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11. Saddharshanam- Change the channel

Verse 11

 அறிவுறுந் தன்னை யறியா தயலை

யறிவ தறியாமை யன்றி யறிவோ

வறிவயற் காதாரத் தன்னை யறிய

வறிவறி  யாமை யறும்

 பதம் பிரித்தல் 

அறிவு உறும் தன்னை அறியாது அயலை  

அறிவது அறியாமை அன்றி அறிவோ?

அறிவு அயற்கு ஆதாரத் தன்னை அறிய

அறிவு அறியாமை யறும்


बोद्धारमात्मानमजानतो यो 

बोधः स किं स्यात्परमाथर्बोधः। 

बोधस्य बोध्यस्य च संश्रयं स्वं

विजानतस्त ध्वितयं  विनश्येत् ॥ ११ ॥ 


boddhāram-ātmānam-ajānato yo

 bodhaḥ sa kiṃ syāt-paramārtha-bodhaḥ। 

bodhasya bodhyasya ca saṃśrayaṃ svaṃ 

vijānatas-tad-dvitayaṃ vinaśyet ॥ 11 ॥ 

  

     11.Change the channel

When the seer is one with the source, there is no duality

Guru is our dear resource with no partiality 


Thoughts and actions are under stormy weather

We struggle every day to align them all together


Three gunā occupies everything in this world

Habitual orientation makes us whirl around


Two projections are there from Maya

One is Āvaranā and the other is Vikśepa


Mayā covers the world with the Āvaranā power

Mayā continues to project the sun and flower


Mayā  covers Jīvā with the unconscious mind

Jīvā though covered, projects with desires that bind


At the collective level, we have to remove the Āvaranā 

At the individual level we have to remove the Vikśepa


Sun will continue to rise and set with cheering crowds

Moon will continue to run behind the beautiful clouds


Knowledge has to remove these superimpositions

Channel has to be changed to avoid these projections

Swamini Svatmavidyanandaji class 19 




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