Estimated reading time: 8 minutes The Song That Found Me I was five years old when I first learned to chant the Gita Dhyanam, the meditation on the Gita. My mother had learned it from her father, and she passed it on to me the way such things tend to be passed: during bath time, when she was helping me get dressed, at bedtime. She would chant and I would try to echo. I did not know what those nine verses in Sanskrit meant, but somehow, at that a…
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