Then I explained to him that I loved running miles against the wind – one feels so alive – going for long walks without any umbrella, particularly when it is raining. Even when it is a hot day and the sun is throwing fire, it has its own beauty – to perspire and then to have a jump in the lake. The water feels so cool, just the contrast.
One who understands life will not be left behind.
In fact, what Almustafa is saying is very moderate – to keep pace with life. I teach my sannyasins to dance ahead of life. Why wait for life to move? Let life try to keep pace with you, and that will bring great joy and bliss to you which millions of people on the earth remain absolutely unaware of.
…and to step out of life’s procession that marches in majesty and proud submission toward the infinite.
Life is continuously moving toward the eternal, the infinite, the ultimate. If you lose contact, you start feeling like just a living corpse. You cannot have laughter and you cannot have tears of joy. You have died before death; you may live fifty years more but that is posthumous life. You are no longer part of the beautiful caravan of life moving always into the unknown.
It is an adventure, a moment-to-moment challenge.
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.
It is not a question of any particular work – any work that you love. You need not be the president of a country to be happy. Perhaps just making shoes, but making them with such intensity and totality that you are completely lost in the act, and you are far more blessed than any president can be.
The moment you are lost in work, you become almost like a flute on the lips of existence itself. Your every gesture turns into grace, and your every moment brings celestial music to the earth. You become a vehicle.
Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
It is almost inconceivable how vast the universe is. And the latest discoveries of physics are that it is not a static universe, such that there is a boundary to it. It is continually expanding, becoming bigger and bigger. With the speed of light, all the stars are running farther away from the center.