In a quiet hermitage at the edge of a forest, a young yogi once asked his teacher,
“Master, how do I know when my mind has truly become still?”
The teacher took the disciple to a small shrine. Inside, a single oil lamp burned before a sacred image.
The air was utterly still. The flame stood upright, unwavering, its golden light filling the room with calm.
“Watch the lamp,” said the teacher.
The disciple sat in silence. Minutes passed — the flame did not move.
The teacher spoke softly:
“When the lamp of the mind stands like this —
neither shaken by desire nor fear,
neither reaching outward nor retreating inward —
then know that you have touched the Self.”
Outside, a breeze began to blow, and the flame wavered.
“See,” said the teacher, “the wind is thought. When thoughts arise, the flame dances.
Still the wind, and the light reveals what was always there.”
“Yathā dīpo nivātastho neṅgate sopamā smṛtā;
Yogino yatacittasya yuñjato yogam ātmanaḥ.”
— Bhagavad Gītā 6.19
Translation:
“As a lamp in a windless place does not flicker,
so is the mind of the yogi steady in meditation upon the Self.”
| Symbol | Meaning |
|---|---|
| The Lamp | The mind or inner awareness. |
| The Flame | The light of consciousness, the presence of the Self. |
| The Wind | Thoughts, emotions, desires, and sensory distractions. |
| The Shrine or Still Air | The state of inner silence, created by discipline and devotion. |
The lamp symbolizes the mind refined by practice.
Ordinarily, our minds are like lamps in the open wind — constantly flickering with impulses, worries, memories, and cravings.
Even a whisper of thought disturbs the light of awareness.
Through meditation (dhyāna), restraint (yama), and devotion (bhakti), the yogi learns to protect the flame — creating within a “windless place.”
When the mind becomes still, the light of the Self shines effortlessly, revealing a peace that is not created — only uncovered.
This is not the silence of suppression, but of presence.
The world continues — sounds, sensations, life — but the flame remains unmoved.
Patañjali’s Yoga Sūtras describe this very state:
“Yogas citta-vṛtti-nirodhaḥ.” — Yoga Sūtra 1.2
“Yoga is the cessation of the fluctuations of the mind.”
When the ripples subside, the lake reflects the sky perfectly.
When the mind becomes still, the Infinite reflects within as pure awareness.
The goal of every practice — mantra, pranayama, seva, or silence — is to reach this steadiness.
Not by force, but by surrender. Not by fleeing the world, but by being fully present in it without disturbance.
Our modern life is full of wind — constant noise, scrolling, comparison, urgency.
Our lamps flicker with every message, every opinion, every anxiety.
We seek peace by changing the world, yet the wind comes from within.
The teaching of the lamp shows us a different path:
To make a windless place inside ourselves — a space of awareness that no storm can reach.
Meditation is not an escape; it is a return.
When the inner lamp burns steadily, we act, speak, and live from clarity.
Then even amidst the winds of the world, the flame of peace remains unshaken.
“The mind is the lamp; the Self is its flame.
Protect it from the winds of desire, and it will reveal the Divine.”
Peace is not the absence of motion, but the presence of stillness within motion.
When one’s awareness ceases to flicker between past and future, pleasure and pain, one abides in the eternal now — luminous and serene.
Such a person lives in the world yet remains untouched, like a lamp glowing silently in a windless shrine.
This is the culmination of all parables:
The journey ends not in silence, but in luminous awareness — steady, still, infinite.
That light is the Self — eternal, pure, blissful, and unshaken by the winds of samsara.
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