Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Sometimes my mind feels cloudy and tangled, while what's real feels so clear and clean — and I wonder how the two could ever come together.
But I don't have to scrub myself perfect first. When I let the true Word in, the ego (haumai — the feeling that I'm a separate, cut-off self) quietly melts, and the meeting happens on its own.
man mailaa sach nirmalaa, ki-o kar mili-aa jaa-ay — the mind is clouded, the True is clear; how can they meet? prabh maylay taa mil rahai, haumai sabad jalaa-ay — the meeting is granted, not self-manufactured, and haumai (ego, the sense of being separate) is dissolved by the Word.
When have you felt close to something good even though you weren't feeling your best?
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