सर्वद्वाराणि संयम्य मनो हृदि निरुध्य च।
मूर्ध्न्याधायात्मनः प्राणमास्थितो योगधारणाम्।।8.12।।
ओमित्येकाक्षरं ब्रह्म व्याहरन्मामनुस्मरन्।
यः प्रयाति त्यजन्देहं स याति परमां गतिम्।।8.13।।
अनन्यचेताः सततं यो मां स्मरति नित्यशः।
तस्याहं सुलभः पार्थ नित्ययुक्तस्य योगिनः।।8.14।।
Having controlled all the senses, confined the mind in the heart, and fixed his own vital force in the head, he should remain firm in yoga.
He who departs, leaving the body while uttering the single syllable, “Om,” which is Brahman, and thinking of Me, attains the supreme Goal.
O son of Prtha, to that yogi of constant concentration and single-minded attention, who remembers Me uninterruptedly and for a long time, I am easily attained.
Osho’s Commentary
Krishna gives the final technique for the moment of death. Control all the gates of the body—the senses. Confine the mind in the heart. Fix the life-force in the head, established in yoga. And then, uttering the single syllable OM, which is Brahman itself, and remembering me, he who departs attains the supreme goal. This uttering of OM is not a physical sound. It is the anahata nada, the unstruck sound that is heard only in the deepest silence, when the mind has ceased. It is the music of existence itself. To be absorbed in this inner music while remembering the divine source is the way to the ultimate. But this is not a technique for the unprepared. It is the culmination of a whole life of yoga. And so, Krishna adds a simpler, more universal path. The path of love, of devotion. “For him who remembers me constantly, with a mind turned to no other, for that ever-devout yogi, I am easy to attain.” Sulabhah—easy to attain. This is the path of the heart. Not of difficult techniques, but of simple, loving remembrance. A remembrance that is not a part-time activity, but a constant, flowing stream. When your whole life becomes a remembrance of the divine, when your heart is filled with that love, then the divine is not a distant goal. It is easily available, here and now. For such a loving heart, the path is not a struggle, but a joyful dance.