Everlasting Omnipresent Peace


Bhakti Yoga

Hearing about You  1

Thank You Aum.   Thank You Gye Nyame.

 Thank You Gayatri.


Always remembering You is our purification process.  

Chanting Your names is One of our purification tools.  The 

more we apply this tool, the greater is our experience of the 

fact that You, the place of no anxiety, are always here.


For us, always thinking of You is synonymous with 

remembering You.  The key to our return to You 

is remembering You.  Our Eternal, Omnipresent Peace is 

You.  This is, to us, the real resurrection of the dead to 

Eternal Life.


You are our Innermost Reality, our Supreme Being, Thank 

You for showing us how to heal ourselves by purifying our 

consciousness and coming back to Our Self.  This Self is 

Awareness of body, mind, intellect, and ego, the "Not I" the 

Awareness.  This is the Source of the original "I" thought.


We think of You as the Most Virtuous.  The more we think of 

You, the more virtuous are our thoughts.  The more 

virtuous are our thoughts, the more virtuous are our deeds.  


This vision of You within the Sentient being, mobile or 

immobile, depends on no material considerations.  Neither 

does it depend on how strongly the Sentient Being is 

entangled in Maya.  It depends on our being absorbed in 

awareness with You.


Thank You many times over for helping us to fix our 

awareness on You.  You. We do this by hearing about You, 

thinking about You, offering all to You, concentrating on 

You, and meditating on You.  



 Truly,  We think of You as being the Best Friend and 

Greatest Well Wisher of all civilizations and all Sentient 

Beings.  Thank You for showing us how to keep our 

consciousness still, quiet, and awakening, ever closer to You.


There are no limits to Your compassion and bliss.  We think 

of You, we concentrate on You, we meditate on You 

as the Foremost Consciousness, the One Spirit, the One 

Soul, and the Supreme Witness of all.


When we doubted that any one or thing could exist in 

something so small, such small ripples, as the material world, 

we suddenly fell into that small world, Maya.  


The ultimate slavery, slave master, and consummate misery is 

"I" in Maya.  We remain as "I" in Maya because of  

forgetfulness of You.  We get out of "I" and Maya by

 remembering You constantly.