After the memorial service for our dear son, brother, husband, and friend Hari Simran Singh Khalsa, I kept going back to MSS Krishna Kaur’s talk about the meaning of FindHariSimran. So I spent the morning today going over and over the video and transcribing her words, so as to internalize and truly understand them. This is what she said:
Wahe Guru ji ka Khalsa, Wahe Guru ji ki Fateh.
It’s a beautiful time to be together. Last time I sat here, I was bringing together Ad Purkh Kaur and Hari Simran in marriage. It was a beautiful gathering and time for all of us to celebrate the union of two beautiful souls into one.
When I think of Hari Simran, I see a very peaceful warrior, and I think of him like that. He was kind, and gentle, but a warrior. He was brave and undaunting in his pursuit of justice. He without any hesitation would stand before any group, any crowd, whether the sit-ins in Wall Street that he was active in a couple of years ago, organizing and speaking and training people on how to think, or whether it was with the Sikh Coalition or other places around the world where he stood up, and proudly said, the last time he was on the phone call with us, that he had been trained to be able to facilitate these kinds of discussions of justice and injustice, and diversity and righteousness.
So we have a gentle, sweet, giant that finished his time here, to much of us, too soon. But as we know, the Guru is always on time. It takes a moment to think about it. I know that throughout this journey of those few days when he was missing, and the energy going back and forth, with Mexico, and those of us who were on the line trying to help facilitate some parts of it, when I heard the news that he had actually been found and that he was no longer alive, I kept asking, and just yelling at God, and saying “What does this mean? What does this mean?” And for a long time, I’ve been looking for understanding what does this mean? Because I know when a great soul leaves, something shifts on the earth, something shifts on the planet. And the response of FindHariSimran was so massive, it was like, (whooshing sound), fast, it just went like wild fire, all over, people caught it. It was not just the sound of FindHariSimran, but it was the energy, the love, the passion, the feeling behind it, that was just so massive that people who didn’t even know him were getting involved (chuckles). That is the beauty of HariSimran.
And talking to his mom today, I think I really figured out for myself, what it all means. She brought the idea that Find Hari. Find God. Find the Divine. Simran, and find that flow of meditative joy and peace. Find Hari Simran. Almost as a mantra that was resounding all over the world. Find Hari Simran. And if we can all Find Hari Simran, not just as a beautiful soul that held that frequency, but also for the message that his life carried, every day and every moment. So we know that, kindness doesn’t mean weakness; gentleness is also strength; compassion is courage; and devotion is a steadfast living your belief, living your commitment, living who you are every day, every moment, in every hour, and that’s what Hari Simran means to me.
And I just want to say to Ad Purkh Kaur, you know, God bless you my dear beloved one. Don’t hesitate to allow yourself to grieve and allow yourself to go through the process of letting go. Your strength is not diminished by that. You are a beautiful strong sister and you have all of us here to support you, so just know that.
There was a memorial in Los Angeles, and the hukam, they asked me to read, was one that had us all a little bit, whoa, that’s just, that’s a different hukam, we haven’t heard that kind of hukam in awhile (laughing). You were there (nodding to someone in the sangat), you know, right? I’ll just share it with you, this English, it’s from NamDev.
“Come thou, oh beautifully-haired God, the conjurer wearing the dress of a saint. Pause.
Thou art the Lord who wears the hat of firmament over thy head, and who has seven underworlds as thy slippers. All the skin-wearers are thy mansions. In this way thou looks beauteous, oh Cherisher of the world. The fifth, sixth myriads of clouds is thine gown, and sixteen thousand queens are thine trousers. The 18 loads of vegetation is thy club, and the whole world is thy salver. Human body is the mosque, the mind the priest who tranquilly says the prayers. With Lady Lakshmi thy marriage is solemnized, and through her, oh Formless Lord, thou seemest to possess form. While I was performing thy love worship, thou hadst my symbols snatched, to whom should I complain?
Nama’s Lord, the Searcher of hearts, though countryless, is walking around everywhere.”
Wahe Guru ji ka Khalsa, Wahe Guru ji ki Fateh.
I hope you find this helpful.
Addendum: If you’d like to hear her specific talk during the memorial for yourself, and I highly recommend it, because her inflections, her love, and her passion just shine through her voice so deeply, it begins at 1:10 in the video.
Addendum 2: The lovely people at 3HO Foundation have made clips out of several of the sections of the ceremony. Here is MSS Krishna Kaur.