Where should I go? My home is filled with bliss.
Sikh
Bhagat Ramanand Ji
Bhagat Ramanand Ji was a revered medieval Bhakti saint-poet whose single luminous hymn graces the Guru Granth Sahib. A pioneer of devotion open to all, he taught that the all-pervading Divine dwells within every heart.
Bhagat Ramanand Ji, also lovingly remembered as Swami Ramananda, stands among the radiant saint-poets of the Bhakti movement whose voice was gathered into the Sri Guru Granth Sahib, the eternal Guru of the Sikhs. Born around the turn of the fourteenth into the fifteenth century in the sacred confluence-city of Prayag (Allahabad), he spent the greater part of his life in Kashi (Varanasi), the ancient seat of learning along the Ganga. Raised in a devout Brahmin household and spiritually awakened from childhood, he received early instruction from the teacher Raghavanand and steeped himself in the contemplative traditions of Vedanta and Vaishnava devotion before emerging as one of the most beloved spiritual guides of his age. Ramanand Ji is honored as a great bridge between the flowering of devotion in the south of India and its blossoming across the north. He carried the warmth of loving devotion (bhakti) into the Gangetic heartland and gave it a new and tender accessibility. Where learned discourse had long been confined to Sanskrit, he chose to sing and teach in the vernacular tongue of ordinary people, so that the nectar of the Divine Name might reach the farmer, the weaver, the cobbler, and the householder alike. This simple, generous choice opened the doors of the spiritual path to countless seekers who had never imagined such grace within their reach. At the heart of his teaching shone a luminous conviction: that the One Divine, ever-present and all-pervading, is to be found not in distant shrines or elaborate rites but within the living temple of one's own heart. He gently turned seekers away from mere outward ceremony and toward the inward remembrance of the Beloved. Austerity without realization, he taught, is empty; but the heart that truly knows the indwelling Lord needs to wander nowhere, for the sacred is everywhere. This message of inner devotion, of the nearness and intimacy of the Divine, became the keynote of his life and the gift he left to all who came after him. This very teaching glows in the single hymn of Bhagat Ramanand Ji preserved on Ang 1195 of the Guru Granth Sahib, set in the springtime measure of Raag Basant. In it he describes how his mind, once eager to set out for the temple with flowers and offerings, was stilled by a deeper understanding: that the Guru's wisdom had revealed the Divine present within himself and within all creation. Having found the Lord seated in his own heart, there remained nowhere left to go. With this realization, the restlessness of pilgrimage dissolved into the peace of inner communion, and the sacred syllable of the Divine Name became his abiding refuge. That this composition was lovingly gathered by Guru Arjan Dev Ji into the Adi Granth speaks to the universality and beauty of his vision, which the Sikh Gurus recognized as harmonious with the message of Oneness at the heart of their own revelation. Ramanand Ji is remembered with deep affection as a teacher whose compassion embraced all people without distinction. His circle of devoted disciples is celebrated across traditions, and among those whose own inspired words are enshrined in the Guru Granth Sahib are saints revered to this day for their devotion. Through this fellowship of seekers, the spirit of his teaching flowed outward like a river feeding many fields, nourishing generations of poets, mystics, and humble devotees who carried his song of the indwelling Divine far beyond his own lifetime. To this day Bhagat Ramanand Ji is honored as a pioneer of devotional life and a founder of an enduring spiritual lineage. Yet his most cherished legacy is not institutional but intimate: the assurance, sung in his own gentle words within the Guru's court, that the Divine is never far, that no journey is required to reach the One who already dwells within, and that the heart turned in loving remembrance has already arrived home. In the daily recitation of Sikhs around the world, his voice continues to rise, a timeless reminder that the sacred lives within us, ever near, ever present, ever ours to discover.
Wisdom
My consciousness does not go out wandering. My mind has become crippled. ||1||Pause
I ground up sandalwood, along with several fragrant oils.
I went to God's place, and worshipped Him there.
That God showed me the Guru, within my own mind.
You are totally pervading and permeating in all.
I have searched through all the Vedas and the Puraanas.
I would go there, only if the Lord were not here.
I am a sacrifice to You, O my True Guru.
You have cut through all my confusion and doubt.
Raamaanand's Lord and Master is the All-pervading Lord God.
The Word of the Guru's Shabad eradicates the karma of millions of past actions. ||3