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.

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As I wait.

Sitting in my nest, wondering when I will meet my flock.
My flock headed by My Master, My Beloved.

Oh! Lord He told me I need to stay.
He told me I need to follow the rules of the sky.
But, for how long?
For how long when He is my Heart.
For how long can I be away from My Master.
For how long do I wait to Merge into Him.
Oh! My Beloved, don’t forget, I am waiting patiently in the nest.
Don’t forget that every breath increases my zest.

Hear my prayer My Beloved. Let that day come soon when I dissolve in Your Lotus Feet.
Let that day come soon when I don’t find me.
Wondering this I fall back asleep in the nest of life with all the more zest.

In gratitude forever,
Maitreyi Jasneet.

Dadashreeji Mantra, The Master Key.

We were lodged in a nice Hotel in Ludhiana for a few days owing to a family function. In one of those days I misplaced the key to my room. We called up the reception for help and they sent a guest attendant with the Master Key. My nephew inquired and the attendant replied that A Master Key can open any room in the hotel.
Well that was enough for an insight.
People have only heard about master keys with regard to rooms or locks,there is one to life also.
OM JYOTIRUPAAY
PARAMSAKHAAY
PARAMAANANDAAY
DADASHREEJI NAMO NAMAH.
THIS IS THE MASTER KEY TO LIFE.
No matter where you are,what ever time it is chant it and experience yourself connect to your Divine. This is the solution to all problems. Apply it to which ever situation you feel like and see how everything is taken care of. Chant it, be at it and you will not suffer again. I may not be able to use the right words,but everything just comes together and life becomes as smooth as silk.
Don’t go by what I say, try it for yourself. Chant it, feel every word that you chant and observe the change in your self. Dada is here to boost divinity in everyone and establish and strengthen the bond of everyone with their own Divine. If you don’t do it already, please try atleast once. You will start loving your life.
Forever yours,
Mitr Shivam.

CARRY ONLY THE ESSENTIALS

It was 28th December and we were at our ever so beautiful ShantiKshetra PremGiri Aashram in Karjat. We were 30 odd youth who decided to go trekking up the hill. One of us knew the way and none of us knew how long it would take to complete the trek. So according to our limited understandings, we packed our backpacks with all that we thought we would require and left for the trek in the morning to avoid noon heat.
We hadn’t even reached the spot when we realised that most of us were out of drinking water and since it was a dry season,there were no waterfalls too. We realised the value of water when one of us spotted a very thin flimsy stream of fresh water dripping down nearby, which by the look of it, suggested it would take forever to fill our bottles, and all of us queued up to refill.
The trekking was steep and tiresome. It took us more than eight hours to complete the whole thing. We had carried extra clothing, trekking sticks, books and what not but none of us carried enough of what was most essential…. WATER. And then my Dada gave me an insight like He always does.
In life too, we undergo so many trainings, courses, schooling, higher education and so much more but is all that essential? We might say that they are basic requirements but what is the most important component?
It’s Love. I wouldn’t call it a life if you didn’t live with Love in your Heart and quite often than not, we forget it. It’s there, it’s always there but we forget to acknowledge it. Experiment it. Apply Love to which ever situation you are in,and watch the magic, witness the most beautiful things unfold in front of you. Let your life be guided by Love. like they say- you only need power to dominate. Rest, Love can handle.
Thank you Dada for everything and much more.
Forever yours,
Mitr Shivam.

Ab Aajao Vaapas Dada

जब तुम चुप थे 

अंतर्मुख थे …

न कोई शब्द 

न कोई बात 

बस श्रण भर दर्शन 

कैसे तुम रह पाए दादा ?

क्यों इतना हमें तरसाए दादा ?

जब हम चुप थे  

अंतर्मुख थे 

ह्रदय से शब्द 

ह्रदय से बातें 

हर श्रण प्रेम के सुमन 

तुम पर बरसा रहे थे दादा !

जम कर कृपा बरसा रहे थे दादा !
जब तुम चुप थे 

अंतर्मुख थे 

न कोई प्रश्न 

न कोई जवाब 

क्योँ इतना याद आए दादा ?

क्योँ इतना हमें रुलाये दादा?

जब हम चुप थे 

अंतर्मुख थे 

तुम्हारे बदलाव और उन्नति  में 

डूबे थे हम 

 दृढ़ता और जूनून 

हर श्रण जगा रहे थे  दादा !

सत्य से पहचान करा रहे थे  दादा !
कब से चुप थे 

अंतर्मुख थे 

 अपने बच्चों को और 

बहकाएं न दादा 

सब्र का बाँध 

डूबायें न दादा 

अपने मीठे बोल सुनने के लिए

और हमें तरसायें न दादा 

कब से चुप थे  

अंतर्मुख थे  

इंतज़ार हमें भी था 

प्रेम से कोई बुलाये दादा ..

प्रेम से कोई जगाये दादा ..

प्रेम से कोई बोले दादा, 

“बहुत हो गया , अब वापस आ जाओ दादा |”

You are enough

Hello friends… hope all are growing and flowing with the Grace of the Divine.
Just wanted to share a personal insight with all of you.
A few months ago I was at a hill station and had gone for a walk in the morning.
I reached the edge of a hill and looked down at the beautiful valley and then at the vast sky above me and just marvelled at the magnificence of the Divine.. the vastness of the space that lay above and beyond me.
I stood still and soaked it all being in the moment and experiencing Love for the creator, for Dada.
As I turned to leave, my eyes fell upon a tiny purple flower growing amidst the wild grass. The flower was really small about this size 👉🏼🌸.
I gazed at the flower just looked at it in awe and a realisation dawned…it was as if the flower said to me- I am enough.
I realised in that moment that the flower’s presence was enough. In this vast universe that tiny flower was absolutely perfect the way it was. It grew there alone with no one to see it or appreciate it… yet it was complete and perfect radiating its grace by just being itself.
The flower was not competing for the spotlight or acknowledgement.
It existed there in the wilderness serving it’s purpose by just being.
In that moment I realised that I am enough..
The fact that I’m alive means I’m serving a purpose in God’s creation. Yet each one of us tries tirelessly to impress others and trying to make ourselves acceptable to others and ourselves.. never succeeding… always doubting and judging ourselves.
All we need is to recognise the hand of the Divine in our being itself and accept ourselves as we are… dropping all judgements so that we can radiate our inner beauty and grace .. effortlessly. ..

The flower also showed me that it was receiving everything that it needed …. rain, sun, air… all that it needed for its existence. It did not have to worry about its survival.
That tiny flower was being looked after… by the creator.
Dear friends…Dada is here to help us experience our true nature, love so that we all may live like that flower… innocent,pure, graceful, free and fearless… simply LOVE.
Let us nourish our connection with our Divine so that we may experience the bliss and joy of simply being.

Thank you my Most Beloved Divine Friend Dadashreeji for everything ❤🙏🏼
Mohini for Dada.

We are special

Had gone to sign a property transfer deed and the officer asked me for my thumb print. I replied that I could sign but he insisted on the thumb print and said that it was mandatory.
I wondered why he would ask me for a thumb print when I am literate.
Well I don’t know about the technical requirements but he surely gave me an insight. The impression of every individual’s thumb is unique and guess what, so are we.
None of us came down on Earth to breathe out carbon dioxide for trees. There is something special about us just like the print on our thumbs. None of us are misfits. Our birth itself was by the will of the Divine and He is the best casting director. All of us play a lead role in our lives. We just need to find out what we are good at.
Pray to which ever form of Divine you connect with naturally and ask about your uniqueness. Ask Him to infuse your life with passion and the required energy to complete your purpose. You will be in bliss.

Thank you Dada,
Mitr Shivam.