The Satsang Journal
Teachings, field notes and stories of service from across The Satsang Foundation.
All joys spring forth from within your being. The reservoir of all joy, the essence of all bliss, is in your own heart, in the core of your own being.
If someone promises salvation for all at once, take care; you are about to be hoodwinked. If someone guarantees to lead you to Supreme Bliss in a certain number of days, again, be on guard. No huma...
As you progress, you will become more and more morally perfect and so also will your meditation become better. This will go on until you reach your final goal. Till then, there are bound to be impe...
The infinite truth according to the Upanishads is ‘Tad dure tad vantike’ - It is far, and it is so near.
If my mind’s frequency and your mind’s frequency is operating at the same levels, words are not required. When the Shruti is heard, it immediately registers.
The whole exercise is to make the mind so sensitive that when the Shruti strikes, it has its effect. All sadhana is done for that.
Shruti is something that is heard. Not what is studied, taken home and commented upon and discussed. Shruti is pure sound and therefore Vedas declared that the Shruti is the original voice of the t...
Upanishad takes you through the intellectual maze to crystal clear sanctity which is full of love and affection.
All the intellectual discussions in the Upanishads, finally boil down to the fact that there is an inner being who is palpably alive in all hearts, and is in essence part of the all-pervading Supre...
You cannot have compassion for the world, unless you are fully satisfied with yourself. If you are not fully satisfied, what will you give? When my mind is full, I am filled with compassion, then I...
Success is not measured by growth of wealth or number of cars or houses. Wealth is measured by the richness of your mind. If the mind is not rich, is poor, whatever you have you are a beggar.
The Upanishad describes beautifully that the essence of Truth that you seek, Tad Doore Tadvantike, is far and yet it’s so near. Somebody described, ‘it is nearer to you than your own jugular vein’....