Maya, the cosmic enchantress, dances in the theater of existence, weaving a web of illusion that binds the soul to the transient. Like a dream, it captivates the senses, creating the world of duality—joy and sorrow, light and shadow. Yet, beneath its veil lies the eternal truth, waiting to be revealed.
The Brihadaranyaka Upanishad declares, “Asato ma sad gamaya”—“Lead me from the unreal to the real.” Maya is the unreal, the shifting sands of perception that obscure the infinite. It is neither good nor evil but the power of creation, the play of the divine that tests the seeker’s discernment.
Through Maya, the one appears as many, the ocean becomes waves. It whispers of separateness, yet the Vedas remind us: “Ekam sat vipra bahudha vadanti”—“Truth is one; the wise call it by many names.” The illusion lies not in creation but in our perception of it as divided.
Maya binds the soul with the cords of desire, anchoring it to the wheel of karma. It whispers, “I am this body, this mind,” and the self forgets its divine origin. Yet, like a shadow at dawn, Maya vanishes before the light of wisdom.
The Bhagavad Gita reveals the path: “Daivi hy esha gunamayi mama maya duratyaya”—“This divine illusion of mine, made of the gunas, is difficult to overcome; but those who surrender to me cross it easily.” Surrender and knowledge are the keys to transcendence, to seeing beyond the mirage.
Maya is not the enemy but the teacher, urging the soul to awaken. It is the canvas upon which the divine paints the play of existence. Through meditation, wisdom, and grace, the seeker pierces its veil, discovering the unchanging reality beneath.
“Tat Tvam Asi”—“Thou art That.” This is the truth beyond Maya, the eternal light of consciousness that shines in all. Let us honor the dance of Maya, not as a trap, but as the doorway to liberation, the bridge to the infinite.
Article Crafted by Yoga Home Bali Team
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