Cadariyā jhīnī re jhīnī by Poet-Saint Kabir

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Such a great poem! The body is indeed the temple of the soul. I am reading Gurumayi's book, The Yoga of Discipline. In this book Gurumayi describes so wonderfully the importance of the human body, and all the senses, as a vehicle for the inner journey. Reading it has led me to take good care of my body and also to work on the subtle levels, thereby surrendering all my senses at the feet of my Shri Guru.

a Siddha Yogi from Dombivli, India

Today while rereading Kabir’s poem, I pondered the words, "He has…put it back as he found it!"  They reminded me that the longer  I live, the more I realize the importance of spiritually becoming a child again, returning to the innocence and purity of a newborn wrapped in the sheet "woven exquisitely with the nectarean name of Lord Ram."

Thank you, Kabir.  Reading your poem has given me wise words for contemplation.

a Siddha Yogi from New York, USA

This bhajan by Kabir inspired me to reread Baba Muktananda's teachings on the body, in his chapter "The Path of Love" in Play of Consciousness. By the time I finished reading the third page, Baba's words had me dancing and my body felt like a teenager's again.

Then all night my body felt so comfortable. When I awoke, I asked myself why—and I knew it was from reading Kabir's bhajan and Baba's teachings about the body.

Thank you, Gurumayi, for guiding me to the words of Kabir and Baba, and to the power of chanting the Name.

a Siddha Yogi from Washington, USA

This bhajan always moves me. Listening to the audio recording brings tears to my eyes. The compassion of Kabir is so tangible. I feel he has spelled out the truth of my birth so clearly. He is singing from his experience and reminding me of the purpose of my own life, which is loaned to me.
It is up to me to make the best of this life. And I understand that the way to do this is through constant remembrance of my Shri Guru. And, I have to do it right now, in this very moment.

a Gurukula student in Gurudev Siddha Peeth

My father had a tape recording of this bhajan sung for Baba Muktananda by Shri Purushottam Das Jalota in Gurudev Siddha Peeth, way back in the 1970s. I grew up listening to that tape, and this was one of my favorite bhajans. The words and meaning continue to resonate within me. They are such a true and clear depiction of what life is and what is expected of us in this life.
Thank you so much for posting this. Thanks for all the wonderful posts on this website, which is such a strong support for my sadhana.

a Siddha Yogi from Texas, USA

This bhajan has fascinated me from my childhood. It is mystical and deep in meaning, and it encourages me to look at the way I am living my life.
I feel that it is because of Gurumayi’s grace that I am able to understand and experience this bhajan. Thank you, Gurumayi, for your loving presence in my life.

a Siddha Yogi from Pune, India

I am so grateful for the many ways the Guru has given me to take care of the sheet I have been loaned.

As I went for my morning walk today, I became aware of the joy arising in my heart as I moved my body, breathed the fresh morning air, and remembered the words of Kabir’s bhajan.

I focused my mind on the joy, thanked the great Shakti in whose color I am dyed, and noticed the joy expanding and spreading throughout my whole being till I was experiencing great bliss.

Thank you, Gurumayi. Today, through your divine grace, my sheet is sparkling!

a Siddha Yogi from Melbourne, Australia

This is one of my favorite poems by Kabir. It reminds me how blessed my being is to be colored by the grace of my Shri Guru. Whatever happens, my Guru’s grace will remain spotless forever.
This poem reminds me to hold onto the abundant grace of my Guru with love and care.

a Siddha Yogi from Bhusawal, India

What I find most provocative and challenging in Kabir’s poem is the stanza telling us not to take this sheet for granted and to “Remember that it is loaned to you just for a few days.” I find it’s so easy to forget that my life is limited. If I remembered, I’m sure I’d be more focused on my sadhana, on remembering the Self.
Recently, I got up earlier than usual to recite Shri Guru Gita. I’d been lying in bed full of concerns about a challenging day to come. When I sat to chant, I felt I was being wrapped in a soft, gentle blanket of love and protection. I was able to remember the support of the chant during the day.
After reading Kabir’s poem, I have a deeper understanding of the power of chanting and greater gratitude for being guided to repeat the name of the Lord.

a Siddha Yogi from Kentucky, USA

What I understood is that for Kabir to be born, he had to become contracted from infinite Consciousness into a limited human form—and so he wept. His mortal death will be a matter of celebration for him because his being is interwoven with that of his beloved Lord Ram, who is infinite and eternal.
To have a human form is a privilege, short-lived, and not to be wasted. Ignorance creates more and more delusion in the mind and body. And that is why the great saints take care to keep the sheet clean and sacred. I offer my gratitude to them.

a Siddha Yogi from Wyoming, USA

The words of Saint Kabir: "Having worn this sheet, do not take it for granted. Remember that it is loaned to you just for a few days," touched my heart. I contemplated these words and understood how important this life is.  
So how can I waste my time by not repeating the mantra?  I have decided to write down these words of Kabir and will read them again and again as a reminder.
Thank you very much for posting this bhajan.

a Gurukula student in Gurudev Siddha Peeth

Kabir's story touches my heart. His dedication to strive for the highest and to make his life a divine experience inspires me. Kabir's advice not to take this body for granted captures my attention, and gratitude for the richness and the beauty of my life arises in my heart as I read these pure words.

May I be mindful today, and may I listen attentively to others. May I find ways to offer my heartfelt gratitude to God.

a Siddha Yogi from Katzenbach, Germany

Today is my birthday, and when I read "Cadariya jhini re jhini," I received a gift: the reminder that this birth is a divine gift, and the inspiration to live the remainder of my life in the knowledge that this earthly life is indescribably precious.

a Siddha Yogi from New York, USA

This poem lights up a great truth within my heart.

I am expecting a baby, and every day I feel as if I am weaving a tapestry of love, reverence, and devotion to God—to serve and support this new being, as well as myself as his mother. And every time I pray to the Guru and remember the preciousness of life, I know my baby is receiving countless blessings.

Thank you, Gurumayi, for this reminder of life as a short yet precious treasure to constantly care for with love.

a Siddha Yogi from California, USA

One gift I greatly treasure is the experience of longing. Today's visit to the website shows me a vibrant red color accompanying this beautiful bhajan by Kabir, which brings this longing to the forefront of my awareness. I recognize that this awareness of my longing for God, the longing to be dyed in the vibrant Name, is the shawl that increasingly envelops me.

Thank you for mirroring the prayer of my heart. What a life of grace the Guru wraps us in!

a Siddha Yogi from New York, USA

What a lovely poem! The line I am drawn to this morning is, “The sheet I am wrapped in is woven exquisitely with the nectarean name of Lord Ram.” I repeated it aloud. This line evokes the sweetness I find in chanting the Name. It describes what I experience when I focus on the words and the subtle vibration of sound in my body.

Thank you for the postings this month. They have inspired me to renew my practice of namasankirtana.

a Siddha Yogi from New Hampshire, USA

So beautiful! As I read the words of the bhajan, it seems to me that Kabir had the highest respect and regard for his body, knowing it was a tool for liberation. He surrendered it to his Guru, who dyed it totally with red, representing the divine Shakti.

After reading Kabir’s lovely words, a prayer arises from my heart: May I give the cloth of my small self to my Guru.

a Siddha Yogi from New York, USA

What a beautiful poem! As I read this, my whole body vibrates with the truth. Our life is this precious sheet. We must feel grateful for it, care for it, honor it with every moment spent fully in the soundless sound, the So’ham mantra riding on our breath.

Without this sheet, how could we be so privileged to serve God and devote our lives to him and to experience love? Such beauty in these words.

Thank you, Kabir. Thank you, Gurumayi!

a Siddha Yogi from Sai Kung, Hong Kong