Urban Tree

Jacaranda

There’s no one like you. And there will be no one

like you after you’re gone.

Prem Rawat

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Venetian Party

 REAL PEACE

The peace I am talking about is the peace without which we would lose the very

fabric of who we are, the peace that dances in the heart of everyone. The reality. The

beauty. The joy. The true peace—not an absence of something, but the very presence

of something. That is what is alive. That is what is possible. Even in the middle of a

war, a person can experience this peace.

Some people think freedom is when you get away from your house for the weekend.

To teenagers, freedom is when they leave their parents’ house. Freedom to parents

is when their teenagers actually leave, not just threaten to leave, but actually leave.

Is that freedom?

Freedom from my troubles. Is that freedom? Freedom from my concerns. Is that

freedom? Freedom from my responsibilities. Is that freedom?

I talk about a freedom that can be felt even in a prison. That’s the freedom that

no one can take away from me. Peace that cannot be disturbed—that is real peace.

Freedom that cannot be taken away—that is real freedom.

Who am I? Who are you? We have a singular quest to better

ourselves—to evolve, to move forward, to improve upon all

that can be improved. To make it better.

My message is about the possibility of the ultimate betterment

of a human being—not of mankind, not of a country, not of

a social belief, but of a human being. And it is not through

religion or doctrine, not through ideas or concepts. Neither is

it through hearsay or repetition.

It is through each individual exploring and finding the beauty

within themselves.

 —Prem Rawat

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Past, Present and Future

 IDEAS OF PEACE

Am I saving the possibility of being in peace for last? If I am, time out. A change of

plans is required. That is not what I want to put off till the end. I need to feel peace

every day that I am alive.

I go around the world talking about peace, and I have understood one thing: People

don’t even know what it is. Nobody has a clue.

Some people think that peace is when people put flowers in their hair and dance in

the streets, and when they meet, they hug each other. When they go to a restaurant,

if the waiter was good to them, then after they’re finished, they pay the bill and give

the waiter a hug—no more tips. That is their concept of peace.

Other people think peace is when all the fighting has stopped. Nobody will fight

with anybody else. If your neighbor does something annoying, you’ll just sit there

and pout. And some people think that peace will be the day the trains stop running

and dogs stop barking.

Some people think peace is being on top of a mountain overlooking a beautiful lake

at sunset. When you hear crickets, you say, “Oh, it’s so peaceful.” Next time you see

a cricket, don’t just shoo it away—it’s associated with peace. Of course, if that same

cricket ends up in your bedroom, then peace is over; you declare war on it. And it is

not a question of “wanted: dead or alive.” You want it dead!

REAL PEACE

The peace I am talking about is the peace without which we would lose the very

fabric of who we are, the peace that dances in the heart of everyone. The reality. The

beauty. The joy. The true peace—not an absence of something, but the very presence

of something. That is what is alive. That is what is possible. Even in the middle of a

war, a person can experience this peace.

Some people think freedom is when you get away from your house for the weekend.

To teenagers, freedom is when they leave their parents’ house. Freedom to parents

is when their teenagers actually leave, not just threaten to leave, but actually leave.

Is that freedom?

Freedom from my troubles. Is that freedom? Freedom from my concerns. Is that

freedom? Freedom from my responsibilities. Is that freedom?

I talk about a freedom that can be felt even in a prison. That’s the freedom that

no one can take away from me. Peace that cannot be disturbed—that is real peace.

Freedom that cannot be taken away—that is real freedom.

Prem Rawat

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Caminata

Who am I? Who are you? We have a singular quest to better ourselves
—to evolve, to move forward, to improve upon all that can be improved.
To make it better.

My message is about the possibility of the ultimate betterment of a human being
—not of mankind, not of a country, not of a social belief,
but of a human being.
And it is not through religion or doctrine, not through ideas or concepts.
Neither is it through hearsay or repetition.

It is through each individual exploring and finding the beauty

within themselves.

 —Prem Rawat

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Sphinx

Isn’t life more than that? Doesn’t existence itself rise above all the things that

happen—the goods, the bads, the rights, the wrongs, the judgments? Isn’t it a

kindness to be here? Isn’t this a special moment—this moment called being alive?

How aware am I of it? How much do I recognize it?

What am I concerned about today? Am I the least bit concerned about something

that is finer than the finest hair—something that cannot be measured in width,

height, or weight and that is the only difference between me and that headstone?

Do you know what it is? It’s the breath that comes in and out of me.

You cannot take a picture of it. You cannot paint it. You cannot make a statue of it.

You cannot give it, buy it, trade it, or sell it. And it makes all the difference between

you and your headstone. Because breath comes, you’re intelligent. Because it comes,

you are Mr. So-and-So, Mrs. So-and-So, Miss So-and-So, Dr. So-and-So, Captain

So-and-So, Professor So-and-So. And thanks to this gift of breath, you have the

capability to understand, to question, to reason, to observe, and to learn.

—Prem Rawat

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Swing

Who am I? Who are you? We have a singular quest to better ourselves—to evolve, to move forward,

to improve upon all that can be improved. To make it better. My message is about the possibility of the ultimate betterment of a human being—not of mankind, not of a country, not of a social belief, but of a human being. And it is not through religion or doctrine, not through ideas or concepts. Neither is

it through hearsay or repetition. It is through each individual exploring and finding the beauty within themselves.

—Prem Rawat

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Searching

Ver. 2

KNOWLEDGE OF THE SELF   by Prem Rawat

IN THIS LIFE you are a solitary traveler. And if you don’t understand the nature of the journey, you will get lost, because life is the only journey that, by default, cannot go in a circle.

The agent that doesn’t allow you to go around in a circle is called time. Even if today you do exactly the same thing that you did yesterday, it won’t be yesterday. It’ll be today. And if you plan to do tomorrow exactly what you did today, it still won’t be today; it will be tomorrow. You can’t go around in circles. So where are you headed? Where is this journey of life taking you?

THE RIVER OF LIFE

There are three major events that happen: One is birth. One is existence. And you know the third one, right? Everybody knows the certainty of that one.

The river of life begins with a drop, and it stops when it merges into the ocean. I am not talking about the first drop or about the merging. I am talking about the flow. In this journey of life, you’re flowing.

I am talking about the solitary journey of a human being. This is just about you and the breath that comes into you and fulfills you. I’m talking about the kindness that you have been given that you do not see as a miracle.

It is so unfortunate that you do not see your existence as a miracle until it is too late. Bad habit. Bad idea. You can change that. You can do something about it — start to witness it.

Here is the most normal thing that happens. The most incredible normal thing. It does not even take an effort. Breath comes into you. And it fills you. With what? It fills you with life. You live. You exist. You can think, you can see, you can admire. You can touch, feel, analyze, laugh, cry. You can be a dad, a mom, a brother, a sister; you can be whatever you are. Courtesy of life. Incredible miracle. Unbelievable. And it comes and it goes. Can you feel it? Can you capture its essence — as a moment? Can you be fulfilled by it? The answer is yes.

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