Sages have described each breath as a precious ruby.
What a pity that we squander the jewels
One kind of satsang is the moral discourse we hear from noble men, but the real spiritual discourse is internal. Self alone is true and eternal. True satsang comes about when the mind reins itself in from all externals and dwells with the Self.
This adherence to truth is cultivated
incessant reflection, meditation, and samadhi.
The more joy one feels in dwelling with the one reality, the more restraint one gains over each breath, the mind, and the instruments by which objects of sense affect the Self. The day they are totally restrained is the day when we are absorbed in the ultimate essence.Providing, like a good instrument,
harmonious accompaniment to the song of the Self
The physical ruby is hard, but the jewel of breath is even more tender than a flower. Flowers fall and wither soon after they bloom,
we can never say that we shall live until the next breath.
But if there is true adherence to the Self, it leads us to realize the highest goal through providing control over each breath.
There is nothing to proclaim beyond this, although each device is helpful in traversing a certain stretch
the path of spiritual perfection.
True adherence to the Self
glorious achievement and really helps a lot
while traversing upon
“Path of Self Realization”