Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Your Name is the mat I sit on and the stone where I grind the sweet-smelling sandalwood. Your Name is the fragrance I sprinkle as a gift to You.
Your Name is the water, and Your Name is the sandalwood too. When I say Your Name, that very saying is the grinding — and I lift the whole sweet offering up to You.
Every item on the worship tray turns out to be the Name.
Ravi Daas goes through the tray one thing at a time. Aasno is the mat he sits on. Ursaa is the stone for grinding sandalwood. Kaysro is saffron, sprinkled as an offering. Chandno is the sandalwood itself. Every one of them is the Name.
Even the grinding of the sweet paste is the Name. Ghas japay naam — saying Your Name is the grinding. The ceremony is kept, and it is filled from the inside with remembrance, like a lantern that finally gets its flame.
Can an everyday action become a kind of offering, depending on how you do it?
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