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Golden rays of the setting sun mingling with the moon. At the far away horizon and the waves reflecting light towards home. Somewhere under the canopy, meditating yogi, smiling sage. Watching the charisma of the divine heaven. …
Posted by Siri Singh Sahib Ji& filed under Sikh Art Corner
Rayos dorados del sol poniente mezclándose con la luna. En el lejano horizonte y la olas reflejando luz hacia casa. En algún lugar bajo el toldo, yogi meditando, sabio sonriente. Viendo a través de la luz del ojo que viene de la oscuridad. …
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Yo soy yo. Yo mismo. Mis ambientes. Mi proyección. Mi paralelo. Mi perpendicular. Y mi principio. Todos esos yo soy. …
Posted by Siri Singh Sahib Ji& filed under Publications, Sikh Art Corner
I am me. Myself. My environments. My projection. My parallel. My perpendicular. And my principle. That many I am. …
Posted by Siri Singh Sahib Ji& filed under Sikh Art Corner
El Yogi habla sin esfuerzo . . . Desde el Amor y la Luz de su Corazón, y desde la profundidad de su Sabiduría meditativa. Oh, Sikhs del Guru! Oh, Khalsa! Escucha mi Oración! …
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The Yogi speaks with the natural flow. Which comes from divine knowledge and deep meditation, as the light of the inner self assumes its full glow, oh Gursikh, oh Khalsa, hear my supplication: the daily prayers have been given by order of the True Guru, by singing them, understanding and wisdom are his blessings to you. …
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Alabanzas, todas las Alabanzas a Ram Das, el Guru. Porque es a él a quien se debe la gloria. En el reino del Raj Yoga, él es el Rey Verdadero. Hacia él esta oración es hecha como un ofrecimiento. …
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Hail, all hail, unto Ram Das, the Guru. For it’s unto him that the glory is due. In the realm of Raj Yoga, he is the True King,
unto him this prayer is made as an offering. …
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Every heart beat is God’s name to me. Every breath of life is ecstasy. Every night is a bliss to me. Every day a wonderful reality. …
Posted by Siri Singh Sahib Ji& filed under Sikh Art Corner
Cada latido del corazón es el nombre de Dios para mi. Cada respiración de la vida es éxtasis. Cada noche es una bendición para mi.
Cada día una realidad maravillosa. …
Posted by Siri Singh Sahib Ji& filed under Sikh Art Corner
A lo largo del Parkarma damos la vuelta completa, en el umbral del Hari Mander, la cabeza se postra hacia el piso. Ocho punto cuatro millones de vidas y sus efectos kármicos, son todos borrados junto a la deuda del destino. …
Posted by Siri Singh Sahib Ji& filed under Sikh Art Corner
Along the Parkarma we take the full round. At the threshold of Hari Mander, head bows to the ground. Eight point four million lifetimes and their karmic effect are all washed away along with destiny’s debt. …
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Me pregunté a mi mismo soy carne? Soy hueso? Soy respiración de la vida? Soy este encanto, esta belleza, esta sensitividad,
esta creatividad y este poder? Repartiendo esta luz soy esta alabanza? Soy esta dignidad, divinidad y gracia? …
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I asked myself am I flesh? Am I bone? Am I a breath of life? Am I this charm, this beauty, this sensitivity, this creativity and this power?
Spreading this light. Am I this worship? Am I this dignity, divinity, and grace? …
Posted by JHSD - Course& filed under 08-Guru Harkrishan, Gurpurbs, Your Stories
There are so many stories in Sikh history from the life of Guru Har Krishan that uplift, awe and inspire me. The one closest to my heart is probably the most famous. There was an epidemic of small pox in Delhi in 1664. Guru Har Krishan went to the place where the outbreak had occurred…
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