Cease being a prisoner of the body; using the secret key of Kriya, learn to escape into Spirit.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes transcending physical limitations through spiritual practices.
Lahiri Mahasaya's quote suggests that individuals often feel trapped by their physical existence, but through the practice of Kriya, a form of meditation, they can unlock their spiritual potential and experience a deeper connection with their true self. This escape into Spirit implies a journey toward enlightenment and inner freedom, transcending mundane concerns and realizing a higher state of consciousness.
In practice
During a spiritual retreat, this quote could remind participants to focus on inner peace rather than external distractions.
Prepare yourself for the coming astral journey of death by daily riding in the balloon of God-perception. Through delusion you are perceiving yourself as a bundle of flesh and bones, which at best is a nest of troubles. Meditate unceasingly, that you may quickly behold yourself as the Infinite Essence, free from every form of misery. Cease being a prisoner of the body; using the secret key of KRIYA, learn to escape into Spirit.
Always remember that you belong to no one, and no one belongs to you. Reflect that some day you will suddenly have to leave everything in this world - so make the acquaintanceship of God now.
Solve all your problems through meditation. Exchange unprofitable religious speculations for actual God-contact. Clear your mind of dogmatic theological debris; let in the fresh, healing waters of direct perception. Attune yourself to the active inner Guidance; the Divine Voice has the answer to every dilemma of life. Through man's ingenuity for getting himself into trouble appears to be endless, the Infinite Succor is no less resourceful.
But meanwhile time flies; it flies never to be regained.
It is just dawn, daylight: that gray and lonely suspension filled with the peaceful and tentative waking of birds. The air, inbreathed, is like spring water. He breathes deep and slow, feeling with each breath himself diffuse in the natural grayness, becoming one with loneliness and quiet that has never known fury or despair. "That was all I wanted," he thinks, in a quiet and slow amazement. "That was all, for thirty years. That didn't seem to be a whole lot to ask in thirty years.
Though dreams can be deceiving; like faces are to hearts, they serve for sweet relieving, when fantasy and reality lie too far apart.
Anger is the ego's way of cloaking fear to make what is frail seem formidable.
A person's a person, no matter how small.
Language is a virus from outer space.
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