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When we meditate on the Word according to the instructions of the Master, false love for this false world leaves us, and true love and longing for the true Lord develop within us. But until we go to a true Master and meditate on the Name, we cannot free ourselves from our attachment to this creation, nor can we develop love for the Lord. That is why devotees and lovers of the Lord, the saints and true Masters, explain this technique for meditating on the Name. If you examine the writings of any saint, you will find that they all praise the Name, in verse after verse and page after page. The Name they praise is not a written word, but the creative power that gave birth to the entire creation and supports all the countless regions and universes.
Maharaj Charan Singh, Spiritual Discourses, Vol. II
All unhappiness in life is the result of our attachment for people and things of this world. Where there is no attachment, there is no misery. It may be attachment to some person, place or thing, or to any unfulfilled desire. The greater our attachment to these people or things, the greater the misery in the end. It is for this reason that we are advised by the saints to detach ourself as much as possible from the people and things of this world and attach ourself to the voice of the Lord within. The greater our attachment to this divine melody, the more we become detached from that which holds us back and keeps us bound here.
Maharaj Charan Singh, Quest for Light
Volume 14 · Issue 2
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