Pandit Dayal - a
is not a circus.
No show business! ... These were the words
of Pandit Dayal. I call him the Secret Saint. He
is a perfect illustration of the fact that many of
the greatest beings on this planet are living far
away from publicity and cheering crowds.
live a most ordinary life and have no interest in teaching others in a
And yet ... the silence in their movements through life unconsciously
affects the well being of the entire human race. As fractal mathematics
shows how the movements of a butterfly can change the weather situation on
the North Pole - so these human butterflies on the subtlest levels of life
are fanning our hearts with a cool breeze of peace.
Unknown are the movements of fish in the water, as Neem Karoli Baba
The former Czech president and philosopher
Václav Havel pointed out that political dictatorship starts with seemingly
unimportant and small compromises in our actions in daily life. The opposite
is also true: Being(s) in love changes the whole world simply by the way a
cup of tea
The invisible thread
once narrated a beautiful old Indian folk story. We were sitting in his
little room in Matajis house in Juhu
Scheeme in Bombay. Most of the time he was silent. So this was a rare
"Once upon a time in ancient India a King suddenly went against his
Prime Minister and life-time imprisoned him in a high tower. The
Minister had a faithful and intelligent wife. She went to the tower
with a beetle. She tied a long, almost invisible thread to a leg
of the beetle. At the end of this thread she tied a silk thread.
Finally she tied a rope at the end of the silk thread.
Now she smeared honey on the beetles antennae and placed it on the
outside wall of the tower. The beetle, encouraged by the smell of
honey, started crawling up the tower. When it reached the top of the
tower the imprisoned Minister caught hold of the beetle. He now held
an almost invisible thread
in his hand! With the help of this thread he got hold of the silk
thread and then the rope. With the help of the rope he escaped his
prison. The minister and his loving wife lived happily in freedom
Right in this moment you like the Minister are holding an almost
invisible thread in your hand.
It is the leading thread that connects you with your own inner
galactic Paradise. This thread will take you back to your inner Space
if you don't throw it away in search of great spiritual experiences!
We live in a kick-culture and tend to make the path to the
inner galaxy as exiting as a star war movie. We are also
performers and tend to think that meditation is a kind of spiritual
body building making us fit to enter the Kingdom within. I can feel
Pandit Dayal is smiling at our efforts. He is just sitting on his
bed... but the way he sits! ... just try to imagine his state!
Each time you "aware" a simple breath in
gratitude you are pulled closer to Pandit Dayal.
And thus your thread will become thicker until it is a rope - strong
enough to carry you out of your tower.
The tower is the tower of the Ego.
Here you as the Minster is lucked up by the King, the ruler of
imprisoning negative thoughts and pride.
The wife in the story is a metaphor for Devine compassion - In Deus ex Machina
- full of
compassion for the Being imprisoned in the tower.
cannot make this journey into the micro cosmos of being without the
help from GOD. So love
this ordinary mystery of life as dearly as you
love your wife or husband. And don't run too much around in search for
enlightenment - it is easier for Her to grab you if you are standing
We are also very much like the beetle - even if this comparison is not
flattering for our ego. But even a little beetle like me and you can reach the top of the
world-tower. We just has to take one small step at a time ... and we will