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Learn about the main principle of Lord Mahavir

When the mind is attached, it clings to things, the world. But when he becomes a recluse, he starts leaving them only. Renunciation is not detachment from attachment. With the release of our connection with the one whom we are leaving from within, there should not be any hope or yearning left inside us. The one who talks to them beyond, for whom both attachment and detachment become a thing of the past. One who has not only endured cold and heat, but also all kinds of adversities and adversities, whose life is full of equanimity, abstinence, celibacy, incorruption and truth. Any living being like this is Mahavira.
Born in the Nath dynasty, the primary religion of the 24th Tirthankara of Jainism was humanity. The whole world will become peaceful, if we start following a small formula of Mahavir with a true heart that- all the small and big creatures of the world are like us, they are the form of our soul. Acharya Tulsi says that if a feeling of opposition, disregard, disrespect or resentment arises for a person living in the world of behavior, it is friendship to apologize and forgive him, but the friendship of a person who has risen above the ground of behavior is towards any one. It doesn’t happen. Its ideal is the realization of the equality of all beings in the world. What remains when the world is released, that is the essence of Asar.
The one who knows the difference between this essence and the Asar, the one who goes beyond all these lines of enemy, friend, own, stranger, he becomes Mahavir by becoming duality. There is only one formula to include Mahavir in oneself – immersion of ‘I’. ‘I’ is the realization of the body. The body is the boundary where the boundaries of attachment and detachment come face to face. There is a constant struggle between me and mine. When it is realized that this body is a drop of the wave of that great Sindhu, then the mind becomes the ocean. The banks of attachment and attachment get drowned and the element of non-attachment blossoms. The divine created from the soul trembles, form does not please him, ugliness does not scare him. Life does not bind him, death does not free him.

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