My Dada, My Home.

I remember the first time I came to the ashram for Bodh 1. I didn’t know what a master or spirituality was or even what an ashram was for.

I was going along as a very close friend had insisted that we check it out. After listening to Dadashreeji speak on various topics, the common line that was being spoken about was connect to your Master or Guide or whatever form of the Divine you naturally connect with. I felt a little embarrassed and had to ask, “can I take you as my guide as I don’t have one?”

I felt so comfortable with the things He was saying it was if I was naturally connected to Him and it was so clear that there could be no other person I would be able to relate to. When He said, “yes, if that’s what you feel like”, it was as if a life time of weight had come off me. I couldn’t understand at that time the importance of what had just happened. In my limited understanding at that time, I thought I had just agreed to follow the words of someone that was explaining life in the simplest way that I had heard of.

Little did I know my life was about to completely change and my spiritual journey was about to come before me. I guess I was always on this path but just never realised or understood it until I heard Dada speak. When He said “Yes” I could take Him as my guide. It felt as if I had returned Home from a long journey.

In gratitude and love,
Mitr Shaan.

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I WANTED TO HOLD HIS FINGER BUT HE HELD MY HAND.

My life has been filled with Grace and I became aware of it when I met Dadashreeji. It’s become even more beautiful and it’s taking me to new heights as time progresses. Did I deserve it? Not even a bit. Well, that’s what Grace is.
Dadashreeji had come to Amritsar in 2014 for a session and that is where it all began. We didn’t talk personally. His presence was enough to take me to the 9th cloud. I had prayed to Him once to use me as an instrument of His purpose. Now I don’t know how it’s going for Him but I am loving every bit of it.
I saw a child( myself) and a father (Dadashreeji) walking in a fair( journey of life). The child tried holding his father’s finger with his small hands but instead the father held the child with his one hand encompassing the child’s hand and wrist. The child was lost in the glitter (creation) and charm (material things) of the fair. The child was so engrossed in the fair that he did not even think of the way out or the destiny. All he knew was that his father is there to take care of him and make him have some fun. But the father instead, was walking one step ahead of him to choose the best path for the child and guide the way fulfilling all the needs of the child and even papmering him a little. THAT’S MY LIFE.
There have been so many instances where I forgot Him but His Love held on to me like we were never apart. I have been ungrateful to Him but my Dada has Loved me unconditionally.
He has taken the responsibility to see me through the path. He doesn’t need to, but He still waits for me to get over with my nonsense. I still cause problems here and there on the way but I know He’ll never let go of me because He Loves me more than I could ever do.
He knows I am irresponsible and doesn’t trust me holding His hand for I may get carried away by the rides (ups and downs) in the fair and I am forever in gratitude because He has sacrificed His life to fulfill mine and always reminds me of the path Divine.
‎That’s my Dadashreeji. You accept Him as your Divine Friend and He will see you to the beautiful end.
At Your Divine Feet,
Mitr Shivam.