I used to be a diver of the ocean

“Main marjiva sumund ka dubki mari ek,

Muuthi layaa prem kii jaa mein vastu anek”.

To simplify:

I used to be a diver of the ocean, who searched for pearls.

When I dived deep into the ocean of Parmarth, I came up with a fist full of love in the form of Sat Guru’s grace which provided me with immense spiritual wealth.

One has to die a living death. Hope and care for living has to be

given up then something can be achieved. In the ocean of worldly

bondage a boat can move, the self can cross it and become free

only when there is no desire left. If the weight of desire increases

the boat will sink.

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The sound of the bell is considered as special. Whoever can listen

to it must concentrate on it. If the mind focuses on it, one is able

to reach the center. If the soul can latch on to ‘shabd’ then one

remembers it even when asleep. If it happens that one attains to the state of Videha, then, even on lying down to sleep, one hears

‘the sound’ and the mind focuses on it. One is if body-less:-