Ang 1197–1253

Raag Saarang

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You belong to the One. Picture holding the hand of someone you trust in a huge crowd. You stop scanning faces. You stop feeling alone. Holding on to the One works like that. The One is a light as close as your own breath. When your mind runs only after itself, it gets jumpy and sore. When love fills it, it settles down. The worry about what everyone thinks of you gets quieter too, because your heart is at home. Nothing in the past and nothing in the future is like the One, and you are joined to it. At the centre, the Rahao: I belong to the One, and my ego is gone.