Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Living and dying — all of it, from beginning to end, belongs to You and happens for You. Whoever You embrace, You fill with real greatness. So Nanak says: keep the Name alive in your heart, always — and then both your living and your dying are made beautiful.
The Ashtapadee closes by zooming all the way out to the biggest frame of all: "jeevan marnaa sabh tudhai taa-ee" — living and dying, all of it, is Yours, is for You. The two things humans fear and grasp at most — staying alive, avoiding death — are gently handed back to the One. They were never really in our control anyway. When you truly see that both your living and your dying belong to the One, a huge weight lifts: you no longer have to white-knuckle your grip on life or terror about death. Both are held by something trustworthy.
"Jis bakhse tis de vadiaai" — the One gives greatness to those it forgives. Notice the order here, which is so characteristic of Guru Amar Das and of qMonk: forgiveness first, then greatness. Real worth (vadiaai) doesn't come from earning your way up; it comes from being forgiven, embraced, accepted as you are — and then the greatness blooms. You don't become worthy and then get loved; you get loved, and the worthiness grows out of being loved. Grace runs the whole show.
And the final line is the most beautiful resolution: "naam dhi-aa-ay sadaa toon jaman maran savaarnia" — keep the Name alive always, and both your birth and your death are made beautiful (savaarnia — adorned, beautified, set right). This is the destination of the whole eight-stanza journey. Remember how the lost soul of stanza five was caught in endless, fearful "coming and going"? Here, the same coming and going — birth and death — is transformed, made beautiful, by the Name. Not escaped, but redeemed. A life lived with the One held in the heart makes even death beautiful, because dying becomes the wave settling back into the ocean it always was. From the grace that opens the first line (Shabad 50, "karam hovai") to the grace that beautifies death in this last one, the whole Ashtapadee is bracketed by gift — and at its center, the simple, doable instruction: keep the Name alive, always.
Both living and dying are handed back to the One here, so we don't have to grip either in fear. What would it feel like to hold your own life a little more loosely, trusting it's held by something good?
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