Everyone
has a Voice Within which clamors and clangs.
This
is the voice of the ego-self. There is a sound which resonates
With
the spiritual heart, the Voice of the True Self – Listen.
Mahavatar Babaji
Champion of the Whole Humanity
Mahavatar tells a story: In the heart of the Himalayas, high in
the snowy forest, there once dwelt a Yogi of great renown. He sat in meditation
for 18 hours a day. His Guru was as you know me, Mahavatar Babaji. In many
lifetimes on Earth, this Yogi had been a great teacher to the people of ways to
make spiritual progress. I wished him to incarnate into the house of Ram, the
Great Avatar, and help Ram with his mission as has been told in the Great Indian
Epic, The Ramayana. This Yogi,
my disciple, did as I requested and is a part of this story. Do you know The Ramayana?
I request those of you who
read our work here, if you feed guided from "The Voice Within of the True
Self," which we spoke about in the above "Pearls of Wisdom". to locate
a copy of The Valmiki RAMAYANA
Retold in Verse by Swami
Rama.
Do you know that Valmiki was
the first person on Earth to write in poetic form? Even though American English
is a young language, Swami Rama did a superb work when he wrote Valmiki's
RAMAYANA. It is very beautiful.
From The Ramayana
by Swami Rama
the Bala Kanda (chapter)
From The Ramayana
by Swami Rama
the Bala Kanda (chapter)
That
Bull of Munis spoke a word
To
Narad, if he'd ever heard
Of any
hero, versed in duty
Strong
and brave, endowed with beauty,
Fearless,
awesome, loving true,
One who
would, his mind, subdue?
Did
anyone now, walk the face
Of
Earth, delightful to his race?
Narad
did Valmiki please,
Relating
all with brilliant ease.
"A
jewel among the human race,
On the
Earth his time does pace.
From
Ikshvaku (meaning Sun Dynasty)
He is born.
He is born.
Beauty
does that one adorn
Righteous.
valiant, kind and true,
His
senses does that one subdue.
A
master of the martial arts,
Acquainted
with celestial darts,
Refuge
of the troubled world.
Dasharatha
was; his sire;
Ram's
the fruit of his desire.
His
father wished to make him king
But
jealousy one queen, did bring.
The
boons he gave to her, she claimed --
Her son
as regent should be named
And Ram
in exile should be sent,
Living
like a mendicant
His
brother, wife, did him attend,
Together
would their exile spend,
King
Guha was their trusted friend,
On him
they all could now depend.
To
Chitrakuta they were brought
They
would live there, so they thought.
Happily
they would there live
But the
king could not forgive
Kaikeyi
and soon died of grief;
His
sorrow could find no relief.
To
Bharat did they bring the throne.
But
this the prince could not condone.
He
searched for Ram to take it back
But Ram
remained upon his track
And
gracefully refused the throne;
The
forest now to him was known
The sandals
from Ram's lotus feet
Prince
Bharat found divinely sweet..."
Beloved Ones, I bid you adieu,
Blessing you all to spiritually grow and renew.
Mahavatar Babaji
