Guru’s love or God’s love (as Guru is God only, that Hariom consciousness that exist in everyone)
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Feeling God’s love, what is it like?
Just like a child beginning to learn how to ride a bicycle, father is there to hold the bicycle and to guide from behind. Encouraging to move forward, to push and to let go when the child is ready. Even when the child is scared, he/she cycles forward knowing that the father is in the background and fully trust father to be there to hold if anything were to happen.
Father lets go even when the child says no to never letting go. What a sight it is when the child not knowing that father has let go, continue to cycle all on its own. Upon realising that he/she is now cycling on own fumbles a little but later on rejoice on what was accomplished. Child falls and sulks to father for letting go. Father comes gives some lecture on what a whining child he/she is but later also soothes the child. Tease and play out of love it is. For father can be also like a friend who hears you, tittle-tattle together or like a playful mate or like a dear darling figure.
If you call out, He is there only. If you think of Him, He is there only in the background for God is omnipresent.
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Feeling His presence and upon realising this, how blinded have I been for not realising that God has come in every form in my life. As a mother; as a father; as a husband/lover; as a friend; as a puppy/pet; as that cool strong wind caressing my hair and my face; as a sun that shines and warms my every particles; as that flower which spreads out its unforgettable sweet fragrance; as that rain water that falls and wash away every unhappy thoughts; as that leaves/grass that moves in the wind and tempts you to dance along; as that cricket which produce sound alike symphony to the ear; as that sweet which melts in your mouth and gives you a delightful sensation; as that song which brings sweet love, hope and encouragement; as that white beach with ocean waves crashing on the shore that makes you forget time; as that fine sand that slips through your fingers; as that hungry one to be fed upon; as that sulky one to be cheer upon; as that mentally distraught one to be comfort upon; as that angry one to pour some love upon; as that fearful one to be encourage upon; as that mischievous one to play tricks upon; as that sick one to be care upon; as a poor one to share upon; as a haughty one to be humble upon; as a ignorant one to light upon; as anything as small as a microorganism; as vast as the existence, beyond time beyond space.
To only realising I am indeed in all and all is in me.
Hariom 🙏🏻
