Finding your infinite…
Shoonaya
Sakhi
When Guru Har Rai Ji was a young boy, he was walking through the magnificent gardens of Kiratpur Sahib. The garden was renowned for its exquisite, rare flowers, which the young Guru loved dearly.
He was wearing a traditional, heavy chola (robe) that swept the ground as he walked. Lost in his thoughts, he hurried along a narrow path. As he rushed past a bush, the heavy fabric of his robe caught the stem of a beautiful, blooming flower. The stem snapped, and the flower fell to the dust, broken.
Young Har Rai looked down at the ruined flower and burst into tears. He sat in the dirt, weeping inconsolably over the harm he had caused.
His grandfather, Guru Hargobind Sahib Ji (the sixth Guru), heard the crying and approached. Seeing the broken flower, the elder Guru wiped the boy's tears and imparted a profound teaching.
'My son,' Guru Hargobind said gently, 'it is a good thing to wear a large, majestic robe. But when one wears a large robe, one must walk very carefully in this world, so as not to break or crush that which is delicate.'
Guru Har Rai took this lesson to the core of his being. For the rest of his life, despite maintaining an army of 2,200 warriors, he never initiated a battle. He opened free hospitals for the sick and wildlife sanctuaries for injured animals, embodying the supreme gentleness of a soul that walks carefully through the garden of creation.
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