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The spiritual head of Sadhu Vaswani Mission in Pune, Dada J P Vaswani was born on August 2, 1918, at Hyderabad-Sind. Being a brilliant student, he was given a number of double promotions and thus passed the the B.S. examination when just seventeen. A masters degree and fellowship at a leading college followed and Dada seemed poised at the threshold of a brilliant academic or civil services career. It was at this stage that he gave it all up and decided to follow his uncle and guru, Sadhu T.L. Vaswani, a mystic and philosopher on the spiritual path. Reaching out to people with a message of spirituality became his life mission. As editor of Excelsior magazine, he was initially met with opposition as not everyone related to the spiritual dimension. Still, he took it upon himself to write, proof read, print, get advertisements, package and post the magazine all by himself. The publications popularity grew to the extent that it surpassed the circulation of the leading daily newspaper, The Sind Observer. Ask Dada J P Vaswani |  |
In the distant past, Sadhus did not carry anything. Later, they found that they must carry something. The simplest and the most useful thing they could think of was the kamandal. There are some Sadhus who don’t carry a kamandal: they carry a haversack around one of their shoulders.
Current civilization is a man-made civilization of wars and violence, hatred and strife. It is already crumbling beneath the burden of its own weight. A new civilization is to be born. It will be built by the woman-soul. Then the tables will turn. We shall have more devis than devas.
Dear Akilesh may not be interested in formal studies, but he must be interested in something. Find out the object of his interest and let him be proficient in it. Let the child grow in his own way. There is a man who did not—could not—take interest in the study of books. He was interested in carpentry. He grew to be a good furniture merchant. Every child comes bringing his own destiny. We should help him to work out his destiny.
I would say that there is no death.
Death belongs to the body. That which is born must die. We are not the bodies that we wear. The body is only a garment. The garment drops down: we move on.
Death is very much like the sunset. It is only an appearance. When the sun sets here, it rises elsewhere. In reality, the sun never sets.
Likewise death is only an illusion, an appearance.
For what is death here is birth elsewhere for life is endless.
Meditation begins with concentration. To develop concentration, one way is to take up an idea, a thought, a mantra, a word, a name (of God) and repeat it over and over again. Once you have learnt concentration, it will be easy for you to meditate.
To grow in spiritual life, whatever you do, offer it to the Lord. Let the thought of God be in the background of your consciousness all the time. Therefore learn to love God. God and God alone. Clasp God to your heart and let your hands be busy helping someone in need.
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