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LITTE SUM Hses. Mortality finds its way in the awareness of immortality.
Then a mortal being suffers no more from the pangs and sorrows which death seems to shower upon
him. Death has for ages been a constant source of misery, but at death man learns to become one with
the infinite and the eternal. When one learns to appreciate fully the profundity of nature in its simplicity,
then thoughts flow spontaneously in response to the appeals of his delicate senses when they come in
contact with nature. This soul-vibrating experience, in its full harmony with the perfect orchestra of
melodies and echos, reflects from the sound of the ripples of the Ganges, the gushing of the winds, the
rustling of leaves, and the roar of thundering clouds. The light of the self is revealed and all the obstacles
are removed. He ascends the top of the mountain, where he perceives the vast horizon. In the depth of
silence is hidden the source of love. The eye of faith alone can unveil and see the illumination of that
love. This music resounds in my ears and has become the song of my life. This discovery of the sages
binds the whole of humanity in the harmony of the cosmos. Sages are the sources from which mankind
receives knowledge and wisdom to behold the light, truth, and beauty which show the path of freedom
and happiness to all. They make humanity aware of the mere shadows and vain illusions of this world.
With their eyes the unity of the entire universe is best seen. “The truth is hidden by a golden disc. O Lord!
Help us in unveiling so that we can see the truth.” The gospel of love as taught by the Himalayan sages
makes the whole universe aware of the fountainhead of light, life, and beauty. At a young age I sat at the
foot of Mount Kailas and drank the glacial waters of Lake Manasarowar. Often I cooked the vegetables
and roots grown by Mother Nature at Gangotri and Kedarnath. Living in the Himalayan caves was very
pleasant, and when I was there I was in the habit of roaming through the mountains during the day, taking
notes in a haphazard manner, and returning to my cave before darkness would fall. My diary is filled with
descriptions of my experiences with the sages, yogis, and other spiritual leaders of the Himalayas.
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