Radiant Wisdom of the Mystics – Détails, épisodes et analyse

May you be truly inspired by this rendition of the illuminating booklet "Seven Steps to the Temple of Light" by Uranda. Published by The Emissaries 4th Edition 1977

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Your Love 

Let Your love play upon my voice and rest on my silence.

Let it pass through my heart into all my movements.

Let Your love, like stars, shine in the darkness of my sleep and dawn in my awakening.

Let it burn in the flame of my desires and flow in all currents of my own love.

Let me carry Your love in my life as a harp does its music;

and give it back to You at last with my life. 

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

Deliverance 

Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.

You ever pour for me the fresh draft of Your wine of various colors and fragrance,
filling this earthen vessel to the brim.

My world will light its hundred different lamps
with Your flame and place them before the altar of Your temple.

No, I will never shut the doors of my senses.
The delights of sight and hearing and touch will
bear Your delight.

Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy,
and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

My Last Song 

Let all the strains of joy mingle in my last song – 

the joy that makes the earth flow over in the riotous excess of the grass; 

the joy that sets the twin brothers, life and death, dancing over the wide world; 

the joy that sweeps in with the tempest, shaking and waking all life with laughter; 

the joy that sits still on the open, red lotus of pain, 

and the joy that throws everything it has upon the dust, and knows not a word.

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

Hold My Hand

Deliver me from my own shadows, O God,

from the wreck and confusion of my days, 

for the night is dark and Your pilgrim is blinded.

Hold my hand.

Deliver me from despair. 

Touch with Your flame the lightless lamp of my sorrow.

Waken my tired strength from its sleep.

Do not let me linger behind, counting my losses.

Let the road sing to me of the house at every step.

For the night is dark, and Your pilgrim is blinded. 

Hold my hand. 

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

Face To Face?

Day after day, O Ruler of my life, shall I stand before You face to face?
With folded hands, O Ruler of all worlds, shall I stand before You face to face?

Under Your great sky, in solitude and silence with humble heart, shall I stand before You face to face?

In this laborious world of Yours, tumultuous with toil and with struggle, among hurrying crowds, shall I stand before You face to face?

And when my work shall be done in this world, O Ruler of rulers, alone and speechless,
shall I stand before You face to face?

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

My Greetings

Comrade of the road, here are my traveler's greetings to You.

God of my broken heart, of leave-taking and loss, of the gray silence of the day fall, my greetings of the ruined house to You.

Light of the newborn morning, sun of the everlasting day, my greetings of undying hope to You.

My Guide, I am a wayfarer on an endless road, my greetings of a wanderer to You.

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

Accept Me

Accept me, dear God, accept me for this while.
Let those orphaned days that passed without You be forgotten.
Only spread this little moment wide across Your lap, holding it under Your light.
I have wandered in pursuit of voices that drew me, yet led me nowhere.
Now let me sit in peace and listen to Your words in the soul of my silence.
Do not turn away Your face from my heart's dark secrets, but burn them till they are alight with Your fire.

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.

Shvetashvatara Upanishad 6.7-6.13

Let Us Know

Let us know that highest great lord of lords, the highest deity of deities, the master of masters,

his high power is revealed as manifold, as inherent, acting as force and knowledge.

There is no master of his in the world, no ruler of his, not even a sign of him,

He is the cause, the lord of the lords of the organs, and there is of him neither parent nor lord.

He is the one God, hidden in all beings, all-pervading, the self within all beings,

watching over all works, dwelling in all beings, the witness, the perceiver, the only one, free from qualities.

The wise who perceive Him dwelling within their self,

to them belongs eternal happiness and serenity, not to others,

He who knows this God as primal cause,

through Sāṁkhya (reflection) and Yoga (self-discipline),

achieves Mukti (freedom).

~ Shvetashvatara Upanishad 6.7-6.13 Translated by Paul Deussen

Shvetashvatara Upanishad 2.10

In A Clean Level Spot

In a clean level spot,

free from pebbles, fire and gravel,

Delightful by its sounds,

its water and bowers,

Favourable to thought,

not offensive to the eye,

In a hidden retreat protected from the wind,

One should practice Yoga.

~ Shvetashvatara Upanishad 2.10 Translated by Paul Deussen