Now we can begin afresh, all over again!

God’s grace is endless.

We just need the eyes to see it.

135. Love.

Wittgenstein has said somewhere:

Of that which one cannot speak,

one should remain silent.

Oh, if only this advice was heeded

there would be no useless arguments about truth!

That-which-is cannot be spoken of.

Whatever is said in words is not,

cannot be,

that-which-is.

Truth is beyond words,

only silence is related to truth.

But silence is very difficult;

the mind wants to speak even of that

which is beyond words.

Really, the mind is the only barrier to silence.

Silence belongs to the state of no-mind.

A preacher came to address some small children.

Before beginning he put a question to them:

If you were asked to address a gathering

of such intelligent boys and girls

who expect a good lecture from you,

and if you had nothing to speak on,

what would you say?

A small child replied: I would keep quiet.

I would keep quiet.

This child-like simplicity is needed to experiment with silence.

136. Love.

Sannyas is a pilgrimage to Mt. Everest –

naturally there are difficulties on the way.

But the fruits of determination are sweet too,

so bear everything calmly and joyously

but don’t give up your commitment.

Serve your mother even more than before –

sannyas is not a running away from responsibility.

Your family is not to be given up,

rather you have to make the whole world your family.

Encourage your mother to take sannyas too.

Tell her: You have seen enough of the world,

now raise your eyes towards God.

But make sure she is caused no trouble on your account.

This doesn’t mean giving in or compromising –

sannyas knows no compromise.

Strong, bold and resolute is the soul of sannyas.

137. Love.

Love does not discriminate

even in dreams,

and in that love which is prayer too,

there are no distinctions at all.

Now I am no more.

The word I is simply a convenience

and as such causes many difficulties.

When the clouds of the I disappear

nothing remains but love –

love without cause,

unconditional love.

Here I stand in the marketplace:

who is ready to come and take it from me?

Kabir stands in the marketplace, torch in hand.

If you are ready to burn your house down, come with me.

138. Love.

Ah, if the veena were outside you could hear its music,

but it is inside

and we do not hear it.

But we can become one with it.

And how much is music worth that ends with listening?

Ultimately the musician, the veena, the music,

the listener

are not separate.

Look inside,

go within,

and see who is waiting there for you.

139. Love.

The springs of meditation are close at hand

but the layers of suppressed sex work like rocks.

The repression of sex has choked your life with anger,

its smoke pervades your whole personality.

When you were meditating in front of me the other day

I saw all this very clearly,

but I could also see that your will is very strong too,

your thirst for God is also strong

and you are working hard,

so there is no need to be disheartened.

Difficulties are there,

blocks are there,

but they will disintegrate

because the breaker is not yet broken.

Meditate totally and soon the springs will be reached.

But you have to put your whole being at stake –

nothing less will do.

Hold back a bit and you will miss.