Vahiguru ji ka Khalsa, Vahiguru ji ki Fatih!

There are moments when life feels beautifully aligned—our steps steady, our hearts certain, our days flowing with quiet purpose. And then, without warning, something shifts. The ease fades. The certainty wavers. The body grows heavy; the heart feels far away. What once felt connected begins to feel distant, and we find ourselves longing for what we cannot name.

We pause and ask: What sustains us when the light dims? What holds us when our strength falters?

In the sixth stanza of Anand Sahib, Guru Amardas Sahib reveals a truth both tender and profound. The Guru says:

Without the true connection, the body is helpless.
The body is helpless without the true connection; what can the poor body do?

Without that eternal connection, we wander—searching, striving, hoping that something outside will fill what feels empty inside. We try to build meaning, but without the link to the Eternal, our being remains fragile, like a blossom untethered from its stem.

The Guru points to Banvari, the Grove-Carer—the One who nurtures groves, gardens, and forests. The same One who tends to the world tends to us. Through the Sabad, the word-sound of Infinite Wisdom, the Grove-Carer cultivates our inner landscape, allowing beauty and mastery to bloom from within.

Without You, no one is capable; bestow grace, O Banvari!
There is no other place for this body; it can be embellished by connecting with the Sabad.

We pause.
We listen.
And we begin to feel rather than think—the quiet pull of remembrance, the ache of longing to be near again.

This connection is not something that is earned; it is something that is received. Sustained by love, by presence, by surrender. When we forget, our actions lose depth; when we remember, even the smallest moments become luminous.

Like trees drawing life from unseen roots, we, too, flourish when anchored in Nam—Identification with the One. The question is not whether the connection exists—it always does. The question is whether we open ourselves to feel it.

Are we willing to nurture this bond each day, to let the Sabad transform the fragile into the strong, the ordinary into the radiant?

The Guru waits.
Not with demand, but with love.
Inviting us to remember. To reconnect. To bloom.

May we root ourselves in remembrance.
May the eternal connection within us flower again.

May the Wisdom-Guru guide us!