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Als een stofdeeltje<\/h1>\nI want to be smaller, <\/b>
\nIk zou kleiner willen zijn,
\nLike a dust particle<\/b>
\nzo klein als een stofdeeltje
\nWhich moves with the wind.<\/b>
\ndat zich met de wind voortbeweegt.
\nIt goes everywhere. <\/b>
\nHet kan overal heen.
\nCan go <\/b>
\nHet kan zelfs
\nSit on the head of a king, <\/b>
\nop het hoofd van een koning gaan zitten,
\nOr can go <\/b>
\nof het kan
\nAnd fall at the feet of someone. <\/b>
\naan de voeten van iemand vallen.
\nAnd it can go <\/b>
\nEn het kan
\nAnd sit everywhere. <\/b>
\noveral naartoe.
\nBut I want to be a particle of dust <\/b>
\nMaar ik wil een stofdeeltje zijn
\nThat is fragrant, <\/b>
\ndat geurt,
\nThat is nourishing, <\/b>
\ndat voedt,
\nThat is enlightening. <\/b>
\ndat verlichting brengt.\n

Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi,<\/strong>
\ngeschreven op zevenjarige leeftijd<\/strong> en zoals door haar verteld in Dhulia, India, 14 januari 1983.<\/strong><\/h4>\n\t

Aan mijn bloemenkinderen<\/h1>\nYou are angry with life <\/b>
\nJullie zijn boos op het leven,
\nLike small children <\/b>
\nzoals kleine kinderen
\nWhose Mother is lost in darkness <\/b>
\nwiens moeder is zoekgeraakt in de duisternis.
\nYou sulk expressing despair <\/b>
\nJe boze buien zijn de uitdrukking van wanhoop
\nAt the fruitless end of your journey <\/b>
\ntijdens het vruchteloze einde van je reis.
\nYou wear ugliness to discover beauty <\/b>
\nJe kleedt je in lelijkheid om schoonheid te ontdekken,
\nYou name everything false in the name of truth <\/b>
\nje noemt alles vals in de naam van de waarheid,
\nYou drain out emotions to fill the cup of love <\/b>
\nje put je emoties uit om de beker van de liefde te vullen.
\nMy sweet children, my darling <\/b>
\nMijn lieve kinderen, mijn schatten,
\nHow can you get peace by waging war with yourself, <\/b>
\nhoe kun je tot vrede komen door oorlog te voeren
\nWith your being, with joy itself? <\/b>
\nmet jezelf, met je eigen wezen, met de vreugde zelf?
\nEnough are your efforts of renunciation <\/b>
\nHet is genoeg geweest met je pogingen om
\nThe artificial mask of consolation <\/b>
\nhet kunstmatige masker van vertroosting te verzaken.
\nNow rest in the petals of the lotus flower <\/b>
\nKom nu tot rust in de bloembladen van de lotus,
\nIn the lap of your gracious Mother <\/b>
\nin de schoot van je genadige Moeder.
\nI will adorn your life with beautiful blossoms<\/b>
\nIk zal je leven tooien met mooie bloesems
\nAnd fill your moments with joyful fragrance<\/b>
\nen je gelegenheden vullen met vreugdevolle geuren.
\nI will anoint your head with divine love<\/b>
\nIk zal je hoofd zalven met goddelijke liefde,
\nFor I cannot bear your torture anymore.<\/b>
\nwant ik kan je kwelling niet langer meer aanzien.
\nLet me engulf you in the ocean of joy<\/b>
\nLaat mij je onderdompelen in de oceaan van vreugde
\nSo you lose your being in the greater one<\/b>
\nzodat je je wezen verliest in de Allerhoogste
\nWho is smiling in your calyx of Self<\/b>
\ndie glimlacht in je kelk van het Zelf,
\nSecretly hidden to tease you all the while<\/b>
\nheimelijk verborgen om je telkens weer te plagen.
\nBe aware and you will find Him<\/b>
\nWees ervan bewust en je zult Hem vinden
\nVibrating your every fibre with blissful joy<\/b>
\ndie elk van je vezels met zalige vreugde vibreert
\nCovering the whole universe with light.<\/b>
\nen zo licht uitspreidt over het hele universum.\n

Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi, aan de zoekers in de VS tijdens haar eerste reis daarheen in 1972.<\/h4>\n\t

Ik zie een berg<\/h1>\nI see a mountain from my window<\/b>
\nVanuit mijn raam zie ik een berg
\nStanding like an ancient sage<\/b>
\ndie daar staat als een aloude wijze,
\nDesireless, full of love.<\/b>
\nzonder verlangens en vol van liefde.
\nSo many trees and so many flowers<\/b>
\nEr zijn zoveel bomen en zoveel bloemen
\nThey plunder the mountain all the time.<\/b>
\nen de berg wordt aldoor geplunderd.
\nIts attention is not disturbed<\/b>
\nZijn aandacht wordt niet verstoord
\nAnd when the rain pours like<\/b>
\nen als de stortregen neerkomt,
\nMany pitchers of clouds bursting<\/b>
\nalsof de wolken uiteenbarsten
\nAnd it fills the mountain with greenery<\/b>,
\nen de berg wordt bekleed met groen loof,
\nThe storm may come soaring,<\/b>
\ndan mag de storm eraan komen,
\nFilling the lake with compassion<\/b>
\nom het meer te vullen met mededogen
\nAnd the rivers flow running down<\/b>
\nen de rivieren vloeien neerwaarts
\nTowards the calling sea.<\/b>
\nnaar de roep van de zee.
\nThe sun will create clouds and<\/b>
\nDe zon zal wolken doen ontstaan
\nWind carries on its feathery wings<\/b>
\nen de wind draagt op zijn bevederde vleugels
\nThe rain on to the mountain.<\/b>
\nde regen naar de berg.
\nThis is the eternal play<\/b>
\nDit is het eeuwige spel
\nThe mountain sees without desires.<\/b>
\ndat de berg zonder enig verlangen aanschouwt.\n

Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi, 2002.<\/h4>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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