Sabad is Infinite; we are finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad.
Sabad is Infinite; we are very finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow, as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad. In this transcreation, we have chosen to keep the repeating words in the Sabad the same. We aspire to learn and retain the Divine attribute as used in the original Sabad and avoid terms like God or Lord.
The Persian language occupies a strange place in Sikhi. Sikhs are universally aware that Persian has a place in our history yet simultaneously unaware of its magnitude.
The Persian language occupies a strange place in Sikhi. Sikhs are universally aware that Persian has a place in our history yet simultaneously unaware of its magnitude.
Sabad is Infinite; we are very finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow, as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad. In this transcreation, we have chosen to keep the repeating words in the Sabad the same. We aspire to learn and retain the Divine attribute as used in the original Sabad and avoid terms like God or Lord.
Sabad is Infinite; we are finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad.
The Sikh Cast Host, Manpreet Singh, revisits an episode from the past to help shed light on the present. Through Sabad we explore coming to terms with fear and overcoming anxiety during the current global pandemic.
ਹਮ ਜੇਰ ਜਿਮੀ ਦੁਨੀਆ ਪੀਰਾਮ ਸਾਇਕਾ ਰਾਇਆ ॥ ham jer jimī dunīā pīrām sāikā rāiā. هم زیر زمین دنیا پیران شیخ ها راییا All the sheikhs, spiritual teachers, rulers [will be buried] under the ground.
In this immersive poem, Inni Kaur recites her piece Love's Countless Yearning. The poem is from the perspective of a seeker of the guru – Guru Nanak Sahib. "The love-arrow has pierced my heart. I yearn for union. When will my destiny awaken? When will my longing be fulfilled? ..."
This immersive poem is written and produced by Amardeep Kaur, and recalls a time of revolt, pain, and sorrow. Barahmah di chitthi Guru Nanak nu / A Letter of Twelve Months to Guru Nanak " sai, my Beloved! Fill me into your red dye You ferried me over the Pacific once Today, I return, to find the ports of Komagata’s revolts What a long journey from the Fragrant Harbour, with gifts of agarwood for the coast of Salish peoples When Ghadaries promised to deliver (contd.) "
In this transcreation, the original Gurmukhi is followed by an English transcription to guide the pronunciation of the Sabad (Divine Word) in its original form.
In this transcreation, the original Gurmukhi is followed by an English transcription to guide pronunciation of the Sabad (Divine-Word) in its original form.
Do you know about Bhumi? The rich landlord from Dhaka, India? Well, if you don’t know of him, hit the play button. This is a sakhi you’re not going to want to miss. There’s a reason why Bhumi was so rich.
The sakhi of how Guru Angad Sahib and Guru ji met is momentous. Their paths crossed at the perfect time. Guru Angad Sahib was Bhai Lehna ji at that time. Guru ji’s wisdom was something that Bhai Lehna ji was absolutely missing in his life.
Vahiguru created everything, and Vahiguru is all around us. Thank you all for joining us throughout this glowing journey we’ve all had with one another. It has been a pleasure sharing the sakhis of Guru Nanak Sahib.
In this transcreation, the original Gurmukhi is followed by an English transcription to guide the Sabad’s (Divine Word) pronunciation in its original form.
In this transcreation, the original Gurmukhi is followed by an English transcription to guide the Sabad’s (Divine Word) pronunciation in its original form.