If you have spent any time around spiritual teachers, you have heard about renunciation. The voice in which it is usually delivered is grave. The world is a swamp of desire. Pleasures are poisons. The body is a bag of filth. Cut your ties before the ties cut you. There is a kind of theological violence in these warnings, and they have produced their fair share of fearful, joyless practitioners.
Aṣṭāvakra is doing something different in this chapter, and the difference is the chapter. He is not threatening you. He is not disgusted with the world. He is laughing, gently, at the comedy of human striving, and he is inviting you to laugh with him.
Look at 9.1. The question is not "why do you indulge?" The question is: "when have the pairs of opposites ever ended, and for whom?" It is a historical observation. Read any biography, any history, any newspaper from any century. Find me the human being whose life resolved into pure pleasure with no pain, pure success with no failure, pure love with no loss. Show me. The pairs come together. They have always come together. The expectation that this time, for me, the pairs will come apart is the comedy. Nirveda is what arises when you simply stop expecting them to.
Notice that Aṣṭāvakra does not call you to renounce the pairs. He calls you to upekṣya, to ignore them, to pass over them. The pairs will still come. You just stop arranging your inner life around them.
And 9.1 closes with the strangest instruction in the chapter: avratī, without a vow. Become devoted to renunciation, but do not take a vow about it. Why? Because a vow is the ego announcing its renunciation. The vow is I will give up. Aṣṭāvakra has already shown in Chapter 8 that the I doing the giving up is the bondage. So he asks for renunciation without the vow that would re-install the renouncer.
This is the only spiritual teacher I know who manages this move with this lightness. Most traditions need the vow. Aṣṭāvakra does not. He is talking to a king who is already on the throne and will continue to rule; the renunciation he is asking for happens at a level deeper than action. The actions stay the same. The clutching disappears.
9.2 is the verse that contains the chapter's most personal observation. Dhanyasya: for some fortunate one. Note that word. Aṣṭāvakra does not say everyone arrives at this. He says some fortunate person, by the simple act of avalokana, looking, watching the world's striving, finds three hungers subsiding. The will to live. The hunger to enjoy. The hunger to know.
The inclusion of bubhutsā, the hunger to know, is the radical move. The seeker proud of his learning has not yet seen this verse. The hunger to know is still hunger. The accumulation of spiritual books, of insights, of conceptual maps of consciousness, is still bubhutsā. The dhanya, the fortunate one, watches the world striving for knowledge as much as for food and for life, and all three hungers cool together. The citta stops needing to know more in order to be at rest.
This does not mean the dhanya becomes ignorant or stops reading. It means the reading is no longer driven by lack. The same book that the hungry seeker devours, the dhanya opens with curiosity and closes without anxiety. The book did not save him. He was not waiting to be saved.
9.3 names what the looking sees. Anityam. Impermanent. Tāpa-traya-dūṣitam. Polluted by the three sufferings. Asāram. Without sap, without juice, without inner substance. Ninditam. Heyam. The verbs of dismissal accumulate. But notice the closing verb: śāmyati. Becomes still. The point of seeing the world's impermanence is not to develop a sour philosophy. The point is to become still. The seeing itself is the stillness.
9.4 closes the historical question. There is no age in the human life-cycle when the pairs do not press. Childhood is not paradise. Youth has its own suffering. Middle age, old age, none of them. So the strategy of waiting for circumstances to be right is a strategy that has never worked for any human in any century. Yathāprāpta-vartī: live with whatever is given. Not as a counsel of resignation. As the only honest response to the actual structure of life.
9.5 simply notes that this is what the maharṣis, sādhus, and yogis have all said. Not as appeal to authority, but as confirmation. You are not the first to notice. You are not alone. The tradition has been pointing here.
9.6 makes one of the gentlest claims in the text. Once you have come to know the mūrti, the form, of caitanya, consciousness, what other guru do you need? The face of consciousness has shown itself. The teacher who carried you across saṃsāra did so through nirveda and samatā, world-weariness and evenness. Those two together. Nirveda cools you off; samatā keeps you upright. The journey is finished.
9.7 gives the practical instruction. Paśya bhūta-vikārān bhūta-mātrān. See the modifications of the elements as just the elements. The kaleidoscope makes shapes, but the shapes are only the same colored chips rearranged. Look at your life this way. The relationships, the work, the body, the news: all of them are rearrangements of the same five elements. See this, and you stand in your svarūpa, your own form. Bondage falls in the seeing, tat-kṣaṇāt, that instant.
9.8 is the verdict. Vāsanā eva saṃsāra. Vāsanā alone is saṃsāra. The world is not the world that binds. Vāsanā is what binds. Vāsanā is the residual impression, the inner habit, the tendency of the citta to lean toward something. The outer world is innocent. Drop the inner leaning, and the outer world becomes a backdrop, not a snare. And then the closing breath of the chapter. Sthitir adya yathā tathā. As you stand today, just as you are, however that may be. Yathā tathā. No correction. No improvement. No special seat. The freedom is here, in the situation you happen to be in, in the body you happen to have, in the life you happen to be living. You do not have to renounce a single outer thing. You only have to let the vāsanā go.
If this chapter lands cleanly, the spiritual seeker's secret hope, the hope that some external simplification of life will save him, dies a small death. And in the space the dying makes, something quieter opens.