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Love and Prayer

“People pray to me to solve their difficulties, saying that they love me, but there is a vast difference between love and prayer.

“In Persian, ‘to pray’ means to beg, to want, to desire something—even the blessings of God. But when a person really loves, he gives himself over to his Beloved completely.

“This is true love. In that, there is no begging, no wanting, and no room for desires. Only the longing to unite with the Beloved remains.

“Love means the renunciation of the self; prayer means selfishness, no matter how high the prayer may be. So there is a vast difference between when one prays and when one loves.” —Meher Baba, Lord Meher, 1st ed., Vol. 4, p. 1374, Bhau Kalchuri

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Posted by on August 25, 2017 in Articles

 

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Make Me a Channel of Your Peace

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Often attributed to the 13th-century saint Francis of Assisi, the prayer in its present form cannot be traced back further than 1912, when it was printed in Paris in French, in a small spiritual magazine called La Clochette (The Little Bell), published by La Ligue de la Sainte-Messe (The League of the Holy Mass). The author’s name was not given, although it may have been the founder of La Ligue, Fr. Esther Bouquerel.

 
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Posted by on December 10, 2016 in Articles

 

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Always Coming Home

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Initiation Song
from the Finders Lodge
by Ursula K. Le Guin

Please bring strange things.
Please come bringing new things.
Let very old things come into your hands.
Let what you do not know come into your eyes.
Let desert sand harden your feet.
Let the arches of your feet be the mountains.
Let the paths of your fingertips be your maps
and the ways you go be the lines on your palms.
Let there be deep snow in your in-breathing
and your out-breath be the shining of ice.
May your mouth contain the shapes of strange words.
May you smell food cooking you have not eaten.
May the spring of a foreign river be your navel.
May your soul be at home where there are no houses.
Walk carefully, well loved one.
Walk mindfully, well loved one.
Walk fearlessly, well loved one.
Return with us, return to us,
be always coming home.

 
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Posted by on May 23, 2015 in Articles

 

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