rainbows in the sky, how can I
touch you?
You are higher than all the mountain peaks,
how can I reach you?
O my Lord,
Your love ignites me
to wake up,
to shake off all sloth
and to give up all selfish thoughts of self-
restraint and inner discipline, of caring for
others and creating abundance for all.
Enable me, my Love, to pour out all of myself
into your loving heart
made of infinite wisdom and sublime thoughts.
Escort me, my Lord,
to your private chambers
and touch me in ways
so that my frailties are transmuted
into curvatures of your smiles.
Lead me, my Dearest One,
to Your World of Bliss
where two become One
where only Truth reigns
where anxiety awakens into infinite peace,
where all impulses recede into the stillness of
the primordial womb.

100.
O, my ittle one,
You have a small physical structure but your
existence is precious. Your magnanimous
heart and yearning for a better world are your
priceless jewels. Pursue your career path with
an awakened conscience and use your
knowledge for the welfare of others. Not all
the information that you will receive will be
accurate. So keep a sharp mind to discern
truth from lies.
Support only the truth and work with all your
might to build a world of justice, honesty and
love.

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