My God-Hunger-Cry - by Sri Chinmoy

In October of 2005, Sri Chinmoy began a series of prayer-poems entitled My God-Hunger-Cry. We are delighted to feature them here and hope they bring you joy and inspiration.
Achieving Overall Purification
A mantric exercise...
If you want to achieve overall purification of your nature, then japa can be most effective if you do it in a systematic way, step by step. On the first day repeat Aum or "Supreme" or whatever mantra your Master has given you five hundred times. The next day repeat it six hundred times; the day after that, seven hundred; and so on, until you reach twelve hundred at the end of one week. Then begin descending each day until you reach five hundred again. In this way you can climb up the tree and climb down the tree.
Please continue this exercise, week by week, for a month. Whether you want to change your name or not, the world will give you a new name: purity. While you are doing japa, if you make a mistake and lose track of the number, no harm. Just continue with some likely number. The purpose of counting is to separate your consciousness from other things. When you count, you will not be thinking of someone else or something else. While you are counting, you should try to enter into the world of silence which is deep inside the mantra. Then you will not have to count at all. Your consciousness will be focused on what you are repeating and you will begin to feel that you are meditating only on the inner significance of the mantra.
In most cases it is best to chant a mantra aloud. But after doing this for a few minutes, if you can feel that there is somebody inside-your inner being-who is repeating the mantra on your behalf, then you do not have to chant out loud. In the silence of your heart your inner being will do japa on your behalf.
Japa should be done in the morning or during the day, not just before going to bed. If japa is done when the body is tired and wants to enter into the world of sleep, the mind will just become agitated and lose its one-pointed concentration. You will only be working the mind mechanically, and you will derive no benefit. If japa is not done sincerely and soulfully, it is useless. So it should be done only one hundred, two hundred or at most three hundred times before going to bed. If you meditate before going to bed, you will invoke peace, light and bliss, but if you do japa five hundred to twelve hundred times before going to bed, you will invoke power and energy, and you will not be able to sleep.
Often when you complete your japa, you will hear the mantra being repeated inside your heart. Your mouth is not saying it, but your inner being has started repeating the mantra spontaneously.
The Essence of AUM
Aum is a single, indivisible sound; it is the vibration of the Supreme. Aum is the seed-sound of the universe, for with this sound God set into motion the first vibration of His creation. The most powerful of all mantras is Aum; Aum is the mother of all mantras. At every second God is creating Himself anew inside Aum. Without birth is Aum, without death is Aum. Nothing else but Aum existed, exists and will forever exist.
Aum is a single Sanskrit character represented in English by three letters, but pronounced as one syllable. The syllable Aum is indivisible, but each portion of it represents a different aspect of the Supreme. The 'A' represents and embodies the consciousness of God the Creator, the 'U' embodies the consciousness of God the Preserver and the 'M' embodies the consciousness of God the Transformer. Taken together, Aum is the spontaneous cosmic rhythm with which God embraces the universe.
The sound of Aum is unique. Generally we hear a sound when two things are struck together. But Aum needs no such action. It is anahata, or unstruck; it is the soundless sound. A Yogi or spiritual Master can hear Aum self-generated in the inmost recesses of his heart.
There are many ways to chant Aum. When you chant it loudly, you feel the omnipotence of the Supreme. When you chant it softly, you feel the delight of the Supreme. When you chant it silently, you feel the peace of the Supreme.
The universal Aum put forth by the Supreme is an infinite ocean. The individual Aum chanted by man is a drop in that ocean, but it cannot be separated from the ocean, and it can claim the infinite ocean as its very own. When man chants Aum, he touches and calls forth the cosmic vibration of the supreme Sound. It is best to chant Aum out loud, so its sound can vibrate even in your physical ears and permeate your entire body. This will convince your outer mind and give you a greater sense of joy and achievement. When chanting out loud, the 'M' sound should last at least three times as long as the 'AU' sound.
No matter how grave a person's mistakes, if he chants Aum many times from the inmost depths of his heart, the omnipotent Compassion of the Supreme will forgive him. In the twinkling of an eye the power of Aum transforms darkness into light, ignorance into knowledge and death into Immortality.
Aum has infinite power; just by repeating Aum one can realise God. Everything that God has and everything that God is, within and without, Aum can offer, because Aum is at once the life, the body and the breath of God.
You said we can increase our purity by repeating Aum five hundred times a day. But for me to repeat Aum five hundred times a day is very difficult. Can you advise me what to do?
If it is difficult for you to do it at one stretch, then you can do it in segments. At ten different times you can repeat it only fifty times. Say that during the day you want to drink ten glasses of water. If you try to drink all ten glasses of water at once, you will not be able to do it. So you drink one glass now and after an interval of an hour or two another glass. Then easily you can drink ten glasses of water. Instead of chanting Aum five hundred times all at once, early in the morning you can repeat it Fifty times. Then, in an hour's time, do another fifty. Each hour if you repeat Aum fifty times, it won't take you more than a minute or two each time. Since you can easily offer two minutes in an hour to God, you can do your chanting in this way.
The Inner Sound
During meditation sometimes seekers hear the sound of Aum, although they have not said it out loud and nobody in the room has chanted it out loud. This means that inwardly somebody has chanted Aum or is chanting it, and the meditation room has preserved the sound.
Chanting a mantra can be done while you are driving or walking along the street or standing in a public place. If you silently chant while walking along the street, you are not withdrawing; only you are trying to protect yourself from the unaspiring world. You are increasing your inner strength and inner capacity. Then, when you are inwardly strong, you will no longer have to chant; you can just move around and not be disturbed.
Any method of spiritual discipline will have two inevitable and inseparable wings: absolute patience and firm resolution.
If you are trying to maintain a high consciousness when you are in a public place, it may be difficult for you to go deep within and bring peace to the fore. But even when you are surrounded by the noise and bustle of the outer world, you can easily bring forward a louder sound. This louder sound is not a destructive sound but one that contains indomitable power. It gives you a feeling of how potentially great and divine you are. If you can bring to the fore the divine inner sound, which comes from your heart, or if you can enter into that inner sound, then you will see that the outer noise of the world is no match for it. To your surprise, you will see that the sounds which disturbed you one minute ago will not bother you anymore. On the contrary, you will get a sense of achievement because instead of hearing noise you will hear divine music that is produced by your inner being.
Avian and Other Experiences
I live in a small annex of our rented Centre building in Auckland – above me a tin roof with a window through which I can see the passing clouds and sky.
Recently, a noisy and garrulous band of seagulls have been landing every morning around 6am on my roof and creating a tremendous uproar – squabbling, screeching, pecking, clattering. Meditating in close proximity to a bunch of ill-tempered sea birds is not an easy task, but I have been smiling to myself as I remember quite a few other amusing incidents where our powers of concentration have been sorely tested.
Once I booked a room at a gymnasium for a workshop on meditation – an eight hour round trip drive from Auckland to a small North Island town. Shortly after my course began the local basketball team invaded the gym – I was yelling "now breathe in peace" while whistles blew, basketballs slammed against the wall and the thunder of large running feet filled the room. As though that wasn't enough, shortly afterwards a Polynesian drumming troupe arrived next door and a cacophony of drums, relentless and overwhelming, assailed our senses. There we were, twenty adults in a meditation class from hell, while the entire gymnasium vibrated and shook to the sound of Pacific Island drummers and the Taupo Titans basketball game raged all around us.
On another occasion in Wellington, mid way through a guided meditation at a public course the tranquility of our room was suddenly disturbed by what sounded suspiciously like groans and moaning noises from the floor below us. Slowly the groans grew in intensity and volume – a dreadful wailing noise now filled the room. Was a murder taking place? The awful sounds rose in crescendo and now we could hear many voices screaming in unison; like something from the Great Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Abandoning any pretense at meditation, several of us sprang from our chairs and rushed downstairs to help – but there in the offending room we came across the cause of all the noise. It was a Primal Scream therapy workshop.
Shardul once narrated a funny experience of his. In a small New Zealand town he was setting up a hired room prior to an introductory morning workshop. There was a large inconveniently placed piano in one part of the room and he began pushing it to the back of the room. The carpet began to bunch under the wheels and prevent it's further movement so he braced himself then gave a mighty heave. The great colossus slowly tilted over and crashed on it's back onto the ground, with one thunderous and massive chord reverberating around the room. There it lay huge and immovable in the very centre of the small classroom, the sound of that large great discordance still ringing in Shardul's ears.
Unable to move the stricken monster, Shardul placed the chairs around this interesting centrepiece and later gave his class, the overturned piano a bizarre and mesmerising distraction as it lay on it's back amongst the seekers – incongruous as a dead cow. Later with the help of a local rugby team it was reinstated to it's rightful place and the incident was quietly forgotten.
As I remember these things, the gulls are back again, squabbling among themselves and clumsy as puppies up there on my roof.
I feel a poem coming on...
GULLS
They came again this dawn
an avian rabble, beaked brutes
clambering over my tin roof like a break–in,
clumsy intruders poised
to storm through my skylight window,
banging open seashells
in a fusillade of clatter,
shrieking in querulous dispute
over scraps hauled from the city tip,
plumage soiled by the grime of plunder.
No longer sea–birds, you lot,
but city slickers, glutted on garbage,
forsaking the tedium of oceans
for the bedlam of the county dump
motherlode of scraps,
easy pickings for a street smart gull
idling away the afternoons on my roof,
feathers afluff and dozing in the sun –
lazy as sin,
visiting the coasts only on weekends
shamed by your dumb cousins
the albatross and petrel,
exiles traveling the lonely places
drifting across those endless, empty spaces,
wandering alone the deserts of the seas
on calm, unmoving wings.
– Jogyata.
My God-Hunger-Cry - by Sri Chinmoy

In October of 2005, Sri Chinmoy began a series of prayer-poems entitled My God-Hunger-Cry. We are delighted to feature them here and hope they bring you joy and inspiration.
My God-Hunger-Cry - by Sri Chinmoy

In October of 2005, Sri Chinmoy began a series of prayer-poems entitled My God-Hunger-Cry. We are delighted to feature them here and hope they bring you joy and inspiration.
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