Today, on a break, I walked to a window in a small kitchen in the office I work in. I stood there, with a cup of coffee, staring out at the trees outside. Where once I saw a bird that flew to me.

This time I noticed the trees were blowing somewhat violently in the wind. It was such a contrast to the stillness in the kitchen. Then I thought about Yogananda. I stood there for a few moments and had a realization:

What causes me to be safe and still, from the wind blowing the trees? The wall, the windows, the building. It's an allegory for the internal problem. Internal gusts could be likened to Desire. To remain untouched from desire, one must be in a proverbial building. The internal building could be will, it could be practice (meditation) and it can also be Love for Others (service, helping, loving others.)

With those elements in place, one would be untouched from the gusts and winds of Desire.