Indian, Gorakh, Death is Divine Chapter 10: Music, the easiest method of meditation, Question 5

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Question 5

I AM DISCONTENTED WITH EVERYTHING. WHAT CAN I GET SO I CAN ATTAIN CONTENTMENT?

As long as you think in terms of the language of getting you will not find contentment. Discontent arises from the very language of getting. As long as you say, what can I get, you will remain discontented. Contentment is in celebrating the festival of what is. Discontentment is in the desire, in the thirst to get what is not. And there is much that you do not have. If you go off to get it you will continue going, continue going, you will never be able to get it all. You will never become contented. Your life's story will continue in discontented anguish.

No, what is, is not lacking. You have received life. Have you given thanks to god for this life? And if you had to go buy this life then what price might you be ready to pay! He gave these eyes, he gave these burning lamps. With these eyes you see such beauty in the universe. You see the morning sun, you see starry nights. Have you ever thanked god for giving you such wonderful eyes, such magic: eyes! But you have not given thanks.

You have heard much music with your ears. Have you ever bowed -- in gratefulness? He gave this sensitive heart. Have you ever let fall two tears on his feet for this -- of prayer, of worship?

The meaning of contentment is: what is, is more than what I deserve, is more than my worthiness. I am neither deserving, nor worthy and god has gone on showering -- the name of such an experience is contentment. And one who has contentment will receive more.

There is a very lovely statement of Jesus which again and again I remember -- and it is rare, incomparable and far beyond logic. Jesus says, "To one who has more, more will be given unto him. And one who has not, even that which he has will be taken from him." A very paradoxical statement, an inversion. Is this something to say? Is this any kind of justice where those who have will be given more and those that do not have will have more things taken away from them? This seems to be very unjust. But no, it is not unjust. This is the highest law of life, because the capacity to receive more increases in one who has. He opens more doors. He becomes thirstier. He becomes more eager, he becomes more enquiring. And one who has not becomes more shrivelled up. He becomes so shrivelled that even what is inside him, starts getting restless to get out.

If you have contentment you will receive more and more gifts. Every day you will receive gifts. And if you do not have contentment, only discontent and complaint and crying and a continuous tale of woe you will shrivel up. You will become contracted. What is within you will also be lost.

You ask, I AM DISCONTENTED WITH EVERYTHING.

It is natural. Everyone is. Such is man. Such is the mind of man -- discontented with everything.

Now understand this. It means that you have been discontented for many years, but what have you gained? Discontent has gone on growing. You will remain discontented in the future too. Death will come one day and you will have lived discontented and you will die discontented. Now learn a different art, the name of that art is contentment, or sannyas. These two are synonyms.

Sannyas means contentment. What is: this much is plenty. Why is it so much? It seems surprising. Why have I received so much? I have not earned it. I am not worthy, not deserving. Thou hast given, it is thy gift! I am thankful. I am grateful.

Dance, tie ankle bells to your feet, let the hand beats sound the drums. Dance! Dance in ecstasy! And then you will find that every day more and more gifts start coming. The deeper your thankfulness becomes, the more god's kindness will start showering on you. If there is a drizzle now then a torrential downpour of bliss will come.

This spread of earth, this covering of blue sky,

What more do you want? O reclusive heart!

The sun overhead like a golden umbrella,

The moon dressed in a garland of silver,

The dawn holds an urn, welcoming shining,

The dusk slowly ornamented by stars,

The jewelry of sun and moon, a necklace of stars

What more do you want? O great-fortuned heart!

Sweet spring humming with cuckoo song,

Summer afternoon making rendezvous',

In the rains a papiha chanting pia, pia,

Winter moonlight showering sweet love.

The swinging of the seasons, the to-and-fro of time,

What more do you want? O affectionate heart!

New shoots waving a silken handkerchief,

Blossoms filling life with joy,

Flowers shower color, delicate fragrance flies,

A saffron breeze makes ripples on the heart.

The flowering of spring perfuming the horizons,

What more do you want? O sweet passioned heart!

A bird with many colored wings,

Whispers in the ears secretive nothings,

Scents arising from the bowl-like pond flower,

The leaves of the jalkumbhi shake and shake,

A bird's flying, a jalkumbhi's shaking,

What more do you want? O rebellious heart!

This spread of earth, this blue sky covering,

What more do you want? O reclusive heart!

You are greatly fortunate! What more do you want?

The jewelry of sun and moon, a necklace of stars

What more do you want? O great-fortuned heart!

You have received so much, but because of the ego it is not seen. Let the ego go now.

You ask what you should do: Let the ego die.

DIE, O YOGI, DIE! DIE, SWEET IS DYING.

DIE THAT DEATH GORAKH DIED AND SAW.

THE END

Gorakh

DEATH IS DIVINE

Chapter-10

Music, the easiest method of meditation