"The significance of a philosophical poem such as the Bhagavad Gita, or similar works of world literature, can be rightly valued only by one to whom they are not just theory, but destiny."
— Rudolf Steiner
Sunday, September 8, 1991. I walked into the residents' lounge of the Himalayan Institute's headquarters, in Honesdale, Pennsylvania. Darlene and I had been living there for ten years [we live there still]. I had received a mantra initiation from my guru, Swamiji, eleven days before (August 28, Goethe's birthday). I was 44 years old. I was the custodian of the residents' lounge library, and was in the lounge almost every day. I'd been on fire for the Bhagavad Gita since the Seventies; it was my bible. On this day I noticed a new book on one of the shelves: The Occult Significance of the Bhagavad Gita, by Rudolf Steiner. I opened it — and that was that.
"The Lord dwells in the hearts of all creatures
and whirls them round upon the wheel of maya.
Run to him for refuge with all your strength,
and peace profound will be yours through his grace."
— Bhagavad Gita 18:61-62
Guru Gita 76:
Dhyana mulam guror murtih
Puja mulam guroh padam
Mantra mulam guror vakyam
Moksha mulam guroh krpa
The root of meditation is the guru's form
The root of worship is the guru's feet
The root of mantra is the guru's word
The root of liberation is the guru's grace.
Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
|The Himalayan Institute's Meditation Shrine|
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
— Matthew 7:7
"And the Veda was made flesh, and dwelt among us."