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Vahiguru ji ka Khalsa, Vahiguru ji ki Fatih!
We invite the seekers of Nam, Identification of IkOankar, to enter the fourth composition of So Daru, “That Door or Court.” Guru Ramdas Sahib lovingly and with deep intimacy says, O my revered Wisdom-Eternal friend, reveal to me the Nam of the Beautiful, Charming One.
The yearning for Nam, Divine Identification, resonates as a heartfelt plea—a gentle longing for a profound connection with the Beautiful and Charming One.
We wonder.
What will this revelation bring?
The Guru answers receiving the Wisdom-infused Nam will give my life, my breath, my very essence, the being within me, the companionship for this life journey. And the lifestyle needed will be to live in the praise and the glory of Hari, where I identify with the All-Pervasive, the Fear-Eliminator, and the Light.
We pause.
The humility is humbling; it becomes a lived reality. We recall the child who was orphaned, selling savory black grams on the streets of Amritsar, and who later rose to become the uncontested leader of the Sikh nation as Guru Ramdas Sahib. A worldly “nobody,” infused with Nam, becomes the Wisdom-embodiment “Friend.”
This is Nam, here and now, a miraculous transformation! Can we embody such humility and seek that radiant connection for our life journey?
Are we prepared to be chiseled?
Are you ready to uncover the beauty within?
May we yearn for the company of the Beautiful One.
May the Wisdom-Guru be with us!
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