Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I belong to the One, so it's from the One that everything good comes — not from anything I cleverly arranged. Kindness reached out and brought me home, right into closeness with the One. All the restless coming and going, the chasing and running, stopped. What an incredible bit of luck. Every hope I had is finally, completely full.
The shabad closes by giving credit where it's due. "Jis kaa saa tis te fal paaiaa" — I belong to the One, and the fruit came from the One. Not "I earned this peace." The whole arc — troubles fleeing, love taking root, nectar raining, hunger ending — is now revealed as gurprasad, grace. "Kar kirpaa prabh sang milaaiaa": mercy did the uniting. The soul did not climb up to the One; the One reached down and gathered the soul in.
"Aavan jaan rahay" — the coming and going stopped. On the surface this is the ending of the cycle of rebirth, but in the lived sense your boys can feel right now, it is the end of inner restlessness — the constant leaving of this moment to chase the next thing, the never-arriving. When you are finally here, at home in the One, the running stops. That is "pooran aasaa," hope made full — not because you got more, but because the wanting was answered at its source.
And notice the word "vadbhaagee" — great good fortune, blessedness. Even the surrender, even the noticing of grace, is itself called a gift. In the qMonk understanding there is no ladder of merit to climb; there is only the astonishing luck of waking up to what was always already true.
What are you chasing that you might already have? What would it feel like to stop running and just arrive?
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