Sikhism·Siree Raag·Shabad 139
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Kabir: The Golden Vat

ਭਾਠੀ ਗਗਨੁ ਸਿੰਙਿਆ ਅਰੁ ਚੁੰਙਿਆ ਕਨਕ ਕਲਸ ਇਕੁ ਪਾਇਆ ॥
bhaathee gagan sinyi-aa ar chunyi-aa kanak kalas ik paa-i-aa.
The Tenth Gate of my crown chakra is the distilling fire, and the channels of the Ida and Pingala are the funnels, to pour in and empty out the golden vat.
ਤਿਸੁ ਮਹਿ ਧਾਰ ਚੁਐ ਅਤਿ ਨਿਰਮਲ ਰਸ ਮਹਿ ਰਸਨ ਚੁਆਇਆ ॥੨॥
tis meh Dhaar chu-ai at nirmal ras meh rasan chu-aa-i-aa. ||2||
Into that vat, there trickles a gentle stream of the most sublime and pure essence of all distilled essences. ||2||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

The Tenth Gate at the top of my head is the fire that distills. The two channels, Ida and Pingala, are the funnels that fill and empty the golden pot.

Into that pot trickles a gentle stream, the purest, finest essence of all.

Kabir describes the body as a golden vessel receiving the subtlest divine essence — not through effort alone, but through grace.
The deeper layer

Kabir uses the picture of a workshop that makes precious drops, to show how grace fills a person from the inside.

He borrows words from the yogis of his day. Kabir, from a weaver family in Banaras, knew their teachings well. The Tenth Gate is their name for a place at the very top of the head. Ida and Pingala are their names for two channels of energy along the spine. Kabir turns these into a picture: the top of the head is like a fire, the channels are like funnels, and there is a golden pot inside.

Kanak kalas ik paa-i-aa means I found a golden pot. It stands for the body made holy by grace. Kabir is not praising the yogi system for its own sake. He takes its pictures and points them at the One. Without the One, the pot is empty.

Tis meh dhaar chu-ai at nirmal means into it trickles a very pure stream. Ras meh rasan chu-aa-i-aa means the finest essence of all essences drips in. This is not something you make by technique. It is a gift that trickles in. The body becomes a cup that receives, not a machine that produces.

Think of a garden in spring. You dig the soil and get it ready, but the rain comes from the sky. Effort gets the cup ready. Grace fills it.

A Question to Sit With

Have you ever thought of your body as something capable of receiving something sacred? What would that even mean?

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