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Title: Pain
Post by: Jitendra Hydonus on Feb 18, 2018 04:11 pm
'Pain is the prod to remembrance.' The Janis face of nature always shows two faces to us one of pleasure and one of pain. But we usually go on hoping to find the one without the other. But for people found here we begin to see a the monotonous pattern and seek some relief in spiritual meditation which has the ability to transcend this continuous swing.


Title: Re: Pain
Post by: guest88 on Feb 22, 2018 05:29 am
pain is the sign of a living heart


Title: Re: Pain
Post by: guest88 on Feb 22, 2018 05:36 am
"With the deep sigh of the lover heaven and earth shake. His tears in the thought of the fair one turn into flowers as they touch the ground. Pain is his comrade in the heart of the night, and death is his companion through the journey of life. He plans and imagines a thousand things to tell to the beloved, of his longing, his pain, praise, and love. But when he sees the beloved he is spellbound, his tongue motionless and his lips sealed, his eyes engaged in the vision of the desired one."
https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/V/V_22.htm


Title: Re: Pain
Post by: Jitendra Hydonus on Feb 23, 2018 03:46 pm
"With the deep sigh of the lover heaven and earth shake. His tears in the thought of the fair one turn into flowers as they touch the ground. Pain is his comrade in the heart of the night, and death is his companion through the journey of life. He plans and imagines a thousand things to tell to the beloved, of his longing, his pain, praise, and love. But when he sees the beloved he is spellbound, his tongue motionless and his lips sealed, his eyes engaged in the vision of the desired one."
https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/V/V_22.htm

Read your link here Eric and came across this;

Our virtues are made of love, and our sins are caused by lack of it. Love turns sins into virtues, and its lack makes virtues meaningless. Christ said when a woman was brought before Him accused of sin, 'Her sins are forgiven, for she loved much.' Heaven is made so beautiful with love, and life becomes a hell through the lack of it. Love in reality creates harmony in one's life on earth and peace in heaven.