Today in yoga we relaxed as this passage of Hindu scripture was read.
Well a similar translation of it was read.
Same idea though. Absolutely beautiful.
"For the soul there is neither birth nor death at any time.
He has not come into being, does not come into being, and will not come into being.
He is unborn, eternal, ever-existing and primeval.
He is not slain when the body is slain.
As a person puts on new garments, giving up old ones, the soul similarly accepts new material bodies, giving up the old and useless ones.
The soul can never be cut to pieces by any weapon, nor burned by fire, nor moistened by water, nor withered by the wind.
This individual soul is unbreakable and insoluble, and can be neither burned nor dried.
He is everlasting, present everywhere, unchangeable, immovable and eternally the same.
It is said that the soul is invisible, inconceivable and immutable."
It reminds me of the song lyrics...
I'm wonderful, divine.
I'm beautiful, one of a kind.
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