Raag Dhanaasaree

Sometimes your heart gets scared, and you wonder who you could even tell. There is Someone who has been giving since before you were born. That Giver never gets old. Yesterday's gift was fresh, and today's is fresh too. You cross the hard stretches by listening, the way a song you replay ends up living in you. Your life is short, about one breath long. Nobody knows the hour they will leave. So wake up and look. Your breath, your body, your whole self came as a gift. Give it back with love, a moment at a time. Then you can set down the heavy backpack of showing off, and live light while you are fully alive. At the centre, the Rahao: the Master is new every day, the Giver forever and ever.