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Layer by Layer – How to Gain Deeper Insights from the Bhagavad Gita
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Each time you read or hear the profound teachings of the Bhagavad Gita, you can discover new insights that you previously overlooked. Even though the teachings are the same, you have changed. Includes beautiful song about studying the Gita composed by Swami Tadatmananda.
0:00 Intro
8:52 Meaning of Song
19:12 Song: A Flute of Reed
After reading the Bhagavad Gita for the first time in the 1970's, when I read it again a year or so later, I understood so much more. And when I finally studied it in the original Sanskrit under my guru's guidance, I realized that whatever I had managed to glean from my previous study was just the tip of the iceberg. Even today, each time I study or teach the Bhagavad Gita, I find new insights.
Here's how it works. The first time you study the Bhagavad Gita, you understand it according to your current level of preparedness. But the next time you read it, your level of preparedness will have increased as a result of your prior study. So, you'll understand it more completely. And each time you read the Gita, you'll be able to penetrate a little more deeply into its profound wisdom. In this way, the Bhagavad Gita, like other scriptures, can be understood in layers. With each successive reading, you'll be able to understand another layer. And, because of the tremendous richness of the Gita's teachings, there are many layers waiting to be discovered.
A traditional metaphor compares this gradual process of discovery to walking in a dense forest at night, with only the light of a candle to illumine the path in front of you. The little candle flame reveals only a short distance, but when you take a step forward, it illumines a bit more. With that little flame, you can actually travel for miles because it only has to illumine what's right in front of you. This metaphor describes how you can progress on your path of spiritual growth. The path is quite long, and you might not be able to see the goal yet, but to proceed, you only have to see the very next step that's required.
A Flute of Reed by Swami Tadatmananda
A flute of reed you hold, Gopal, pressed gently to your lips.
Enlivened by your breath it sings beneath your fingertips.
And when you play upon your flute, enchanting tunes take flight.
Your soaring notes reverberate and fill us with delight.
Attracted by your song, I came to listen and be blessed.
And when you fixed your gaze on me, my heart leaped in my chest.
And then you thrust your flute at me, you placed it in my hands,
Directing me to play a tune composed as you command.
But I know not to play the flute, I haven't learned your song.
To place my lips and fingertips, all that I know is wrong.
I tried to sound a single note but not a peep emerged.
Embarrassed and ashamed I sat; your song remained unheard.
I felt disheartened, having failed, my head hung in dismay.
But then you lifted up my chin and urged me on to play.
You showed me how to place my lips and blow upon the flute.
You taught me how to play each note, no longer was I mute.
My heart was filled with cheer and joy but I rejoiced too soon,
For when I tried to play your song each note was out of tune.
At first my notes were harsh and shrill, to play like you, I yearned.
Each I day practiced what you taught, and what you taught, I learned.
Now when I play your wondrous songs the notes are pure and sweet.
All those who hear your melodies are blessed with peace complete.
It is your flute on which I play, the songs I sing, your own.
What music can I claim as mine when all is yours alone?
0:00 Intro
8:52 Meaning of Song
19:12 Song: A Flute of Reed
After reading the Bhagavad Gita for the first time in the 1970's, when I read it again a year or so later, I understood so much more. And when I finally studied it in the original Sanskrit under my guru's guidance, I realized that whatever I had managed to glean from my previous study was just the tip of the iceberg. Even today, each time I study or teach the Bhagavad Gita, I find new insights.
Here's how it works. The first time you study the Bhagavad Gita, you understand it according to your current level of preparedness. But the next time you read it, your level of preparedness will have increased as a result of your prior study. So, you'll understand it more completely. And each time you read the Gita, you'll be able to penetrate a little more deeply into its profound wisdom. In this way, the Bhagavad Gita, like other scriptures, can be understood in layers. With each successive reading, you'll be able to understand another layer. And, because of the tremendous richness of the Gita's teachings, there are many layers waiting to be discovered.
A traditional metaphor compares this gradual process of discovery to walking in a dense forest at night, with only the light of a candle to illumine the path in front of you. The little candle flame reveals only a short distance, but when you take a step forward, it illumines a bit more. With that little flame, you can actually travel for miles because it only has to illumine what's right in front of you. This metaphor describes how you can progress on your path of spiritual growth. The path is quite long, and you might not be able to see the goal yet, but to proceed, you only have to see the very next step that's required.
A Flute of Reed by Swami Tadatmananda
A flute of reed you hold, Gopal, pressed gently to your lips.
Enlivened by your breath it sings beneath your fingertips.
And when you play upon your flute, enchanting tunes take flight.
Your soaring notes reverberate and fill us with delight.
Attracted by your song, I came to listen and be blessed.
And when you fixed your gaze on me, my heart leaped in my chest.
And then you thrust your flute at me, you placed it in my hands,
Directing me to play a tune composed as you command.
But I know not to play the flute, I haven't learned your song.
To place my lips and fingertips, all that I know is wrong.
I tried to sound a single note but not a peep emerged.
Embarrassed and ashamed I sat; your song remained unheard.
I felt disheartened, having failed, my head hung in dismay.
But then you lifted up my chin and urged me on to play.
You showed me how to place my lips and blow upon the flute.
You taught me how to play each note, no longer was I mute.
My heart was filled with cheer and joy but I rejoiced too soon,
For when I tried to play your song each note was out of tune.
At first my notes were harsh and shrill, to play like you, I yearned.
Each I day practiced what you taught, and what you taught, I learned.
Now when I play your wondrous songs the notes are pure and sweet.
All those who hear your melodies are blessed with peace complete.
It is your flute on which I play, the songs I sing, your own.
What music can I claim as mine when all is yours alone?
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