In plain words
‘Rādhā is moved to laughter, who knows why’: this is the plight of the mind made of faith and unbelief. ‘When the whole universe is the temple of the Lord of my life, which is the street door, I wonder?’ Which is the street door? Then Rādhā gave a fine answer. ‘Plucking the strings of the vīṇā, fixing the strings of life, the tears of Ānanda making the offering of the self: is that not the street door?’ The offering of the self is the street door. As long as this offering is not made, the street door will stay. Then what did you build the street door for? We put it there for ourselves to go and come, and for the people close to us to come and go. But under the influence of the Kali age, just because we have put up a door, the dogs, pigs and donkeys passing in the street all come walking in. This is the fault. They must not be let in. This Ahaṅkāra and the sense of mine must not be let in at all. We must keep such a doorway holy. “The whole universe is the temple of the Lord of life”: there is no street door at all. This street door is the offering of the self itself.
So, truly, the coming and going of a year is a sign of farewell to one year and welcome to another. This belongs to the worldly. By the almanac-maker's reckoning, this year has passed and a new one has come. We follow this. All these are nothing but made up; they are neither eternal nor Satya. The sun, the moon and the rest are not going anywhere. When it comes above the equator we call it day; when it goes below, we call it night. In truth there is neither night nor day. There is no east, no west. Then where did coming and going come from? All these are delusions that we, living at the level of the mind, imagine. God has no coming and going. God is the emperor who neither comes nor goes. To enter in there, we must gain the fitting right. Not everyone has the right to enter it. Every man must strive only to earn that right. It is for that alone that we have taken on this humanness. We must do the karma fit for it. “Karmānubandhīni manuṣyaloke”: man is bound by karma. Which karma? Do good karma. Speak sacred words.