The Last Page

DECEMBER 12, 1916 – JUNE 1, 1990, man and Master in one, Maharaj Ji danced the dance of life magnificently, selflessly, serenely, flawlessly. In laying down his mortal frame – fearless, calm, reassuring, radiant and resplendent – he affirmed his message of the eternal Shabd, of love; and he showed how this brief act upon creation’s stage should end.

Is it a wonder then, when we think of him or when life brings his image before us, that we miss his physical presence? As Hafiz so poignantly put it:

His face, moon of form, we beheld not to our fill;
  and he departed.
In the rose garden of union with him, we moved not;
  and he departed.
On his face, we fully cast not our glance;
  and he departed.
Alas! For bidding him farewell, we arrived not;
  and he departed.

It is his legacy of love, his most precious gift to us, that holds us on the path he placed us on. He always said, “Love is within you, and is not to be found anywhere outside.” The love and recognition that we seek from the body Master is already there within us. “Our souls are already in love with the Lord,” he would say. His gifts can be had, here and now, at the eye centre. We only have to believe and look.

Consummate friend and inseparable, divine companion, he is both the life-giving Shabd that sustains us, and he is his successor, with us still on the physical plane. Our Master is at all times giving us his immeasurable protection. It is a great, good fortune to meet a perfect saint such as he in one’s lifetime. When we view it from the standpoint of total existence, life after life and aeon upon aeon, such good fortune cannot be conceived. We can only marvel that any being can be so blessed.
_{Legacy of Love}

If love is there, it is there. If it comes, it just comes. But by meditation everybody can grow that love.… If somebody inherits riches, that is the grace of the donor, but everybody can become rich by hard work. Everybody can grow that feeling, that love, that intensity, by meditation.
_{Maharaj Charan Singh, Die to Live}