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(The Meaning of Life: Immortality program with the participation of Igor Danilov and Father Sergey provoked numerous responses on the web and letters addressed to AllatRa TV channel. The thing is that the digital camera recorded incredible effects throughout the program. A whole wave of discussions arose on the web: “It is real! The digital camera recorded an Angel!”, “The Holy Spirit has been filmed!”, “Manifestation of the Holy Spirit breaks all physical laws!” Below we present one of the letters written by people from different countries.)
I’ve got a request to write an analytical report on the practical experience of three-year daily performance of the Lotus Flower spiritual practice, and in this introductory statement I would like to note, first of all, that analysis of such things implies a great responsibility. Not claiming anything, herein I only describe my own experience, for I view it vitally important to talk about the spiritual today. To many it may seem a nice metaphor – “talking about the living in a dead language” (as it was mentioned in the programs with Igor Danilov), but for those who have already touched deep inner feelings it’s a reality of “translation difficulties” along with awareness of the incredible simplicity of the entire PLAN. At that, despite all the written below, the spiritual practice itself is actually very simple. The only problem is that one might approach this simplicity via roundabout ways for years and even decades.
What is Love?
In Latin Amore means “to flow, to stream, to spring on another person”... In the Old Slavonic LUBOV (LOVE) means people know God; they explore themselves, their divine Essence. According to famous poet Sergei Yesenin, “love is not spoken about in words…”, but through these lines I would like to simply share the simplest, yet most important discovery in my life:
“God is Love”.
Gratitude… It’s the only word that may be said when you start feeling Him… He is not false, He is gentle. He is everlasting and will never abandon you. He is everything. But it’s impossible to grasp this. One can only know this. There are neither enemies nor teachers nor friends. There is nothing that seems so firm and stable. But there is Him – the endless, boundless ocean of Love, and only He alone can exist forever. “Master, be inseparable with your product, and if you say a word turn into this word yourself”, how accurate these words are! He simply exists. It is such a joy, such a boundlessness to abide in Him! There are neither doubt nor separation. He is living. There is no Universe, but only Him. Only He is Life which is eternal. There are no stages, no ways. Everything’s fleeting. Freedom. It is here, and it’s greater than human mind can imagine. He is the only Love of everyone. A song that is sung inside. More than happiness. Light.
DEDICATED TO THE BEST AND DEAREST FRIEND AND HIS ARRIVAL TO OUR WORLD – TO THE COMFORTER, IMAM MAHDI
Once upon a time, in the age which is nowadays called “the Age of Iron and Blood” or “the Era of Great Sorrow”, our planet was on the verge of total destruction. People who inhabited Earth at that time were mostly illiterate, cruel, greedy and carefree. Their unrestrained passion for hoarding and grabbing forced the Earth inhabitants to extort planet’s resources ungodly and outrageously. Violence against the Earth became so widespread and general that the Earth fell seriously ill. Its disease was so deep that it turned out to be incurable. Wounds and sores were all over the Earth’s body, its blood was pouring forth; it was totally fevering and shaking. Mountains were trembling and oceans were raging, and all those were symptoms of a fatal disease. However, that was not all. People turned so intolerant and hostile towards each other that they waged permanent wars which aggravated the Earth’s sufferings beyond any measure. Being ruled by brutal and covetous leaders, befuddled and fooled by insidious and avid priests, people killed each other in senseless wars with unbelievable cruelty and spite, as if wild animals.
Oh, it’s so hard to make myself write anything... My head is as if squeezed... I’m in stupor. At that, despite everything, certain clarity is preserved, and there is still the inner observer who simply and impartially records everything what is happening here and now.
- I don’t want to write..!
- Hush! It’s necessary.
- Who needs this at all?!
The star has risen. I see its light even through leaden puffs of low-level clouds. The evening star signifying the coming of the great triumph... The Protecting Veil of the Most Holy Mother of God... Such tenderness, such boundless joy is ringing in the air... Breath helplessly fades, being unable to utter even a slightest word of admiration for your purest beauty, Our Lady… Wonderment in silence…
Sometimes it may be very useful to read comments to articles. Thus, once in the commentary section I came across a chapter of Bhagavad Gita, which once again pointed to the single grain of truth repeatedly given to humanity.
On the occasion of the Annunciation of Our Most Holy Lady...
“Life is approaching,” he says to me, and his deep blue eyes are luxuriating in heaven.
“Where?” I ask a little confusedly. He, so unusually close, drops his eyelids, and his light eyelashes like ripe ears shield the fathomless heaven that has stood still in his eyes.
I understand without any words. It is he who is now living. The boundless blue waters of heaven have spread inside him.
Mother of God, Mother of God, the Mother of light, love and good,
You are my hope, Mother of God, and the time of miraculous insights.
Mother of God, Mother of God, I love You so much with all my soul,
You are my star, You are my dawn, You are a ray of light in the earthly life.
You are Our Lady of the Don, Our Lady of Kazan, Our Lady of the Sign – all Your images are with me.
You are the Theotokos of Vladimir, Our Lady of Valaam, and Derzhavnaya above the land.
You are the heavenly joy of all the sorrowful, You are the punishment for all the killed,
Your are the Purest Bride of all virgins, You are my grief and love.
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