This is me now, like Arjuna, looking upon my life as a battlefield against my own. Experiencing a meltdown.
The last line of the first chapter says:
Arjuna sat down on the seat of his chariot, casting aside his bow and arrow, his mind agitated with grief.
Krishna cousels Arjuna to ‘seek refuge in the attitude of detachment' …
Reading these passages of the Bhagavadgita gave me a mirror through which I could see myself as Arjuna in that chariot consumed by overwhelming grief. Hesitating on the eve of battle. A battle I feel I cannot fight.
Krishna appears in my life, as several different teachers who have guided me through the years. The folk of God, I call them.
Al-hamdu li'Llah.
"Seek the people of God, enter among my servants; and enter my paradise."
~Al Qur'an, 89:29-30~

