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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="Harry Haller" data-source="post: 149428" data-attributes="member: 14641"><p>Everytime I come back here, I find an abundance of words of wisdom ,I am clearly gifted to be in the presence of such higher thinking from a cross section of ages and cultures, I have yet to read a posting and not agree with it in some way shape or fashion, in fact, I have yet to read a posting without having picked up another nugget of information, or have it shine a light on a path that was previously hidden, christians, buddhists,sikhs, all of us working together to shed some light on the question, quite beautiful. </p><p></p><p>I got home last night after reading a few posts, I was in some pain as my bypass scar has a tendency to swell right up with blood, after my wife had fished out an instrument of torture from her special bag and put on a fresh dressing, exhausted by the day and still in pain, I found I could not sleep. Although bliss itself was a brilliant concept, I have to admit that for the last 15 years I have been more dead than alive, like a leaf being blown about by the wind, I have no direction of my own, life blows me around and I deal with it, without any desire for any particular thing, other than the things of old, the things that I can put my hand on and say, oh yeah, that makes me happy, and they are mostly base. My mother rang me last night, I know she reads my postings, why do you keep mentioning lust and sex, she said, people will think your obsessed with lust, oh well if the cap fits... </p><p></p><p>Here I am contemplating the lack of bliss on my life, and I cannot even see anything in my dogs eyes other than, he is a thing that I have to feed and walk. That is to be truly dead, when everything is base, these feelings go up and down, with the up being toleration. How pathetic is that, the entire range of my feelings bounce between toleration and resentment. Soon everyone was asleep, but not me, the word kept going round in my head, consonance, consonance, I sat up in the moonlight my wife was asleep, a mass of red hair, she had always had very short red hair, but is determined to grow it out of respect for my mother, and it is now quite long. She was cuddled into Dan, who in turn was looking at me. I looked back at him, and we stared at each other, why dont you love me, his eyes seemed to say, I do love, I thought, no you dont, you just pretend to make mum happy, so she does not realise how soulless you actually are, what about the bliss Dan?, Dad, he said with his eyes, the bliss is here, Mum is here, Alfie is here, look at us, do you not see bliss?, No I thought, I do not, then my dear father, if you cannot see what is in front of you, and it is here for sure, then you need glasses, and with that Dan closed his eyes, and fell asleep. </p><p></p><p>Glasses enable you to see more clearly, a friend of mine had glasses recently, wow, he said, I could not believe what I have been missing, I can see things now,the world isnt a blurry image, glasses eh, I fell into a restless sleep, dreaming of the base, and then the pure, and then the base again, I eventually woke up exhausted at 4am, amrit vela, as I always do. Dan was awake, looking at me. Figured it out yet dad, his eyes said, yes, I said, the glasses are god given, accept his hukam, and watch how the world changes around you, marvel at what you can see that you could not see before, look at me dad, do i look different?, yes my love you do, and how do I look different?, I can see god in you , I thought, clearly, I looked at my wife, she opened her eyes after a while, and I could see god in her too, not the base, but purity, Alfie bounded over, can you see god in me too Dad, his eyes said, Yes, Alfie, yes, I can, at this point Virgil came upstairs, he can sense when everyone is awake, and desperately wants to be part of it, Dan bounced off the bed, and kissed him, he does that sometimes, Virgil looked at me, and I looked at Virgil, he really is a beautiful cat, his markings and his eyes, how could that not be god given, Virgil turned around so his tail was facing Dan, whose eyebrows shot up and then proceeded to bark and chase Virgil back down the stairs, and that my dear friends is consonance, and I am done with fighting it!</p><p></p><p>I would not say I am in bliss, but I have a feeling of safety and warmth and love, of course there are times when I will be base again, but just because a car can do 150MPH does not mean you have to drive it at 150MPH everytime you drive it, on the whole it can be driven carefully, with care and respect, but when driving conditions allow, you could have a little fun, just to remind yourself of the power and ability within it. </p><p></p><p>I listen to a lot of music, and read a lot of books, music moves me, as do good books, to that end, not wanting to listen to shabads, or read huge chunks of the Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji, is absolutely related to a desire to understand what I am listening to or reading, and that is what makes it beautiful, the understanding, cherishing the words, as I do when I listen to music now, the colour of spring, by talk talk, is an album that always makes me cry with feeling, it is not because I reject shabads, its because the words speak to my heart, I am determined to teach myself punjabi, it is the only real way to unlock the meaning behind those shabads.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Harry Haller, post: 149428, member: 14641"] Everytime I come back here, I find an abundance of words of wisdom ,I am clearly gifted to be in the presence of such higher thinking from a cross section of ages and cultures, I have yet to read a posting and not agree with it in some way shape or fashion, in fact, I have yet to read a posting without having picked up another nugget of information, or have it shine a light on a path that was previously hidden, christians, buddhists,sikhs, all of us working together to shed some light on the question, quite beautiful. I got home last night after reading a few posts, I was in some pain as my bypass scar has a tendency to swell right up with blood, after my wife had fished out an instrument of torture from her special bag and put on a fresh dressing, exhausted by the day and still in pain, I found I could not sleep. Although bliss itself was a brilliant concept, I have to admit that for the last 15 years I have been more dead than alive, like a leaf being blown about by the wind, I have no direction of my own, life blows me around and I deal with it, without any desire for any particular thing, other than the things of old, the things that I can put my hand on and say, oh yeah, that makes me happy, and they are mostly base. My mother rang me last night, I know she reads my postings, why do you keep mentioning lust and sex, she said, people will think your obsessed with lust, oh well if the cap fits... Here I am contemplating the lack of bliss on my life, and I cannot even see anything in my dogs eyes other than, he is a thing that I have to feed and walk. That is to be truly dead, when everything is base, these feelings go up and down, with the up being toleration. How pathetic is that, the entire range of my feelings bounce between toleration and resentment. Soon everyone was asleep, but not me, the word kept going round in my head, consonance, consonance, I sat up in the moonlight my wife was asleep, a mass of red hair, she had always had very short red hair, but is determined to grow it out of respect for my mother, and it is now quite long. She was cuddled into Dan, who in turn was looking at me. I looked back at him, and we stared at each other, why dont you love me, his eyes seemed to say, I do love, I thought, no you dont, you just pretend to make mum happy, so she does not realise how soulless you actually are, what about the bliss Dan?, Dad, he said with his eyes, the bliss is here, Mum is here, Alfie is here, look at us, do you not see bliss?, No I thought, I do not, then my dear father, if you cannot see what is in front of you, and it is here for sure, then you need glasses, and with that Dan closed his eyes, and fell asleep. Glasses enable you to see more clearly, a friend of mine had glasses recently, wow, he said, I could not believe what I have been missing, I can see things now,the world isnt a blurry image, glasses eh, I fell into a restless sleep, dreaming of the base, and then the pure, and then the base again, I eventually woke up exhausted at 4am, amrit vela, as I always do. Dan was awake, looking at me. Figured it out yet dad, his eyes said, yes, I said, the glasses are god given, accept his hukam, and watch how the world changes around you, marvel at what you can see that you could not see before, look at me dad, do i look different?, yes my love you do, and how do I look different?, I can see god in you , I thought, clearly, I looked at my wife, she opened her eyes after a while, and I could see god in her too, not the base, but purity, Alfie bounded over, can you see god in me too Dad, his eyes said, Yes, Alfie, yes, I can, at this point Virgil came upstairs, he can sense when everyone is awake, and desperately wants to be part of it, Dan bounced off the bed, and kissed him, he does that sometimes, Virgil looked at me, and I looked at Virgil, he really is a beautiful cat, his markings and his eyes, how could that not be god given, Virgil turned around so his tail was facing Dan, whose eyebrows shot up and then proceeded to bark and chase Virgil back down the stairs, and that my dear friends is consonance, and I am done with fighting it! I would not say I am in bliss, but I have a feeling of safety and warmth and love, of course there are times when I will be base again, but just because a car can do 150MPH does not mean you have to drive it at 150MPH everytime you drive it, on the whole it can be driven carefully, with care and respect, but when driving conditions allow, you could have a little fun, just to remind yourself of the power and ability within it. I listen to a lot of music, and read a lot of books, music moves me, as do good books, to that end, not wanting to listen to shabads, or read huge chunks of the Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji, is absolutely related to a desire to understand what I am listening to or reading, and that is what makes it beautiful, the understanding, cherishing the words, as I do when I listen to music now, the colour of spring, by talk talk, is an album that always makes me cry with feeling, it is not because I reject shabads, its because the words speak to my heart, I am determined to teach myself punjabi, it is the only real way to unlock the meaning behind those shabads. [/QUOTE]
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