In the ceaseless journey toward true freedom, Muktānand Swāmi’s teachings remind us that the simplest act—lifting our hearts in genuine remembrance of the Divine—can set in motion a profound transformation. When we sincerely chant or contemplate the Lord’s name, the heavy weight of ego and suffering slowly dissolves, revealing the radiant core of our being.
This inner alchemy requires no grand ritual or lofty pedigree. Just as iron, when touched by a mystic catalyst, takes on the glow of gold, so our base instincts and limiting self-images transmute into pure love the moment we fix our attention on the Beloved. What once bound us—fear, doubt, social labels—falls away, and we discover a fluidity of spirit that no circumstance can shake.
Indeed, the scriptures themselves celebrate how devotees from every walk of life shine equally bright once their minds merge with Hari. Birthright and status become empty designations; what matters is the depth of our devotion. A single-minded focus on God elevates the lowliest soul to the heights of divine intimacy, honored by saints and sages alike.
At the heart of this path lies the example of Rādhā, whose total, unreserved love transforms each breath into a hymn and every moment into an embrace of the Divine. Her story teaches us that true surrender isn’t a loss but the greatest gain: by loving without calculation or reserve, she attained an everlasting, intimate light that now inspires seekers across the ages.
To take refuge in Shyam—Krishna in His most tender aspect—is to hand over every fragment of the self, trusting that the Lord will carry us beyond the twin pitfalls of pain and pleasure. This act of surrender doesn’t weaken us; it opens the door to unbroken bliss, a state where life’s inevitable challenges no longer leave scars on the soul.
Muktānand Swāmi’s bhajan is less a theological treatise than an open invitation: still your restless heart, release every grasping thought, and step into the ever-present joy that lies beyond illusion. Here and now, we are called not simply to admire the path but to walk it—one heartfelt remembrance at a time.
| Verse | Translation |
| Hari bhajta sahu motap pame, janma maran dukh jaye re; Paras parsi loh kanchan thai, monghe mule vechaye re… | All who praise the Lord are raised, Freed from birth and death-unfazed. Like iron touched by mystic stone, They shine like gold all on their own. |
| Muni Naradni jatne jota, dasi putra jag jane re; Harine bhaì Harinu man ke’vana, Veda Puran vakhane re… | If by birth, Muni Narad was seen, A low-born son is all one’d gleen. Worshipping Hari, His mind he became, The scriptures now all praise his name. |
| Radhaji ati prem magan thai, ur dharya Girdhari re; Harivar vari haritulya thaya, jenu bhajan kare narnari re… | Radha, in love, with depth and grace, Held her Lord in heart’s embrace. By loving Him, she gained His light, Now she is praised by all alike. |
| Shamaliyane sharane je ave, tena te bhaudukh vame re; Muktanandna Nathne malta, akhand evatan pame re… | Who bows to Shyam with heart sincere, Will see life’s pain just disappear. Those who gain Muktanand’s Lord, Forever attain true bliss adored. |
Introduction on Paramhansa (Text): https://www.baps.org/About-BAPS/TheFounder%E2%80%93BhagwanSwaminarayan/Legacy/Disciples/Paramhansas.aspx
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