Sant H.W.L Papa-ji
Sant H.W.L Poonjq
PEAKING about his master, H.W.L. Poonja said
“It does not make any difference whether he is alive or whether he is no more now, because it is not the form or the person that gives you satisfaction. For those who want to seek the path that he laid, it is always there. Keep quiet and find out who you are. Find the Source of the universe. This will give you satisfaction.”
H.W.L. Poonja was born on October 13, 1913 in the part of Punjab that now belongs to Pakistan. At the age of six he had his first direct experience of the Self. His mother, who was a devotee of God as Krishna, interpreted the blissful state her son was in, to be one of direct contact with her chosen deity. Thus, she encouraged him to also worship Krishna. Poonja followed this path for most of his life until 1944, when he met his master, Sri Ramana Maharshi.
Although the exact year and date of birth of Sri Ramdasji is unknown it has been estimated
Poonjaji was never fully satisfied with his mother’s encouragement to worship Krishna, though out of earnestness, he did so. He eventually travelled all across India in search of a more satisfying explanation of the experience he had as a child. He was simply in search of God. Poonja was by now a second lieutenant in the Army. He would enter various ashrams wearing his army boots and directly address himself to the principal teacher, asking, “Have you seen God?” He never felt satisfied with the answer he generally received, which stated: “We have grown long grey beards in search for God, and you think you can just walk in here and see Him?”
When Poonja met Ramana Maharshi, and asked him, “Have you seen God?”
Maharshi replied, “Anything that you see cannot be God. Whatever you see must be an object of your senses. God is not an object of your senses. God is the one through whom all things are seen, tasted, touched, heard and smelt, but He himself cannot be seen because He is the seer, not an object of sight.” This meeting with Ramana Maharshi ultimately led him to the profound state of awakening, Self-realisation.
Ramana Maharshi explained to Poonja that worshipping of God as Krishna, through the repetition of his name 50,000 times a day was a path which brought you somewhere, like a train or car, and once you arrived at your destination you left it behind. The same applies to spiritual practices, which dissolve once they have brought the practitioner to his goal. Poonja listened with all his heart to his master’s words. The silent gaze of Maharshi’s cleansing presence pervaded his whole body and mind. It is then that he recognised Himself and understood that this was the experience he had at the age of six. His spiritual quest had ended.
When the Maharshi told him, “I am with you wherever you are,” Poonjaji understood,
During a satsang in Lucknow many years later, he said:
“For me, nothing has ever existed; all is only an expansion of a thought. Even “I am” is an extended thought of that which brings that thought, and that power will never be caught – It is eternal. When one puts his own will on the pure will, then he limits it. What else, in fact, is expanded other than the Divine, preordained by the Divine? All what you see is imagination; just allow your thoughts to rise and flow out of you.”
After retirement, he led a more recluse and simple life, sharing his experience and knowledge of the Self with those who found their way to him. Poonja would pour out his love on the seekers who met him, and answer all of their questions with great passion and earnestness. He would take them on long, tireless walks into the surrounding hills of Rishikesh and Haridwar, where he cooked rice and dhal [legumes] with them along the banks of the Ganges. Through simple actions and words he constantly reminded them of their own Reality.
Speaking with a disciple named Kailas, Poonjaji said: “Human evolution has got nothing to do with Self-realisation. When you realise the Self you will know that there has never been any evolution, that there has never been any creation, that there are no Gods, no demons, no animals, and not even any people. All these things belong to the mind, to the ego. They are all ignorance. You think “I am so and so, he is so and so”. This is just ignorance. It is a cycle that has no ending. But once you have true realisation, you know that you were never born.
During the 1980s some of the Indian devotees gave him the name “Papaji”.
Many saw him as their spiritual father giving them boundless joy and love. At the request of devotees, he travelled to Europe, North America and South America until his health did not allow him further mobility. Since the early 1990s, he remained quite sedentary; first in Haridwar and then in Lucknow in Northern India. An informal community of devotees began to form itself around him in 1990. Unable to move about as easily as he had in the past, he invited people to spent time with him on a regular basis, in a house specially rented for this purpose. He called these meetings “satsang”, which literally means “association with Reality”.
During his last two years, Papaji answered less questions and mostly read from texts such as Yoga Vasishta, Ribhu Gita, Bhagavad Gita and the Heart Sutra, to name a few. Even more recently, he had practically stopped speaking and left it to his more musically inclined disciples to express their artistic abilities during meetings.
Sourse- inner quest
