Burlingame, CA
While chanting japa this morning, my various senses each made its own whimsical demands. My mind, among other things, made an urgent request for me to stop chanting to look up something about office chairs on the Internet. My tongue asked for a Root beer. Inspired by my tongue’s capricious request, my stomach concurred and wanted something too (although it wasn’t sure what, yet).
Studying their impulsive ways, I was reminded of how small children repeatedly solicit their mothers to drop everything to fulfill their assorted, arbitrary desires and yearnings.
Seeing my senses as my own little children in need of supervision, I at once felt both a sense of parental compassion for them, as well as a responsibility to discipline them for their own good.
My fresh outlook allowed me to continue chanting without being disturbed by the chatter of my immature dependents.“Thus knowing oneself to be transcendental to the material senses, mind and intelligence, O mighty-armed Arjuna, one should steady the mind by deliberate spiritual intelligence [Krishna consciousness] and thus—by spiritual strength-conquer this insatiable enemy known as lust.” (Bhagavad-gita 3.43)
Vaisesika Dasa
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