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8. Saddharshan - Prayerful Attitude

Verse 8.

எப்பெயரிட் டெவ்வுருவி லேத்தினுமார் பேருருவி 

லப்பொருளைக்  காண்வழிய தாயினுமம் - மெய்ப்பொருளி 

னுண் மையிற்ற  னுண்மையினை  யோர்ந்தொடுங்கி யொன்றுதலே 

யுண்மையிற் காண லுணர் .


பதம் பிரித்தல் 

எப்பெயர் இட்டு,  எவ்வுருவில்,  ஏத்தினும் ஆர் பேர் உரு இல்  

அப்பொருளைக்  காண் வழி அது  ஆயினும், அம்  மெய்ப் பொருளின்  

உண்மையில்  தன் உண்மையினை  ஓர்ந்து ஒடுங்கி ஒன்றுதலே 

உண்மையில்  காணல்  உணர் .


भवन्तु सद्दशनर् साधनानि

परस्य नामाकृतिभिः सपर्याः। 

सद्वस्तुनि प्राप्ततदात्मभावा

निष्ठैव सद्दधर्शन्मित्य वेहि  ॥ ८ ॥

bhavantu saddarana-sdhanni 

parasya nmktibhisaparyāḥ

sad-vastuni prpta-tad-tma-bhvā 

niṣṭhaiva saddaranam-ityavehi 8


Prayerful Attitude

In the early morning I am in service of that 

which is not the object of mind and words,

yet by whose grace all words and speech shine.

That has been unfolded in Vedas as not this, not this, 

That one who is the light of all lights,

That one who is not subject to birth, 

That one who is not subject to decline,

That one who has been there before everything,

That one who lends its presence to everything.

I am this Brahman alone, 

not the assemblage of body mind sense complex

or the five elements from where they came.

I salute that sun like consciousness, 

which banishes the darkness of ignorance,

that which is limitless ,ancient, unchanging,

that which is infallible and infinitely spread.

In which consciousness everything shines 

like even a snake appear on the rope

Universe appears on the adhiśtānā of this Brahman 

I am this Brahman alone, 

not the assemblage of body mind sense complex

or the five elements from where they came.


May longing not become a spiritual romanticism

May the vision not happen through a duality prism  

May the reason for sadānā be for freeing, not seeing 

May my sadānā be in the moment of being  

May the elaborate rituals generate invisible grace

May my verbal bhajans create beautiful space

May my mental worship give relief from rat race

May this division less experience be a taste of trance

I am this Brahman alone, 

not the assemblage of body mind sense complex

or the five elements from where they came.


May prayer be an action that ignite my inner flame

May I surrender to the omniscient with 108 names  

May the yearning for freedom get stronger

May the seeking of infinite get clearer 

May  svarūpa and tatasta lakshana are praised 

May the specific form be described

May a feeling of protection is established

May the impediments of life be removed 

 May my free will be expressed as prayer

May the action on altar alter my interior 

 May prayer be no longer a series of discrete actions

May my life have prayerful attitude expressed in all transactions

I am this Brahman alone, 

not the assemblage of body mind sense complex

or the five elements from where they came.


May these violent metaphors be destroyed in my day

'I threw off the bed covers

I jumped in to the shower

I grabbed a bite to eat

I ran out to hit the road 

I cranked out emails

I beat the traffic

I threw something together

Finally I crashed '

May I graduate to have a prayerful living everyday 

May I wake up the right way on the right side 

May I sit still, look at the organs of action, hands

May the goddess of abundance resides at the tips of my fingers

May that prosperity be backed by goddess of  knowledge 

May my hands be supported by Govinda 

the one who is found in words of Vedas

who is the truth of myself

May I touch mother earth gently

with an attitude of not to be a burden 

May all holy rivers enter the water shower

May I rinse the body with the holy water

May I wear Kumkum, Bhasma, flowers and jewels

May I decorate the indweller within

May I eat mindfully as an inner yajña 

May I identify the meaning of  Saddarshan 

the form that everyone worships,

which is the truth of myself 

May I abide in this Niśta .

May I pray to have more of you 

and less of me everyday.

I am this Brahman alone, 

not the assemblage of body mind sense complex

or the five elements from where they came.


Swamini Svatmavidyanadaji classes 15, 16





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