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if you drink the salty sea water. But when a cloud comes and draws the water from the sea, it turns sweet, and then you can drink it.

Saraha says: Samadhi is like a cloud, meditative energy is like a cloud which turns your sexuality into higher realms, which turns your physical existence into nonphysical existence, which turns the salty, bitter experiences of the world into sweet, nectarlike experiences of nirvana. The samsara itself becomes nirvana if you can create the cloud that transforms it. That cloud Buddha has actually called dharmamegha samadhi, the samadhi of the cloud of the fundamental law dharmamegha samadhi.

You can create that cloud. That cloud is created by meditation. You go on intensely meditating, dropping thoughts, dropping desires, ambitions...by and by your consciousness is a burning fire - that cloud is there. Now you can transform anything through that fire; that fire transmutes, that fire is alchemical. Through meditation the lower becomes higher, the baser metal is turned into gold.

Like salt sea water that turns sweet When drunk up by the clouds, So a firm mind that works for others Turns the poison of sense-objects into nectar.

Two things: first, one has to create a cloud of meditation in one's being; and the second thing is compassion - one who works for others. Buddha insists on two things: meditation and compassion, pragyan and karuna. He says that sometimes it happens that a meditator can become too much selfish; then too something goes sour. Meditate, delight, but share the delight, go on sharing it. Don't hoard it, because once you start hoarding, ego starts arising. Never hoard anything. The moment you get it, give it, and you will be getting more and more and more. The more you give, the more you get. Then everything becomes nectar. Everything is nectar; we just have to know how to turn it, we have to know the alchemy. The last sutra: If ineffable, never is one unsatisfied, If unimaginable, it must be bliss itself.

Though from a cloud one fears the thunderclap, The crops ripen when from it pours the rain.

The ineffable... Saraha says: Don't ask me what it is - it is ineffable, it cannot be said. It cannot be expressed, no language exists which can express it. But it can be experienced. Look at my contentment! Look how satisfied I have become! You have known me before too, how restless I was, how unsatisfied with everything.

And all was available; I was your favorite, all was available to me, yet I was not satisfied. Now, look! I am standing in a cemetery ground, not even a roof over my head! And I don't live with kings and queens, I am living with this arrowsmith woman. But look into my eyes...how contented I am. Can't you see something ineffable has happened? Can't you feel my vibe? Are you so dull and dead that you need explanations?

If ineffable, never is one unsatisfied...

That is the only criterion whether a man has attained to truth or not: he will never be unsatisfied, his contentment is absolute. You cannot drag him out of his contentment, you cannot make him discontented; whatsoever happens, he remains the same, contented. Success or failure, life or death, friends or no friends, lovers