Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When pride takes hold, it ties me in knots and sets me wandering restlessly, never quite at ease.
Forgetting the One is what makes it ache. Nanak says: peace comes the moment I recognize the One.
Pride ties us in knots, but peace is close. It comes the moment we recognize the One.
Mahaa maad bikaar means the great drunkenness of pride and the tangles it makes. Ego is the feeling "it's all about me." It knots us up and unsettles us. It is a sickness to heal, not a crime that dooms us.
Anik jon bharmeen means wandering through many lives. It is the restless circling of a heart that has forgotten.
Then comes the hopeful end. Sukh naanak har pad cheen — Nanak says peace comes by recognizing the One's own state. Think of searching everywhere for your glasses, then finding them on your head. The peace was right there all along.
When has letting go of needing to be right or best made you feel lighter?
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