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may be seeing a full moon and you feel blissful, or you may be listening to music or you may be just swimming or making love or doing nothing -- just sitting silently -- and suddenly it is there, the benediction. Suddenly for no reason at all you feel a kind of blissfulness surrounding you.
Next time it happens, watch: it is not from you. It has come to you from above, from beyond. It is there around you: watch it, and you will see that you are just functioning as a passage. You are a hollow bamboo. the song is always god's and whenever his lips touch you, you become a flute. Otherwise man is a hollow bamboo. Only with god flowing through him does he become a flute. that's why all the religions emphasise one thing -- that the ego has to be dropped.
So from this moment start thinking in terms of god. Whatsoever beautiful happens to you, look around for god and you will always find him. Whenever there is misery you are the cause of it, and whenever there is bliss you are not the cause of it. The insight becomes a key. Then you can drop being miserable because you are responsible for it. And the more you drop misery, the more you become a vehicle capable of receiving god more and more.
The miseries hinder. when you are in a sad mood, sometimes god comes around you but has to go away because you are closed; you don't give an opening to him. Even if he knocks on your door you can't listen. You are too full of your own noise. You are going mad, round and round inside yourself. Even if he whispers there is no possibility of any response on your side. So when one is miserable one hinders god.
All that man can do is not be miserable. Then god comes, and comes in abundance, comes like a flood. And god is not a miser; if you are ready he goes on coming, every moment; awake, asleep, he comes.
That is the meaning of bhagwata: it means the song belongs to god. and if we can become right vehicles we can become great poets, great artists, artists of life and great creators. But still the creativity is his; we are at the most instruments in his hand. It is just as when a painter is painting: the brush is doing the actual painting and it can become
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