Wave of Bliss

Author(s): N P Jain
Publisher: Jain Meditation International Centre

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THE WAVE OF BLISS
wound remains gaping. We humans call it earth quake and many beings are swallowed up. We don't know why? Sometimes the tears flood out and overwhelm rivers, villages, cities of inhabitants, floating them out to sea. Sometimes her wailing is reflected in the torrential rains and blizzards of different climates worldwide. Mother Earth mourns. The sun grows dim, covered over by heavy clouds of man's immorality. The air chokes with pollution and negative vibrations are contagious. Mother Earth suffers and renews, swallows and gives forth again. We come and go, but she remains. While we are here, let us live as her disciples and see that she wants no bloody offerings. What makes her smile is what makes us smile, since we are formed of her rocks and earth and clean watery streams, and that is harmonious living, harmless living, a life lived in reverence for life. In this way we will treat all of life with respect, with reverence, with care, regarding all that lives as our own selves."
Clare, otherwise a clam, meditative and quiet person expresses great courage of her convictions and profoundity of feeling when she deals with reverence for life, and longs for a world in which suffering is reduced to a minimum and peace is all-pervading. She advocates deepest level of compassion on a universal scale for suffering inflicted on or endured by all living beings, regardless of race, nationality, religion and form. Here is what she once narrated to Gurudev in a wave of profound thought:
"Once, while waiting at a train station in southern Thailand, I heard cries and wails which pierced my heart. I traced their source to scores of pigs and piglets being roped together, shoved, and kicked into the back of a large lorry, eventually to be transported to slaughter. The squeals and cries sounded to me just like those of my own
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