Win The Game of Life in the World through path of Spirituality
Importance of Spirituality
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<p>The person who does all his duties diligently by not bothering about the consequences is a man of renunciation and discipline in the true spirit.</p>
<p>Fear not! All mortal things are as shadows, unreality dominates all appearances. All visible objects are ever-changing.</p>
<p>To mold oneself in the realization of God-realized, Self-realized great men is the great worship. Remember the Supreme Self and be calm. It is a great wealth in itself.</p>
<p>If man studies any subject with concentration, self-restraint, and earnestness, he is bound to get success.</p>
<p>Always being in parity and delightful is the highest devotion to God. The life of the disciple who has inner Bhagvad, Brahman Bhav for His Guru is undoubtedly successful.</p>
<p>If you put your mind anywhere apart from God, you will have to weep in the end. You are eternal, while the body and circumstances are transient. Think of your True Self, 'I am immortal, I am consciousness…' And be patient too.</p>
<p>Greed for pleasure makes man vicious. Sanatan Indian culture of truth in the world, the path leading to the divine.</p>
<p>How long will you remain entangled in the web of mental conceptions? Cut off all bondages and stand up free. Be free.</p>
<p>One who checks desire for sense pleasures becomes an eligible aspirant after liberation and peace. One who is not overpowered by anger becomes capable of pacifying others.</p>
<p>One who practices meditation and does japa wins the game of life in this world and the other. Paras stone can convert the metal iron into gold but cannot make it Paras itself, but a saintly person or the Sadguru can mold his shishya into a knowledgeable person just like the Sadguru himself.</p>
<p>Selfless service is the fragrant flower of altruistic love. It is not to be performed for the satisfaction of the person rendering the service or the person at whose bidding it is so done. Service is the highest spiritual exercise (sadhana), for God Himself takes human form and comes down to serve mankind and lead it to the ideals it has ignored. Therefore, consider how delighted God will be when man serves man! Deserve the grace of God by helping the weak and the poor, the diseased and the disabled, the distressed and the downtrodden.</p>
<p>For your own well-being, do good to others; engage yourself in the well-being of others, the result will be the same for you. Engage yourself in the welfare of others in accordance with Dharma and shastras. Engage yourself in removing the sorrows of others, and the very being of the ‘Remover of sorrow’ (Lord) will make you sorrow-free.</p>
<p>Filling yourself with pleasure from external enjoyment will make you tense. So properly utilize material pleasure and arouse inner joy. Instead of filling yourself with pleasure from outside, just outwardly radiate inner joy. Give happiness to others and get self-satisfaction.</p>
<p>Do not seek respect; instead, do acts that gain respect. Give respect to others, then you will become free, happy, and ever respectable.</p>
<p>If you never have the benefits of the company of saints, whatever you have attained is worthless. He who doesn’t love the culture of sages is an animal, not a man. Useless is the life that is not based on Vedic knowledge.</p>
<p>God is in everyone. No one is a stranger in the world; we all are children of God.</p>
<h2>MEDITATION IS THE GREATEST PILGRIMAGE</h2>
<h2>MEDITATION IS THE GREATEST CHARITY</h2>
<h2>MEDITATION IS THE GREATEST YAJN</h2>
<h2>MEDITATION IS THE GREATEST PENANCE</h2>
<p>THEREFORE, YOU MUST MEDITATE DAILY WITHOUT FAIL.</p>
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