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“So wie ein Mensch, dessen Haare in Flammen stehen, augenblicklich in den nächstbesten Teich springen wird, um die Flammen zu löschen, so beeilt sich ein qualifizierter Schüler, der von den täuschenden Flammen der Dualität verbrannt wurde (samsara), einem kompetenten Lehrer zu dienen, der, weil er sein angeborenes, ewig freies Selbst entdeckt hat, in ungestörter Gelassenheit ruht. (Vedanta-sara 1.30)”

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Book:Yoga der Liebe: Naradas Bhakti Sutra aus der Perspektive des Vedanta
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