Why I Continue to Strive to #FINDHARISIMRAN
Friday, January 9, 2015 at 01:25PM
Mary Note Law

Photo courtesy of www.findharisimran.com. Used with Permission. And Love.

On Monday, I attended, via Livestream, the funeral of a beautiful young man- one whom I'd never met in person- named Hari Simran Singh Khalsa. That day was preceded by a week that began with desperate searching. Hari Simran, an American Sikh, Social Activist, Environmentalist, Yoga Teacher and so much more, had taken the morning of December 30 off from attending the SpiritVoyage Sat Nam Fest retreat in Mexico. The mountains were calling him, and he was off to commune with nature. Two days later, I saw a Facebook post by a mutual friend of ours; it was titled, "#FINDHARISIMRAN." I saw the image of a joyous face bathed in Rays of Light, pointing between the mountain peaks. It was a selfie he'd taken with a message to his wife, "I'm looking down on you." As my eyes fell upon his image, I felt my heart open in a huge burst. I don't know whether it was the joyous look on his face or if I felt his beautiful energy, but I felt myself expand into a great wave of Love. And then I read my friend's post, stating that his last text indicated he'd lost his way and would be late; "save me some lunch if you can." Hours went by; calls went unanswered, and concern had crept in. I saw the post two days after Hari Simran had ceased all communication. I stopped what I was doing and joined in prayer with the growing worldwide community of friends and family, and friends and family of friends and family, and friends and family of those friends and family...

Around the world, people rallied their support through prayer, sacred chanting (a form of prayer), financial contributions (rescue operations costing tens of thousands of dollars) and spreading the word. While I sat at home, praying in NJ, friends, family, and complete strangers gathered in Mexico to join in the search and rescue efforts. Many of us called the US Embasy in Mexico asking for help with the rescue efforts (despite laws requiring that a person be missing 72 hours-- 3 DAYS!!!-- before any government intervention occur). An organization dedicated to finding peaceful applications for devices designed for war sent camera drones through the steep, rocky mountains in search of Hari Simran. On the third day of searching, retreaters were joined by 150 Mexican police officers with 40 search and rescue dogs. Helicopters flew overhead. Hundreds of people searched; thousands more held them all in prayer. One man, one young wife, one pair of parents, one BeLoved Community, were held and wrapped in Love and prayer by one worlwide human family. And on the fourth day, the body of Hari Simran Singh Khalsa was found. He appeared to have struck his head on rocks while trying to descend a steep slope. It is believed that his passing was instataneous.

As I prayed for Hari Simran's safe return home, he had already safely returned HOME. Perhaps the tremendous Love I felt when I saw his photo was the Love that I was receiving from him. I know one thing with absolute certainty: That Hari Simran's Soul called him home. I firmly believe that any situation that is wrapped in so much purity of heart and prayerful devotion can have nothing but the perfect outcome. He was BeLoved by his community, a community of people dedicated to a peaceful, prayerful, Love-Based way of life. These people, and through them a worldwide community, were praying ceaselessly for him. I, like everyone else in this Worldwide Web of Love, desperately wanted the answer to our prayers to be the one with the Storybook Ending. But in prayer, there is also surrender. There is, even when reluctantly given, a trusting and knowing that the Divine, and the Divine expressed as each individuated Soul, is bringing forth the highest good, the highest purpose, of that Soul. In Hari Simran's case, that highest good seemed to be for his Soul to return home.

And his community, rather than feeling betrayed by God or cheated by death, saw the Miracles in his passing and claimed them as the gifts in their time of sorrow, and as the meaning behind the loss of life with Hari Simran as they'd known it. They celebrated the Miracle of the world coming together over their BeLoved Brother, Son, Husband. They celebrated that thousands of people like me who had never met him in person felt his Love and responded with more Love. At his funeral, his sweet, brave, beautiful wife remarked upon how much Good it seemed that her husband still had left to do in this world. But then, she pointed out, that as much good as he himself would have done, how much even more good would now occur in the world, as people inspired by Hari Simran would take up his mantle and do good acts in his name, through his inspiration. I think of it as the Hari Simran Effect.

During the funeral, many beautiful stories were shared about this really remarkable man-- a young man who demontrated time and again that he was very aware of the Old Soul of his Being. And one speaker, Krishna Kaur, recounted something that Hari Simran's mother had shared with her earlier that day. It was that #findharisimran, the Hashtag Heard Round the World, was the perfect expression of her son's purpose. You see, she explained, Hari means God. And Simran means the flow of Joy and Peace in meditation. So #findharisimran is a Loving reminder to find God in our own inner flow of Joy and Peace in meditation. What a beautiful message, gift, and legacy from this Beautiful Old Soul to those who feel the quickening of Love when our awareness bumps up against him, who will do our best to #FIndHariSimran, and who will use this gift to guide us in our own quests to ignite Love amongst our brothers and sisters the world over.

I have been practicing meditation in one way or another since I was nine years old. Through it I've discovered a pathway to anchor my awareness in the Love of the Divine. And there have been times, exquisite, expansive moments, in which I feel that I #FindHariSimran. And yet I know that the Love of God is ever-expansive, as is my ability to allow myself to perceive this Love. I continue to strive to #FindHariSimran because the opportunity to feel the Love of the Divine, to Find God Within, is constant, and that Love is ever-increasing in depth and beauty. This is a lifelong quest, and I'm grateful to have discovered the Love of Hari Simran Singh Khalsa as a Guide upon this Incredible Journey. To Hari Simran; his wife Ad Purkh Kaur Khalsa; his parents Guru Soorya Kaur and Sat Jugat Singh; his friend Krishna Kaur; our mutual friends Ramdesh Kaur and Harnam Singh, and this entire BeLoved Community, I give my thanks, and my promise, to keep his Flame bright in my heart, that I may Light the world more brightly because of him. I Lovingly invite you to consider doing the same. Sat Nam.

To learn more about Hari Simran Singh Khalsa, visit www.findharisimran.com

 

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