Thoughts are like The Wind
(Ana Bianca’s photo in Ireland @ Sahaja Yoga Realization Tour 2017 – this photo has an amazing tale of how spontaneity is divinely inspired when one Listens to the Little Voice that leads to a path of beauty and true connection to Mother Earth)
“Let us think for a moment.And we can see that thought is limited: How big is the Universe? Who has created it? How small are atoms? And who has the answer? How can we understand Him who is managing us all? Can a drop understand the Ocean?Our consciousness is a bottomless sea. When the thoughts cease is the beginning of the answers.Our thoughts are like the wind which causes ripples on the surface of the sea.Only when the thoughts dry up can we, in Silence, recognize our own depth, just as the Sea exposes its real depth when the wind subsides. “ (Words of Wisdom from Shri Mataji)
Listening to the Small Voice (author unknown)
“A Native American and his friend were in downtown New York City, walking near Times Square in Manhattan. It was during the noon lunch hour and the streets were filled with people. Cars were honking their horns, taxicabs were squealing around corners, sirens were wailing, and the sounds of the city were almost deafening. Suddenly, the Native American said, “I hear a cricket.”
His friend said, “What? You must be crazy. You couldn’t possibly hear a cricket in all of this noise!”
“No, I’m sure of it,” the Native American said, “I heard a cricket.”
“That’s crazy,” said the friend. The Native American listened carefully for a moment, and then walked across the street to a big cement planter where some shrubs were growing. He looked into the bushes, beneath the branches, and sure enough, he located a small cricket. His friend was utterly amazed.
“That’s incredible,” said his friend. “You must have superhuman ears!”
“No,” said the Native American. “My ears are no different from
yours. It all depends on what you’re listening for.”
“But that can’t be!” said the friend. “I could never hear a cricket
in this noise.”
“Yes, it’s true,” came the reply. “It depends on what is really
important to you. Here, let me show you.” He reached into his
pocket, pulled out a few coins, and discreetly dropped them on the sidewalk.
And then, even with the noise of the crowded street still blaring in their ears, they noticed every head within twenty feet turn and look to see if the money that tinkled on the pavement was theirs.
“See what I mean?” asked the Native American. “It all depends on what’s important to you.”
What’s important to you? What do you listen for? If you are in tune with the Great Spirit, you will be able to hear when He speaks.”
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** all photos above (but the 1st one) are captured in the Halton region by sahaja yogis that love deeply this enlightened and vibrated land