How To Love God

by Meher Baba

To love God in the most practical way is to love our fellow beings.

 If we feel for others in the same way as we feel for our own dear ones, we love God.

If, instead of seeing faults in others, we look within ourselves, we are loving God.

If, instead of robbing others to help ourselves, we rob ourselves to help others,
we are loving God.

If we suffer in the sufferings of others and feel happy in the happiness of others,
we are loving God.

If, instead of worrying over our own misfortunes, 

we think ourselves more fortunate than many many others, we are loving God.

If we endure our lot with patience and contentment, accepting it as His Will,
we are loving God.

If we understand and feel that the greatest act of devotion and worship to God 

is not to hurt or harm any of His beings, we are loving God.

To love God as He ought to be loved, we must live for God and die for God, 

knowing that the goal of life is to Love God, and find Him as our own self.

Heart Prayer 2

Precious heart

Flowering inside me..

Open to the light

Let in your Master

Surrender to the calling.

Inside the inner chamber

I find the burning flame of Divine Love

Help me , God, guard this treasure

And keep it aflame into eternity.

So that I can share and serve.

With gratitude and humility.

Heart Prayer 1

Dear Sacred Heart….

Reclaim my soul,

Expand my wings,

Infuse me with holiness

Help me project God’s grace.

Release me from blocks to the light

I surrender to you.

With deep desire and longing

I invite the spirit of Love.

I invite the emergence of myself.

Green without Limit

The garden of Love
is green without limit
and yields many
fruits other than sorrow
and joy.

Love is beyond either
condition:
without spring,
without autumn,
it is always fresh.


Rumi

Desire of My Heart

I know there is a place within the soul that is full of light, constantly replenished by the love

of the Eternal One. I have visited there before, sometimes the journey is long and sometimes I am transported there on the wings of angles, not knowing how I got there but always grateful. I know that the path there has many ruins and dark unexplored caves of the past, obstacles created by the human mind. Yet I am determined to clear the passage so that the journey home is never obstructed and clearly passable. That is the process of all who seek to be free. On my return, just like the journeys taken by seekers of this light before me, I hope to be a guide to others. I hope my heart will emit and transmit all that I have learned and become into an energy of love and compassion. This is the only hope and desire of my heart - to love, to serve and to be free.

Like a Flower

Like a flower opening slowly
to the warmth of the sun,
I am opening my heart to you.
The love that is now alive in you
is releasing the shields of the past in me.
We are guided by an invisible hand
towards each other,

towards the bonds of love.
Finding our way back
to the sacred path of lovers
connected and united by
this flow of light
from one heart to another
from two hearts to the All.

A Day of Remembering

By Rumi

You mustn't be afraid of death
you're a deathless soul
you can't be kept in a dark grave
you're filled with God's glow

be happy with your beloved
you can't find any better
the world will shimmer
because of the diamond you hold

when your heart is immersed
in this blissful love
you can easily endure
any bitter face around

in the absence of malice
there is nothing but
happiness and good times
don't dwell in sorrow my friend

Remember me.
I will be with you in the grave
on the night you leave behind
your shop and your family.
When you hear my soft voice
echoing in your tomb,
you will realize
that you were never hidden from my eyes.
I am the pure awareness within your heart,
with you during joy and celebration,
suffering and despair.
On that strange and fateful night
you will hear a familiar voice --
you'll be rescued from the fangs of snakes
and the searing sting of scorpions.
The euphoria of love will sweep over your grave;
it will bring wine and friends, candles and food.
When the light of realization dawns,
shouting and upheaval
will rise up from the graves!
The dust of ages will be stirred
by the cities of ecstasy,
by the banging of drums,
by the clamor of revolt!
Dead bodies will tear off their shrouds
and stuff their ears in fright--
What use are the senses and the ears
before the blast of that Trumpet?
Look and you will see my form
whether you are looking at yourself
or toward that noise and confusion.
Don't be blurry-eyed,
See me clearly-
See my beauty without the old eyes of delusion.
Beware! Beware!
Don't mistake me for this human form.
The soul is not obscured by forms.
Even if it were wrapped in a hundred folds of felt
the rays of the soul's light
would still shine through.
Beat the drum,
Follow the minstrels of the city.
It's a day of renewal
when every young man
walks boldly on the path of love.
Had everyone sought God
Instead of crumbs and copper coins
T'hey would not be sitting on the edge of the moat
in darkness and regret.
What kind of gossip-house
have you opened in our city?
Close your lips
and shine on the world
like loving sunlight.
Shine like the Sun of Tabriz rising in the East.
Shine like the star of victory.
Shine like the whole universe is yours!

Meher Baba

If anything ever touches My universal heart it is love. I have crossed the limited earthly oceans to bring to you all the limitless and shoreless Divine Ocean of Love.

Those who do not dare to love Me seek safety on the shores. You who have been loving Me are swimming in this Divine Ocean.

Love Me more and more till you get drowned in Me. Dive deep and you will gain the priceless pearl of Infinite Oneness.

— Meher Baba

My Beloved by Rabia

My peace, O my brothers and sisters, is my solitude, And my Beloved is with me always, For His love I can find no substitute, And His love is the test for me among mortal beings, Whenever His Beauty I may contemplate, He is my "mihrab", towards Him is my "qiblah" If I die of love, before completing satisfaction, Alas, for my anxiety in the world, alas for my distress, O Healer (of souls) the heart feeds upon its desire, The striving after union with Thee has healed my soul, O my Joy and my Life abidingly, You were the source of my life and from Thee also came my ecstasy. I have separated myself from all created beings, My hope is for union with Thee, for that is the goal of my desire .

Shakespeare on Love

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

	Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

	Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

	That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

	Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

	But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

	I never writ, nor no man ever loved.