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ਜਪੁ | Jup
ਸੋ ਦਰੁ | So Dar
ਸੋਹਿਲਾ | Sohilaa
ਰਾਗੁ ਸਿਰੀਰਾਗੁ | Raag Siree-Raag
Gurbani (14-53)
Ashtpadiyan (53-71)
Gurbani (71-74)
Pahre (74-78)
Chhant (78-81)
Vanjara (81-82)
Vaar Siri Raag (83-91)
Bhagat Bani (91-93)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਾਝ | Raag Maajh
Gurbani (94-109)
Ashtpadi (109)
Ashtpadiyan (110-129)
Ashtpadi (129-130)
Ashtpadiyan (130-133)
Bara Maha (133-136)
Din Raen (136-137)
Vaar Maajh Ki (137-150)
ਰਾਗੁ ਗਉੜੀ | Raag Gauree
Gurbani (151-185)
Quartets/Couplets (185-220)
Ashtpadiyan (220-234)
Karhalei (234-235)
Ashtpadiyan (235-242)
Chhant (242-249)
Baavan Akhari (250-262)
Sukhmani (262-296)
Thittee (296-300)
Gauree kii Vaar (300-323)
Gurbani (323-330)
Ashtpadiyan (330-340)
Baavan Akhari (340-343)
Thintteen (343-344)
Vaar Kabir (344-345)
Bhagat Bani (345-346)
ਰਾਗੁ ਆਸਾ | Raag Aasaa
Gurbani (347-348)
Chaupaday (348-364)
Panchpadde (364-365)
Kaafee (365-409)
Aasaavaree (409-411)
Ashtpadiyan (411-432)
Patee (432-435)
Chhant (435-462)
Vaar Aasaa (462-475)
Bhagat Bani (475-488)
ਰਾਗੁ ਗੂਜਰੀ | Raag Goojaree
Gurbani (489-503)
Ashtpadiyan (503-508)
Vaar Gujari (508-517)
Vaar Gujari (517-526)
ਰਾਗੁ ਦੇਵਗੰਧਾਰੀ | Raag Dayv-Gandhaaree
Gurbani (527-536)
ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਹਾਗੜਾ | Raag Bihaagraa
Gurbani (537-556)
Chhant (538-548)
Vaar Bihaagraa (548-556)
ਰਾਗੁ ਵਡਹੰਸ | Raag Wadhans
Gurbani (557-564)
Ashtpadiyan (564-565)
Chhant (565-575)
Ghoriaan (575-578)
Alaahaniiaa (578-582)
Vaar Wadhans (582-594)
ਰਾਗੁ ਸੋਰਠਿ | Raag Sorath
Gurbani (595-634)
Asatpadhiya (634-642)
Vaar Sorath (642-659)
ਰਾਗੁ ਧਨਾਸਰੀ | Raag Dhanasaree
Gurbani (660-685)
Astpadhiya (685-687)
Chhant (687-691)
Bhagat Bani (691-695)
ਰਾਗੁ ਜੈਤਸਰੀ | Raag Jaitsree
Gurbani (696-703)
Chhant (703-705)
Vaar Jaitsaree (705-710)
Bhagat Bani (710)
ਰਾਗੁ ਟੋਡੀ | Raag Todee
ਰਾਗੁ ਬੈਰਾੜੀ | Raag Bairaaree
ਰਾਗੁ ਤਿਲੰਗ | Raag Tilang
Gurbani (721-727)
Bhagat Bani (727)
ਰਾਗੁ ਸੂਹੀ | Raag Suhi
Gurbani (728-750)
Ashtpadiyan (750-761)
Kaafee (761-762)
Suchajee (762)
Gunvantee (763)
Chhant (763-785)
Vaar Soohee (785-792)
Bhagat Bani (792-794)
ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਲਾਵਲੁ | Raag Bilaaval
Gurbani (795-831)
Ashtpadiyan (831-838)
Thitteen (838-840)
Vaar Sat (841-843)
Chhant (843-848)
Vaar Bilaaval (849-855)
Bhagat Bani (855-858)
ਰਾਗੁ ਗੋਂਡ | Raag Gond
Gurbani (859-869)
Ashtpadiyan (869)
Bhagat Bani (870-875)
ਰਾਗੁ ਰਾਮਕਲੀ | Raag Ramkalee
Ashtpadiyan (902-916)
Gurbani (876-902)
Anand (917-922)
Sadd (923-924)
Chhant (924-929)
Dakhnee (929-938)
Sidh Gosat (938-946)
Vaar Ramkalee (947-968)
ਰਾਗੁ ਨਟ ਨਾਰਾਇਨ | Raag Nat Narayan
Gurbani (975-980)
Ashtpadiyan (980-983)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਾਲੀ ਗਉੜਾ | Raag Maalee Gauraa
Gurbani (984-988)
Bhagat Bani (988)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਾਰੂ | Raag Maaroo
Gurbani (889-1008)
Ashtpadiyan (1008-1014)
Kaafee (1014-1016)
Ashtpadiyan (1016-1019)
Anjulian (1019-1020)
Solhe (1020-1033)
Dakhni (1033-1043)
ਰਾਗੁ ਤੁਖਾਰੀ | Raag Tukhaari
Bara Maha (1107-1110)
Chhant (1110-1117)
ਰਾਗੁ ਕੇਦਾਰਾ | Raag Kedara
Gurbani (1118-1123)
Bhagat Bani (1123-1124)
ਰਾਗੁ ਭੈਰਉ | Raag Bhairo
Gurbani (1125-1152)
Partaal (1153)
Ashtpadiyan (1153-1167)
ਰਾਗੁ ਬਸੰਤੁ | Raag Basant
Gurbani (1168-1187)
Ashtpadiyan (1187-1193)
Vaar Basant (1193-1196)
ਰਾਗੁ ਸਾਰਗ | Raag Saarag
Gurbani (1197-1200)
Partaal (1200-1231)
Ashtpadiyan (1232-1236)
Chhant (1236-1237)
Vaar Saarang (1237-1253)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਲਾਰ | Raag Malaar
Gurbani (1254-1293)
Partaal (1265-1273)
Ashtpadiyan (1273-1278)
Chhant (1278)
Vaar Malaar (1278-91)
Bhagat Bani (1292-93)
ਰਾਗੁ ਕਾਨੜਾ | Raag Kaanraa
Gurbani (1294-96)
Partaal (1296-1318)
Ashtpadiyan (1308-1312)
Chhant (1312)
Vaar Kaanraa
Bhagat Bani (1318)
ਰਾਗੁ ਕਲਿਆਨ | Raag Kalyaan
Gurbani (1319-23)
Ashtpadiyan (1323-26)
ਰਾਗੁ ਪ੍ਰਭਾਤੀ | Raag Prabhaatee
Gurbani (1327-1341)
Ashtpadiyan (1342-51)
ਰਾਗੁ ਜੈਜਾਵੰਤੀ | Raag Jaijaiwanti
Gurbani (1352-53)
Salok | Gatha | Phunahe | Chaubole | Swayiye
Sehskritee Mahala 1
Sehskritee Mahala 5
Gaathaa Mahala 5
Phunhay Mahala 5
Chaubolae Mahala 5
Shaloks Bhagat Kabir
Shaloks Sheikh Farid
Swaiyyae Mahala 5
Swaiyyae in Praise of Gurus
Shaloks in Addition To Vaars
Shalok Ninth Mehl
Mundavanee Mehl 5
ਰਾਗ ਮਾਲਾ, Raag Maalaa
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<blockquote data-quote="Astroboy" data-source="post: 108039" data-attributes="member: 4990"><p>Narayanjot Kaur Ji,</p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span><span style="color: Black">Here's an article that caught my attention:-</span><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Every living being is full of faith, or he could not live.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Faith is in the atmosphere and we live by using it, just as a fish lives by using the water. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Faith springs eternal in every human breast, fed from the universal source. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">To talk of one’s little faith or one’s much faith is like talking of the earth's squareness.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Every soul lives by faith and plenty of it. But he lives by faith in what? There’s the rub.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Until we emerge from a sense of materiality—and no one has as yet got more than his nose </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">above these muddy waters— we live by faith in things seen, smelt, tasted, heard and felt. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">These are the only things we are familiar with; to them we pin our faith, and pride ourselves </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">upon our good sense, reason and lack of “superstition.”</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">“I can't believe in anything unless I can see it” is our self-satisfied cry; “you can't fool me with </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">your religious hocus-pocus, nor with your rabbit's foot and horseshoe and four-leaved clover; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">I can see no connection between a rabbit’s foot and your good luck, therefore I know no connection exists; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">I can see no big God on a great white throne, consequently I know none exists; show me your God; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">show me the string which connects the four-leaved clover to your good luck and I’ll put my faith in it.”</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">The material one reckons without his Unseen Host. By and by the Unseen begins to juggle with him. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">His beautiful plans, every step of which he could plainly see, are blown awry. He can’t see why! </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">The things in which he had such faith begin to totter and tumble about his ears. He can’t see why! </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Reluctantly he begins to see that there are mighty forces he can’t see. His whole beautiful material world </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">begins to dance to strings he can’t see!</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Ah, so there are things he can't see, hear, smell, taste or feel! They may be a fearful and chaotic jumble; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">they seem to be; but they are there, after all his certainty that he could see, smell, hear, taste </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">and feel The Whole Thing.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And he begins to reach out toward these unseen things. He peers and peers into the darkness and stillness. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And as he peers his faiths gradually loosen their hold upon the old visible things and begin to reach out </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">into the darkness and silence.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">He sends his faiths groping, groping, feeling their way through the Invisible, always seeking the strings to which </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">visible things have been dancing and tumbling.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">At first all is darkness; but by and by faith gets its tentacles around Something Unseen;—ah, </span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">there is Something which disposes what man proposes—an unseen, un-tasted, unheard, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">un-smelt, unfelt Something.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">A terrible Something it may be, but still a Something, all-powerful, all-present. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">He has sent his feelers into the Invisible and touched God, the soul, the life-principle, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">which makes and unmakes, gives and takes away all those little things to which he was wont to pin his faiths.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">The next thing is to find out the nature of this mighty Something whose home is in the Invisible. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">But how find out the nature of the Unseen? Not by touch, taste, smell, sight or hearing—not at first anyway. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">But by its fruits you may know a tree to be good or bad.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">By its fruits you may know the invisible powers to be beneficent or malefic. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And the material one is familiar with fruits, with things. He built such beautiful things himself, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">so he ought to be a judge of the fruits of labor. The fruits of his labor were all good, he knows they were. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">If only the great Unseen had not spoiled them all! Oh, the labors of the Unseen brought </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">his own good efforts to naught—the Unseen must be a terrible and evil power; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">its fruits are destruction of his own good buildings. He fears this Great Unseen Power to which </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">his faiths are beginning to pin themselves.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">But wait: Good is beginning to rise from the ashes of his ruins. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">This so terrible calamity is turning out a blessing! New and greater things are forming, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">to take the places of the lost fruits! And they are good.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Oh, this Great Unseen works in terrifying mystery but its fruits are good.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Now he is ready to “come unto God.” He begins to see the un-seeable things, and his faiths tendril them.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Those who would “come unto Him must believe that He is, and that </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.”</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Those who would understand and feel and use the invisible forces </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">must believe that they are, and that they reward those who diligently seek to understand and use them.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">The Unseen things move the visible world. The material one being pinned by his faiths to the things of the world </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">is moved as the world is moved. He is a mere puppet in the hands of the Unseen powers.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">As he looses the faiths which bound him to the world rack, and sends his faith tendrils into the Unseen, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">he becomes one with the powers which pull the world-strings.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">“Faith is the sub-stance (the underlying and creating principle) of things hoped for, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">the evidence of things not seen.”</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">The material one’s faith is pinned to things already seen; therefore, his creative principle is </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">poured into the thing already created.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Then Life juggles and tumbles things until the material one’s faiths are torn loose from their </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">material moorings, and go feeling out into the Unseen for new things to cling to. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">When the whole bunch of visible things has failed us; when houses, lands, money, friends, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">and even fathers and mothers and brothers and sisters have gone back on us, what is there left to pin </span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">our faiths to? And without something to have faith in how could we live at all?</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">We couldn’t live without faiths to steady us; witness the suicides and the deaths from broken hearts.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And if all visible things have failed us, if our faiths are broken loose from fathers, mothers, brothers, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">friends, houses and lands, where else can our faiths take hold again </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">except in the region of the Unseen?—the region where “the wind bloweth whither it listeth </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">and thou canst hear the sound thereof but canst not tell whence it cometh nor whither it goeth;” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">the region of substance, of creative power.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">It seems very terrible to have our faiths broken loose from fathers, mothers, brothers, friends, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">houses and lands; but it is good for us, as time always proves.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Broken loose from the <em>effects</em> of creative energy, our faiths reach out into the Unseen and tendril </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">the very energy itself. From a state of oneness with things we evolve a new being at </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">one with the creative power within things.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">What are the unseen things to which our torn faiths begin to attach themselves? </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Our faith itself is unseen, the sub-stance of things hoped for, the substantial evidence of things not yet seen.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">What do we hope for that we have not yet seen?</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">First of all we hope for peace—another of the substantial unseen things. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">We hope for love, the most substantial of unseen things. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Oh, if we had but peace and love we could count all else well lost! </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And behold, by unseen faith tendrils our bruised faiths attach themselves to the unseen substance of </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">peace and love.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Wisdom is an unseen substance—our unseen faiths attach themselves to </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">the unseen source of wisdom. Thought is unseen; our faiths, torn loose from things, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">begin to reach out into the unseen realm of thought. Ideals are unseen things. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Our faiths, torn loose from the already-realized, begin to tendril the unseen ideals, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">the race's ideals, the family ideals, and lastly our individual ideals.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Our unseen faiths become one with these unseen ideals; and through these </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">little faith tendrils we begin literally to draw the ideal down into our physical being </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">and out into the visible world.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Through our faith tendrils the ideal is literally ex-pressed, pressed out into visibility.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">When our faiths were attached to material things, the material things (being negative to us) sucked us dry. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Now our faith tendrils reach upward to the unseen ideal realm of real substance (to which we are negative) </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">and by the same law of dynamics it is we who draw the life; draw it from the unseen realm of real life substance.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Of ourselves we could do nothing—the things to which our faiths attached us sucked us dry of power, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">and the unseen powers finally tore us loose; but now that we are tendriled by our faiths to the </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Unseen, “the Father” in us and through us doeth the works of rightness that bring peace.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And behold, we are filled with the unseen power, and through our faith in the Unseen </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">we pass on the fruits of the spirit, which are “love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, </span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">meekness, faith, temperance.”</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">And being filled with the power of the Unseen we pass on the fruits of the spirit to fathers, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">mothers, brothers, friends, houses, lands; pass it on in every act of life and in every breath we take.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">We <em>breathe out</em> that which, through our faith-tendrils, the Great Unseen <em>breathes into us</em>.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Then, behold, that which is written comes to pass:</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>“Ye shall have an hundredfold more houses and lands and fathers </em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>and mothers and brothers in this present time.”</em> You shall have them to use at will.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">While you were <em>attached</em> by your faiths to things <em>they</em> used you; now you use them.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Pin your faiths to the Unseen things and let patience have her perfect work. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">So shall you realize your heart’s full desire. Let things rock as they will; </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">let facts be stubborn and conditions hard if need be. Never mind them. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">To mind them is to pin your faiths to them.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>Mind the Unseen things</em>. Pin your faiths to your ideals.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Flout facts and hard conditions! Believe in the Unseen.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Train your faiths upward.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">“Whatsoever ye desire believe that ye receive,” and you shall surely have it.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">If it is a mushroom expect it in a night. If you desire a great oak give it time to grow. </span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">In due time, perhaps in an hour when you least expect it, it will surely appear.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">The one thing needful is to pin your little faiths to the Unseen Source of all things.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed">Believe in the great unseen part of yourself and the universal.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"><a href="http://www.yourlifepower.com/life-power-substance-of-things.html" target="_blank">http://www.yourlifepower.com/life-power-substance-of-things.html</a></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: DarkRed"></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Astroboy, post: 108039, member: 4990"] Narayanjot Kaur Ji, [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed] [/COLOR][/SIZE][COLOR=Black]Here's an article that caught my attention:-[/COLOR][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed] Every living being is full of faith, or he could not live.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Faith is in the atmosphere and we live by using it, just as a fish lives by using the water. Faith springs eternal in every human breast, fed from the universal source. To talk of one’s little faith or one’s much faith is like talking of the earth's squareness.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Every soul lives by faith and plenty of it. But he lives by faith in what? There’s the rub.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Until we emerge from a sense of materiality—and no one has as yet got more than his nose above these muddy waters— we live by faith in things seen, smelt, tasted, heard and felt. These are the only things we are familiar with; to them we pin our faith, and pride ourselves upon our good sense, reason and lack of “superstition.”[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]“I can't believe in anything unless I can see it” is our self-satisfied cry; “you can't fool me with your religious hocus-pocus, nor with your rabbit's foot and horseshoe and four-leaved clover; I can see no connection between a rabbit’s foot and your good luck, therefore I know no connection exists; I can see no big God on a great white throne, consequently I know none exists; show me your God; show me the string which connects the four-leaved clover to your good luck and I’ll put my faith in it.”[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The material one reckons without his Unseen Host. By and by the Unseen begins to juggle with him. His beautiful plans, every step of which he could plainly see, are blown awry. He can’t see why! The things in which he had such faith begin to totter and tumble about his ears. He can’t see why! Reluctantly he begins to see that there are mighty forces he can’t see. His whole beautiful material world begins to dance to strings he can’t see![/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Ah, so there are things he can't see, hear, smell, taste or feel! They may be a fearful and chaotic jumble; they seem to be; but they are there, after all his certainty that he could see, smell, hear, taste and feel The Whole Thing.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]And he begins to reach out toward these unseen things. He peers and peers into the darkness and stillness. And as he peers his faiths gradually loosen their hold upon the old visible things and begin to reach out into the darkness and silence.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]He sends his faiths groping, groping, feeling their way through the Invisible, always seeking the strings to which visible things have been dancing and tumbling.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]At first all is darkness; but by and by faith gets its tentacles around Something Unseen;—ah, there is Something which disposes what man proposes—an unseen, un-tasted, unheard, un-smelt, unfelt Something.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]A terrible Something it may be, but still a Something, all-powerful, all-present. He has sent his feelers into the Invisible and touched God, the soul, the life-principle, which makes and unmakes, gives and takes away all those little things to which he was wont to pin his faiths.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The next thing is to find out the nature of this mighty Something whose home is in the Invisible. But how find out the nature of the Unseen? Not by touch, taste, smell, sight or hearing—not at first anyway. But by its fruits you may know a tree to be good or bad.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]By its fruits you may know the invisible powers to be beneficent or malefic. And the material one is familiar with fruits, with things. He built such beautiful things himself, so he ought to be a judge of the fruits of labor. The fruits of his labor were all good, he knows they were. If only the great Unseen had not spoiled them all! Oh, the labors of the Unseen brought his own good efforts to naught—the Unseen must be a terrible and evil power; its fruits are destruction of his own good buildings. He fears this Great Unseen Power to which his faiths are beginning to pin themselves.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]But wait: Good is beginning to rise from the ashes of his ruins. This so terrible calamity is turning out a blessing! New and greater things are forming, to take the places of the lost fruits! And they are good.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Oh, this Great Unseen works in terrifying mystery but its fruits are good.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Now he is ready to “come unto God.” He begins to see the un-seeable things, and his faiths tendril them.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Those who would “come unto Him must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.”[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Those who would understand and feel and use the invisible forces must believe that they are, and that they reward those who diligently seek to understand and use them.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The Unseen things move the visible world. The material one being pinned by his faiths to the things of the world is moved as the world is moved. He is a mere puppet in the hands of the Unseen powers.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]As he looses the faiths which bound him to the world rack, and sends his faith tendrils into the Unseen, he becomes one with the powers which pull the world-strings.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]“Faith is the sub-stance (the underlying and creating principle) of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The material one’s faith is pinned to things already seen; therefore, his creative principle is poured into the thing already created.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Then Life juggles and tumbles things until the material one’s faiths are torn loose from their material moorings, and go feeling out into the Unseen for new things to cling to. When the whole bunch of visible things has failed us; when houses, lands, money, friends, and even fathers and mothers and brothers and sisters have gone back on us, what is there left to pin our faiths to? And without something to have faith in how could we live at all?[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]We couldn’t live without faiths to steady us; witness the suicides and the deaths from broken hearts.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]And if all visible things have failed us, if our faiths are broken loose from fathers, mothers, brothers, friends, houses and lands, where else can our faiths take hold again except in the region of the Unseen?—the region where “the wind bloweth whither it listeth and thou canst hear the sound thereof but canst not tell whence it cometh nor whither it goeth;” the region of substance, of creative power.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]It seems very terrible to have our faiths broken loose from fathers, mothers, brothers, friends, houses and lands; but it is good for us, as time always proves.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Broken loose from the [I]effects[/I] of creative energy, our faiths reach out into the Unseen and tendril the very energy itself. From a state of oneness with things we evolve a new being at one with the creative power within things.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]What are the unseen things to which our torn faiths begin to attach themselves? Our faith itself is unseen, the sub-stance of things hoped for, the substantial evidence of things not yet seen.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]What do we hope for that we have not yet seen?[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]First of all we hope for peace—another of the substantial unseen things. We hope for love, the most substantial of unseen things. Oh, if we had but peace and love we could count all else well lost! And behold, by unseen faith tendrils our bruised faiths attach themselves to the unseen substance of peace and love.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Wisdom is an unseen substance—our unseen faiths attach themselves to the unseen source of wisdom. Thought is unseen; our faiths, torn loose from things, begin to reach out into the unseen realm of thought. Ideals are unseen things. Our faiths, torn loose from the already-realized, begin to tendril the unseen ideals, the race's ideals, the family ideals, and lastly our individual ideals.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Our unseen faiths become one with these unseen ideals; and through these little faith tendrils we begin literally to draw the ideal down into our physical being and out into the visible world.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Through our faith tendrils the ideal is literally ex-pressed, pressed out into visibility.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]When our faiths were attached to material things, the material things (being negative to us) sucked us dry. Now our faith tendrils reach upward to the unseen ideal realm of real substance (to which we are negative) and by the same law of dynamics it is we who draw the life; draw it from the unseen realm of real life substance.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Of ourselves we could do nothing—the things to which our faiths attached us sucked us dry of power, and the unseen powers finally tore us loose; but now that we are tendriled by our faiths to the Unseen, “the Father” in us and through us doeth the works of rightness that bring peace.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]And behold, we are filled with the unseen power, and through our faith in the Unseen we pass on the fruits of the spirit, which are “love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, meekness, faith, temperance.”[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]And being filled with the power of the Unseen we pass on the fruits of the spirit to fathers, mothers, brothers, friends, houses, lands; pass it on in every act of life and in every breath we take.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]We [I]breathe out[/I] that which, through our faith-tendrils, the Great Unseen [I]breathes into us[/I].[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Then, behold, that which is written comes to pass: [I]“Ye shall have an hundredfold more houses and lands and fathers and mothers and brothers in this present time.”[/I] You shall have them to use at will.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]While you were [I]attached[/I] by your faiths to things [I]they[/I] used you; now you use them.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Pin your faiths to the Unseen things and let patience have her perfect work. So shall you realize your heart’s full desire. Let things rock as they will; let facts be stubborn and conditions hard if need be. Never mind them. To mind them is to pin your faiths to them.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed][I]Mind the Unseen things[/I]. Pin your faiths to your ideals.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Flout facts and hard conditions! Believe in the Unseen.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Train your faiths upward.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]“Whatsoever ye desire believe that ye receive,” and you shall surely have it.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]If it is a mushroom expect it in a night. If you desire a great oak give it time to grow. In due time, perhaps in an hour when you least expect it, it will surely appear.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The one thing needful is to pin your little faiths to the Unseen Source of all things.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Believe in the great unseen part of yourself and the universal. [URL]http://www.yourlifepower.com/life-power-substance-of-things.html[/URL] [/COLOR][/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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