I pray to keep attentive and to make my chanting more holy. It is sometimes difficult to meet Nama Prabhu at a deeper level. I’m counting the rounds. If I try my best and do not falter in the basic execution, I’ll be able to chant twelve rounds before 5:00 A.M. That’s a decent pace. I am thinking of Prabhupada’s translation of Siksastakam: “It increases the ocean of transcendental bliss, and it enables us to fully taste the nectar for which we are always anxious.” I’m not in the ocean of transcendental bliss, but I am anxious for the taste of the nectar. I am praying to Krishna for effort and steadiness. I am calling to Him in my desperation. Please, Lord, let me keep steady and improve. Don’t let me slip.
(_Japa Transformations_)
“I try my best.”
Prabhupada translates Siksastakam:
“It (the holy name)
increases the ocean
of transcendental bliss, enables
us to fully taste
the nectar for which
we are always anxious.”
I am not in the
ocean of bliss,
but I am calling
to Krishna in desperation.
Please, Lord . . .
don’t let me slip.