Maya is a word I use on this blog often. It means unreal, or illusory. Another word for maya is mithya. As Sanskrit is the root of many currently spoken languages, it should not be shocking to find that this word is related to the Greek “mythos” or our English “myth.”
It is interesting to me to consider that the physical, transitory world which we live in, this maya which many consider to be the one reality, is a world which we will one day see as nothing but a myth.
One day, when we’ve overcome, when we’ve achieved moksha, will stories be told amongst celestial beings – amongst drops of Brahman co-mingling fully once again – of all of the goings-on in this physical world, a world so far-gone from our memory that these goings-on will be but a myth, like the Lila of the Avatars? If so, will they be mere amusements, or will they still hold some kind of moral value to us as muktas?
Just a question to amuse yourself with along your path toward liberation.