Chopin's Nocturne (click if you want to read with music)
THE HIDE AND SEEK GAME
Translation from Spanish: El Juego del Escondite (Vedanta)
It tells a Vedanta tale ... God loves to play hide-and-seek, but since
there is nothing outside of God, God has only himself to play with. He overcomes this difficulty by pretending that He is not Him. This is his way of hiding from himself. He
pretends that he is you and me, and all the people in the world, and
all the animals and the plants and the stones, and also all the stars. So strange and wonderful adventures happen to him, and even though some of them are terrifying. But the latter are nothing more than bad dreams, only dreams that disappear when He wakes up.
Now, when God plays hide-and-seek and pretends to be you and me, he does it so well that it takes him a long time to remember when and how he invented himself. But there it is, precisely, the grace of the game, it is what He wanted to achieve. He doesn't want to find himself too soon, as this would spoil the game. That is why it is so difficult for you and me to realize that we are God disguised and hidden. But when the game has gone on long enough, we all wake up, or stop pretending, and then we remember that we are nothing more than the One Self, ... the God who is all that he is and who lives by forever and ever.
You may wonder why God sometimes hides himself in the form of horrible people, or pretends to be a person suffering from illness and pain. First remember that He only does this to himself, and also that in all the stories you like, there must be bad people and good people, since the emotion of the story consists in finding out how the good ones come out with good, from his encounter with the bad guys. It's like when we play cards, at the beginning of the game we shuffle them all into a pile, which is similar to the way bad things happen in this world; but the object of the game is to put the mix in order, and the one who does it best is the winner ... Then we mix again, and play, and so it is with the world.
The
Hide and Seek Game has three parts, in the first part, we lose
ourselves in the world of forms, we identify with the forms, and it
means that we lose ourselves, that is, we hide from ourselves. It
is not very difficult to understand when one is aware of it, but, and
yet, it is totally impossible to understand, when one is unconscious of
oneself. This has happened
to each and every one of us, and this is God's favorite Game, losing
ourselves first to find ourselves later, the Game sounds a bit strange
but it is so, it cannot be otherwise. By
the Law of Polarity, nothing can be found that has not been lost
before, logically, therefore we cannot search for what we have not lost
before, logically, and therefore we cannot find what we are not looking
for, logically, either.
The second part of the Hide and Seek Game is very easy to explain, and although it is very difficult to understand and put into practice, and it is about looking for what we have lost, and that is to say, looking for ourselves, this also sounds very strange, for who is not aware of the meaning, of losing oneself... From the moment in which we want to find ourselves, when the decision to do so is already made, it is as if various information began to reach us, which can give us more clues, about how to search for what we have lost before. From here, it is about following those clues, and until you find the treasure, of the third part of the Hide and Seek Game, that is, the end of the Game.
The third part is the end of the Hide and Seek Game, it is when we find this hidden treasure deep within ourselves, in a very remote place, that we had never imagined before, within ourselves... Everything that we had searched for outside, the times of being lost in the world of forms, since we find it within each one of us, and from then on, the world of forms loses all its charm, it no longer has it, the only charm is in ourselves, in the discovery of oneself ... It is about the encounter with oneself, with the end of the road, with the end of the path, which we must carry out in this physical world, in order to find the bridge that unites it to the plane spiritual. It is about the spiritual plane, from which we come, and to which we must return,
Attention: text of the book "Tres Hermanos y una madre" - Diario de un karma familiar (I) - El Juego del Escondite (la pérdida), registered in the Intellectual Property Registry (Spain), and protected by copyright. DF . Nomemientas Gavilán.
IF YOU CAN ... (Rudyard Kipling)
If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or, being hated, don’t give way to hating, and yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or, being hated, don’t give way to hating, and yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to broken, and stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to broken, and stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you, except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with kings, nor lose the common touch; if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; if all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, and, which is morem you’ll be a Man, my son!