Sant Mat Master, Sirio Carrapa Ji ~ Message for the New Year: 2012

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Sant Mat Master, Sirio Carrapa Ji ~ Message for the New Year: 2012

Master Sirio Ji's New Years Message here is mostly re-printed from the Sant Bani Ashram-Hungary website.

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MESSAGE FOR THE NEW YEAR – 2012

How are you friend.

(Sirio)

How are you,

how are you friend,

how are you friend of my heart,

what about your inner quest?

How far have you come close to the Over Self.

I really hope you did not get lost

in the intricacies of the world

And that you have not allowed your mind

to drown you in the bottomless oblivion.

Know, my friend of venture

the search of the Sacred is a great adventure

To overlook or forget it

it is certainly a great misfortune.

What can I say to make you understand

that the purpose of life is to be able

To climb higher and higher

up to merging into the One

and, Sach Khand, realize.

You know it is not for everyone,

but if we engage in it, it can be done.

[To get] convinced, however, we must crave for Him

and above all, we should place Him.

It's true, so many have succeeded

Why should you live

in this sloppy reality;

even if you have been overcome

do not accept the defeat.

I know, you're a brave warrior,

so jump on your sprightly steed

ride and never stop

until you're face to face

with the Primal Being.

This is the poem I was inspired to as a message for the New Year: the infamous 2012 which is considered by many as the year of the great catastrophe, the shocking reversal, the illusive quantum leap, the great expansion of collective consciousness, the chrysalis that turns into a butterfly. So many fantasies, theories, hypothesis, apparent certainties, fears, fantasies. Who knows what will happen? Well, this is not a hundred-years' time, not fifty; it is just one year. Yes, because in addition having a year, it also has a precise day, the big bang, and it would be the twenty-first of December.

It may be true, or could not be true, but for us what is going to change? We are still the human beings that we are and one thing is certain, you do not jump out of yourself either with the advent of two thousand and twelve, nor we do change with the final step which is death (something to which we might almost be all subjected, according to the predictions). In two thousand and twelve, could happen or not happen, whatever we want, but one thing is certain: the transformation of consciousness is something that happens only to those who are ready for it. It's not enough to make us ready for a date, but a great job is needed to be done on ourselves to change from unconscious to conscious beings, from selfish to altruistic beings, from mean human beings, into good beings, from lying into truthful ones, from violent to pacific, from lustful to parsimonious, from greedy to altruistic, from being morbidly attached to everything to a dispassionate way, from vain to being simple, from arrogant to humble… now it is enough even if the list could go on.

If we could live this, to implement it in our lives, in our person, what a beautiful thing it would be! Then, of two thousand and twelve, [say] yes, [or] two thousand and twelve not, we wouldn't care at all because first of all we would have overcome the fear of death, indeed, we would have experienced in life the great step beyond the last frontier, where the material is broken down and only the spirit hovers in infinite space.

So all this emphasis on the theories for the two thousand and twelve and this expecting the cheap transformation, ready enlightenment for all mankind, an era of peace, harmony, right-living, fair trading, humane and just economy, and so on, yes these are beautiful imaginations, but as such have nothing to do with the hard reality of the facts.

Thus, better to return to this more personal and subjective reality, which is what we have, here and now, as the ultimate concrete substance. Then, this hymn begins with a very specific request:

How are you friend,

how are you friend of the heart,

what about your inner quest

how far have you come close to the Over Self?

When we care about someone, we always want their own good, so the Master has always at heart the spiritual welfare, as well as the material welfare, of his spiritual children and friends. For this, He asks us, even to remind us: "How is your spiritual adventure, how have you used the year just past, did you get any closer to the supreme God-realization?" Have you used well this year by regularly doing your meditation, regularly going to Satsang and participating in spirital retreats? And Simran? Did you try to make it as constant as possible, oh and the songs, the bhajans, have you learned a lot and have you improved the quality, the transport by which you sing them?

These are the practices that allow us to maintain a high level of our consciousness and allow us to live life at its best: full of goodness and inspiration. But then He adds:

I really hope you did not get lost in the intricacies of the world

And that you have not allowed your mind

to drown you in the bottomless oblivion.

This is a possibility always ready to jump on us and dominate us: the oblivion, forgetfulness. For various reasons we fall into the trap that separates us from the straight path and leads us down into the meanderings of the world: sloth, lust, the calling of matters of the flesh, the doubt that drives us to think that we have understood better than the Master what is right or wrong and how to behave on the Way. Sure there may be other reasons, but these are among the most frequent. For this reason the smart seeker will pay close attention to these factors and will always remain clinging to the saving anchor that is the Master.

Know my partner of venture

The search of the Sacred is a great adventure

To neglect it and forget it is certainly a great misfortune.

What is the greatest enterprise of life? The quest for the Holy, the Divine, is the greatest adventure. Why is that? I suppose because it leads us to the ultimate goal of human potential: the self-realization and God realization. It's not a small feat I assure you, it's beautiful to live in that enlightened consciousness, the inner state of great harmony and deep peace, great reverence for all creation, such a respect for all since it becomes clear that everything is a manifestation of His infinity.

Neglecting and forgetting this great goal after discovering its existence—its possibility—becomes, of course, the great misfortune of existence.

What can I say to make you understand that the purpose of life

It is to be able to always go higher and higher up to merging

in the One, and achieving Sach Khand.

Well, the Master acts as a solicitor, so He will always remind us what is the purpose of life and always will inspire us in that direction. Perhaps at some point we get to hate him, but he does not care and always performs His work selflessly. So he will keep telling us that immersion in the One that is Sach Khand or "the True Condition", is the great purpose of life and that we must never forget that.

You know, it's not for everyone, but if we engage in it, it can be done.

But, believe me; for Him we must crave and, above

All, He must be placed .

The Master does not want to delude us by making us believe that this adventure is easy and for everyone. No, He is real, thus He tells us that it is not easy, but it is also not impossible.Iif you commit to it, it can be done. If this research is placed above all, we can do it. However, it is a course that is mandatory for every human being, so the closer we get to the goal in this life, the better for us.

It's true, so many have succeeded in it

Why should you live this sloppy reality?

Even if you have been overcome, do not accept the defeat.

The Masters are here to encourage us, to inspire us so they always say things that help us to make ever greater efforts in the belief that it is not a hypothesis, not an illusion, not an empty promise. The libraries are full of books in which many Masters, in the course of human history, have testified to having been able to reach this blessed Moksha or Liberation. In all parts of the world and from any mystical Path, in any tradition, there are people who claim to have achieved this goal. So we are told: Look, it's not fantasy as much you would have believed. No, it's true, you can do it; why are you satisfied with this trivial, misshapen life.

Of course, during the mystical ascent, in the great flight to the Infinite, you can fall, you can be defeated, you can break your wings, but we must never give up and always we have to start again to fly, to climb until we reach the goal. We always have to get up, even if we are injured or we end up with our face in the mud; we get back up and resume the journey.

I know, you're a warrior,

So jump on your sprightly steed

Ride and never stop until

you will come face to face with Primal Being.

How great it must be to be face to face with that Being, that Reality, that Pure Consciousness from which all life is given off: the Inviolable, the Unthinkable, the Primordial Purusha, the Adi Guru. For this reason, even if we fall in the enterprise, if we are defeated, we forget; it doesn't matter. As soon as we find the strength we jump on the winged horse and restart the climbing, the flight.

So dear ones, this little Satsang is the message for the year two thousand and twelve that, for us, is one year just as another, and we definitely do not want to consider the many fears that lurk in the human soul about the possible implications for humanity. We do not care about anything because we have our suitcase ready and when the Satguru calls us, we are ready to leave immediately.

We are interested in doing as much meditation as possible, attending all possible Satsangs, taking part in all the retreats with Master, and then… if at the end of the year … we will have to go, welcome! We will be ready and we'll go by shouting:

Jay Satguru, you are our helmsman,

Guide our ship, let us reach the other shore.

Sirio