INSTRUCTION TO VAISHNAVĀS AND BRĀHMOS
Sunday, September 23, 1883
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was
sitting in his room at Dakshineswar with Rākhāl, M., and other devotees.
Hazra sat on the porch outside. The MASTER was conversing with the devotees.
MASTER
(to a devotee): "Narendra doesn't like even you, nowadays. (To M.)
Why didn't he come to see me at Adhar's house?
Eulogy of Narendra
"How versatile Narendra is! He
is gifted in singing, in playing on instruments, and in studies. He is
independent and doesn't care about anybody. The other day he was
returning to Calcutta with Captain in his carriage. Captain begged
Narendra to sit beside him, but he took a seat opposite. He didn't even
look at Captain.
"What can a man achieve through
mere scholarship? What is needed is prayer and spiritual discipline.
Gauri of Indesh was both a scholar and a devotee. He was a worshipper of
the Divine Mother. Now and then he would be overpowered with spiritual
fervour. When he chanted a hymn to the Mother, the pundits would seem
like earth-worms beside him. I too would be overcome with ecstasy.
"At first he was a bigoted
worshipper of Śakti. He used to pick up tulsi leaves with a couple of
sticks, so as not to touch them with his fingers. (All laugh.) Then he
went home. When he came back he didn't behave that way any more. He
gave remarkable interpretations of Hindu mythology. He would say that the
ten heads of Ravana represented the ten organs. Kumbhakarna was the
symbol, of tamas, Ravana of rajas, and Bibhishana of sattva. That was why
Bibhishana obtained favour with Rāma."
After the MASTER's midday meal, while he was
resting, Ram, Tārak, and some other devotees arrived from Calcutta.
Nityagopal, Tārak, and several
others were staying with Ram, a house-holder disciple of the MASTER.
Nityagopal was always in an exalted spiritual mood. Tārak's mind, too,
was always indrawn; he seldom exchanged words with others. Ram looked
after their physical needs. Rākhāl now and then spent a few days at
Adhar's house.
RAM (to the MASTER): "We have been taking
lessons on the drum."
MASTER
(to Ram): "Nityagopal too?"
RAM: "No, sir. He plays a
little."
MASTER:
"And Tārak?"
RAM: "He knows a good deal."
MASTER:
"Then he won't keep his eyes on the ground so much. If the mind is
much directed to something else, it doesn't dwell deeply on God."
RAM: "I have been studying the drum
only to accompany the kirtan."
MASTER
(to M.): "I hear that you too are taking singing lessons. Is that
so?"
M: "No, sir. I just open my
mouth now and then."
MASTER:
"Have you practised that song: 'O Mother, make me mad with Thy love'? If
you have, please sing it. The song expresses my ideal perfectly."
The conversation turned to Hazra's
hatred for certain people, which SRI RAMAKRISHNA did not like.
MASTER
(to the devotees): "I used frequently to visit a certain house at
Kamarpukur. The boys of the family were of my age. The other day
they came here and spent two or three days with me. Their mother, like
Hazra, used to hate people. Then something happened to her foot, and
gangrene set in. On account of the foul smell, no one could enter her
room. I told the incident to Hazra and asked him not to hate
anyone."
MASTER in spiritual mood
Toward evening, as SRI RAMAKRISHNA was
standing in the northwest corner of the courtyard, he went into samādhi.
In those days the MASTER remained almost always in an ecstatic
state. He would lose consciousness of the world at the slightest
suggestion from outside. But for scant conversation with visiting
devotees, he remained in an indrawn mood and was unable to perform his daily
worship and devotions.
Coming down to the relative world,
he began to talk to the Divine Mother, still standing where he was.
"O Mother," he said, "worship has left me, and japa also.
Please see, Mother, that I do not become an inert thing. Let my attitude
toward God be that of the servant toward the MASTER. O Mother, let me talk
about Thee and chant Thy holy name. I want to sing Thy glories.
Give me a little strength of body that I may move about, that I may go to
places where Thy devotees live, and sing Thy name."
In the morning SRI RAMAKRISHNA had been to the Kāli
temple to offer flowers at the Mother's feet.
Continuing, the MASTER said: "O Mother, I
offered flowers at Thy feet this morning. I thought: 'That is good.
My mind is again going back to formal worship.' Then why do I feel like this
now? Why art Thou turning me into a sort of inert thing?"
The moon had not yet risen. It
was a dark night. The MASTER, still in an abstracted mood, sat on the
small couch in his room and continued his talk with the Divine Mother. He
said: "Why this special discipline of the Gayatri? Why this jumping from
this roof to that? Who told him to do it? Perhaps he is doing it of his
own accord. . . . Well, he will practise a little of
that discipline."
The previous day SRI RAMAKRISHNA had
discouraged Ishan about Vedic worship, saying that it was not suitable for the
Kaliyuga. He had asked Ishan to worship God as the Divine Mother.
The MASTER said to M., "Are these all my fancies, or are they
real?" M. remained silent with wonder at the MASTER's intimate relationship with
the Divine Mother. He thought She must be within us as well as
without. Indeed She must be very near us; or why should the MASTER
speak to Her in a whisper?
Wednesday, September 26,
1883
There were very few devotees with
the MASTER,
for most of them came on Sundays. Rākhāl and Lātu were living with
him the greater part of the time. M. arrived in the afternoon and found
the MASTER
seated on the small couch. The conversation turned to Narendra.
MASTER
(to M.): "Have you seen Narendra
lately? (With a smile) He said of me: 'He still goes to the Kāli temple, But he
will not when he truly understands.' His people are very much dissatisfied with
him because he comes here now and then. The other day he came here in a
hired carriage, and Surendra paid for it. Narendra's aunt almost had a
row with Surendra about it."
The MASTER left the couch and went to
the northeast verandah, where Hazra, Kishori, Rākhāl , and a few other devotees
were sitting.
MASTER
(to M.): "How is it that you are
here today? Have you no school?"
M: "Our school closed today at
half past one."
MASTER:
"Why so early?"
M: "Vidyasagar visited the
school. He owns the school. So the boys get a half holiday whenever
he comes."
Efficacy of truthfulness
MASTER:
"Why doesn't Vidyasagar keep his word? 'If one who holds to truth and
looks on woman as his mother does not realize God, then Tulsi is a liar.' If a
man holds to truth he will certainly realize God. The other day
Vidyasagar said he would come here and visit me. But he hasn't kept his
word.
Difference between scholar
and holy man
"There is a big difference
between a scholar and a holy man. The mind of a mere scholar is fixed on
'woman and gold', but the sādhu's mind is on the Lotus Feet of Hari. A
scholar says one thing and does another. But it is quite a different
matter with a sādhu. The words and actions of a man who has given his
mind to the Lotus Feet of God are altogether different. In Benares I saw
a young sannyasi who belonged to the sect of Nanak.. He was the same age
as you. He used to refer to me as the 'loving monk'. His sect has a
monastery in Benares. I was invited there one day. I found that the
mohant was like a housewife. I asked him, 'What is the way?' 'For the
Kaliyuga', he said, 'the path of devotion as enjoined by Nārada.' He was
reading a book. When the reading was over, he recited: 'Vishnu is in
water, Vishnu is on land, Vishnu is on the mountain top; the whole world is
pervaded by Vishnu.' At the end he said, 'Peace! Peace! Abiding Peace!'
Path of love suited to
modern times
"One day he was reading the
Gitā. He was so strict about his monastic rules that he would not read a
holy book looking at a worldly man. So he turned his face toward me and
his back on Mathur, who was also present. It was this holy man who told
me of Nārada's path of devotion as suited to the people of the Kaliyuga."
M: "Are not sādhus of his class
followers of the Vedānta?"
MASTER:
"Yes, they are. But they also accept the path of devotion. The
fact is that in the Kaliyuga one cannot wholly follow the path laid down in the
Vedas. Once a man said to me that he would perform the Purascharana of
the Gayatri. I said: 'Why don't you do that according to the Tantra? In
the Kaliyuga the discipline of Tantra is very efficacious.'
"It is extremely difficult to
perform the rites enjoined in the Vedas. Further, at the present time
people lead the life of slaves It is said that those who serve others for
twelve years or so become slaves. They acquire the traits of those they
serve. While serving their MASTERs they acquire the rajas, the tamas, the
spirit of violence, the love of luxury, and the other traits of their MASTERs.
Not only do they serve their MASTERs, but they also enjoy a pension after their
term of service is over.
Description of various
monks
"Once a Vedantic monk came
here. He used to dance at the sight of a cloud. He would go into an
ecstasy of joy over a rain-storm. He would get very angry if, anyone went
near him when he meditated. One day I came to him while he was
meditating, and that made him very cross. He discriminated constantly,
'Brahman alone is real and the world is illusory.' Since the appearance of
diversity is due to maya, he walked about with a prism from a chandelier in his
hand. One sees different colours through the prism; in reality there is
no such thing as colour. Likewise, nothing exists, in reality, except
Brahman. But there is an appearance of the manifold because of maya,
egoism. He would not look at an object more than once, lest he should be
deluded by maya and attachment. He would discriminate, while taking his
bath, at the sight of birds flying in the. sky. He knew
grammar. He stayed here for three days. One day he heard the sound
of a flute near the embankment and said that a man who had realized Brahman
would go into samādhi at such a sound."
While talking about the monk, the MASTER
showed his devotees the manners and movements of a paramahamsa: the gait of a
child, face beaming with laughter, eyes swimming in joy, and body completely
naked. Then he again took his seat on the small couch and poured out his
soul-enthralling words.
MASTER
(to M.): "I learnt Vedānta from
Nangta: 'Brahman alone is real; the world is illusory.' The magician performs
his magic. He produces a mango-tree which even bears mangoes. But
this is all sleight of hand. The magician alone is real."
M: "It seems that the whole of
life is a long sleep. This much I understand, that we are not seeing
things rightly. We perceive the world with a mind by which we cannot
comprehend even the nature of the sky. So how can our perceptions be
correct?"
MASTER:
"There is another way of looking at it. We do not see the sky
rightly. It looks as if the sky were touching the ground at the
horizon. How can a man see correctly? His mind is delirious, like the
mind of a typhoid patient."
The MASTER sang in his sweet voice:
What a delirious fever is
this that I suffer from!
O Mother, Thy grace is my
only cure. . . .
Continuing, the MASTER said: "Truly it is a
state of delirium. Just see how worldly men quarrel among
themselves. No one knows what they quarrel about. Oh, how they
quarrel! 'May such and such a thing befall you!' How much shouting! How much
abuse!"
M: "I said to Kishori: The box is
empty; there is nothing inside. But two men pull at it from either side,
thinking the box contains money.' Well, the body alone is the cause of all this
mischief, isn't it? The jnanis see all this and say to themselves, 'What a
relief one feels when this pillow-case of the body drops off.'"
The MASTER and M.
went toward the Kāli temple.
MASTER:
"Why should you say such things? This world may be a 'frame work of
illusion', but it is also said that it is a 'mansion of mirth'. Let the
body remain. One can also turn this world into a mansion of mirth."
M: "But where is unbroken
bliss in this world?"
MASTER:
"Yes, where is it?"
SRI RAMAKRISHNA stood
in front of the shrine of Kāli and prostrated himself before the Divine
Mother. M. followed him. Then the MASTER sat on the lower floor in
front of the shrine room, facing the blissful image, and leaned against a
pillar of the natmandir. He wore a red-bordered cloth, part of which was
on his shoulder and back. M. sat by his side.
M: "Since there is no unbroken
happiness in the world, why should one assume a body at all? I know that the
body is meant only to reap the results of past action. But who knows what
sort of action it is performing now? The unfortunate part is that we are being
crushed."
MASTER:
"If a pea falls into filth, it grows into a pea-plant none the less."
M: "But still there are the eight
bonds."
Divine grace removes
bondage
MASTER:
"They are not eight bonds, but eight fetters. But what if they are?
These fetters fall off in a moment, by the grace of God. Do you know what
it is like? Suppose a room has been kept dark a thousand years. The
moment a man brings a light into it, the darkness vanishes. Not little by
little. Haven't you seen the magician's feat? He takes string with many
knots, and ties one end to something, keeping the other in his hand. Then
he shakes the string once or twice, and immediately all the knots come
undone. But another man cannot untie the knots however he may try.
All the knots of ignorance come undone in the twinkling of an eye, through the
guru's grace.
"Well, can you tell me why
Keshab Sen has changed so much lately? He used to come here very often.
He learnt here how to bow low before a holy man. One day I told him that
one should not salute a holy man as he had been doing. Harish says
rightly: 'All the cheques must be approved here. Only then will they be
cashed in the bank.'" (Laughter.)
M. listened to these words
breathlessly. He began to realize that Satchidananda, in the form of the
guru, passes the "cheque".
MASTER:
"Do not reason. Who can ever know God? I have heard it from Nangta,
once for all, that this whole universe is only a fragment of Brahman.
"Hazra is given to too much
calculation. He says, 'This much of God has become the universe and this
much is the balance.' My head aches at his calculations. I know that I
know nothing. Sometimes I think of God as good, and sometimes as
bad. What can I know of Him?"
M: "It is true, sir. Can
anyone ever know God? Each thinks, with his little bit of intelligence, that he
has understood all of God. As you say, an ant went to a sugar hill and,
finding that one grain of. sugar filled its stomach, thought that the
next time it would take the entire hill into its hole."
Surrender to the Divine
Mother
MASTER:
"Who can ever know God? I don't even try. I only call on Him as
Mother. Let Mother do whatever She likes. I shall know Her if it is
Her will; but I shall be happy to remain ignorant if She wills otherwise.
My nature is that of a kitten. It only cries, 'Mew, mew!' The rest it
leaves to its mother. The mother cat puts the kitten sometimes in the
kitchen and sometimes on the MASTER's bed. The young child wants only his
mother. He doesn't know how wealthy his mother is, and he doesn't even
want to know. He knows only, 'I have a mother; why should I worry?' Even
the child of the maidservant knows that he has a mother. If he quarrels
with the son of the MASTER, he says: 'I shall tell my mother. I
have a mother.' My attitude, too, is that of a child."
Suddenly SRI RAMAKRISHNA caught M.'s attention and said, touching his own chest:
"Well, there must be something here. Isn't that so?"
M. looked wonderingly at the MASTER.
He said to himself: "Does the Mother Herself dwell in the MASTER's
heart? Is it the Divine Mother who has assumed this human body for the welfare
of humanity?"
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was
praying to the Divine Mother: "O Mother! O Embodiment of Om! Mother, how
many things people say about Thee! But I don't understand any of them. I
don't know anything, Mother. I have taken refuge at Thy feet. I
have sought protection in Thee. O Mother, I pray only that I may have
pure love for Thy Lotus Feet, love that seeks no return. And Mother, do
not delude me with Thy world-bewitching maya. I seek Thy protection.
I have taken refuge in Thee."
The evening worship in the temples
was over. SRI
RAMAKRISHNA was again seated in his room with M.
M. had been visiting the MASTER
for the past two years and, had received his grace and blessings. He had
been told that God was both with form and without form, that He assumed forms
for the sake of His devotees. To the worshipper of the formless God, the MASTER
said: "Hold to your conviction, but remember that all is possible with
God. He has form, and again, He is formless. He can be many things
more."
MASTER
(to M.): "You have accepted an ideal,
that of God without form-isn't that so?"
M: "Yes, sir. But I also
believe what you say-that all is possible with God. It is quite possible
for God to have forms.
MASTER:
"Good. Remember further that, as Consciousness, He pervades the
entire universe of the living and non-living."
M: "I think of Him as the
consciousness in conscious beings."
MASTER:
"Stick to that ideal now. There is no need of tearing down and
changing one's attitude. You will gradually come to realize that the
consciousness in conscious beings is the Consciousness of God. He alone
is Consciousness.
"Let me ask you one
thing. Do you feel attracted to money and treasures?"
M: "No, sir. But I think of
earning money in order to be free from anxiety, to be able to think of God
without worry."
MASTER:
"Oh, that's perfectly natural."
M: "Is it greed? I don't think
so."
MASTER:
"You are right. Otherwise, who will look after your children? What
will become of them if you feel that you are not the doer?"
M: "I have heard that one cannot
attain Knowledge as long as one has the consciousness of duty. Duty is
like the scorching sun."
MASTER:
"Keep your present attitude. It will be different when the consciousness
of duty drops away of itself."
They remained silent a few minutes.
M: "To enter the world after
attaining partial knowledge! Why, it is like dying in full consciousness, as in
cholera!"
MASTER:
"Oh, Ram! Ram!"
The idea in M.'s mind was that just
as a cholera patient feels excruciating pain at the time of death, because of
retaining consciousness, so also a Jnāni with partial knowledge must feel
extremely miserable leading the life of the world, which he knows to be
illusory.
M: "People who are completely
ignorant are like typhoid patients, who remain unconscious at the time of
death and so do not feel the pain."
MASTER:
"Tell me, what does one attain through money? Jaygopal Sen is such a
wealthy man; but he complains that his children don't obey him."
M: "Is poverty the only painful
thing in the world? There are the six passions besides. Then disease and
grief."
MASTER:
"And also name and fame, the desire to win people's recognition.
Well, what do you think my attitude is?"
M: "It is like that of a man just
awakened from sleep. He becomes aware of himself. You are always
united with God."
MASTER:
"Do you ever dream of me?"
M: "Yes, sir. Many
times."
MASTER:
"How? Did you dream of me as giving you instruction?"
M. remained silent.
MASTER:
"If you ever see me instructing you, then know that it is Satchidananda
Himself that does so."
M. related his dream experiences to Sri Ramakrishna,
who listened to them attentively.
MASTER
(to M.): "That is very good. Don't reason any more. You
are a follower of Śakti."
Wednesday, October 10, 1883
Visit to Adhar's house
Adhar had invited the MASTER
to come to his house on the occasion of the Durga Puja festival. It was
the third day of the worship of the Divine Mother. When SRI RAMAKRISHNA arrived
at Adhar's house, he found Adhar's friend Sarada, Balarām's father, and Adhar's
neighbours and relatives waiting for him.
The MASTER went into the worship hall to
see the evening worship. When it was over, he remained standing there in
an abstracted mood and sang in praise of the Divine Mother:
Glories of the Divine
Mother
Out of my deep affliction rescue me, O Redeemer!
Out of my deep affliction rescue me, O Redeemer!
Terrified by the threats
of the King of Death am I!
Left to myself, I shall perish soon;
Save me, oh, save me now, I pray!
Mother of all the worlds! Thou, the Support of mankind!
Thou, the Bewitcher of all, the Mother of all that has life!
Vrindāvan's charming Radha art Thou,
Dearest playmate of Braja's Beloved.
Blissful comrade of Krishna, well-spring of Krishna's lila,
Child of Himālaya, best of the gopis, beloved of Govinda!
Sacred Ganga, Giver of moksha!
Śakti! The universe sings Thy praise.
Thou art the Spouse of Śiva, the Ever-blessed, the All;
Sometimes Thou takest form and sometimes art absolute.
Eternal Beloved of Mahādeva,
Who can fathom Thine infinite glories?
Left to myself, I shall perish soon;
Save me, oh, save me now, I pray!
Mother of all the worlds! Thou, the Support of mankind!
Thou, the Bewitcher of all, the Mother of all that has life!
Vrindāvan's charming Radha art Thou,
Dearest playmate of Braja's Beloved.
Blissful comrade of Krishna, well-spring of Krishna's lila,
Child of Himālaya, best of the gopis, beloved of Govinda!
Sacred Ganga, Giver of moksha!
Śakti! The universe sings Thy praise.
Thou art the Spouse of Śiva, the Ever-blessed, the All;
Sometimes Thou takest form and sometimes art absolute.
Eternal Beloved of Mahādeva,
Who can fathom Thine infinite glories?
The MASTER went to Adhar's drawing-room
on the second floor and took a seat, surrounded by the guests. Still in a
mood of divine fervour, he said: "Gentlemen, I. have eaten. Now
go and enjoy the feast." Was the MASTER hinting that the Divine Mother had partaken
of Adhar's offering? Did he identify himself with the Divine Mother and
therefore say, "I have eaten"?
Then, addressing the Divine Mother,
he continued: "Shall I eat, O Mother? Or will You eat? O Mother, the very
Embodiment of the Wine of Divine Bliss!" Did the MASTER look on himself as one with
the Divine Mother? Had the Mother incarnated Herself as the Son to instruct
mankind in the ways of God? Was this why the MASTER said, "I have
eaten"?
In that state of divine ecstasy SRI RAMAKRISHNA saw
the six centres in his body, and the Divine Mother dwelling in them. He
sang a song to that effect.
Again he sang:
My mind is overwhelmed
with wonder,
Pondering the Mother's mystery;
Her very name removes
The fear of Kala, Death himself;
Beneath Her feet lies Maha-Kala.
Pondering the Mother's mystery;
Her very name removes
The fear of Kala, Death himself;
Beneath Her feet lies Maha-Kala.
Why should Her hue be
kala, black?
Many the forms of black, but She
Appears astoundingly black;
When contemplated in the heart,
She lights the lotus that blossoms there.
Many the forms of black, but She
Appears astoundingly black;
When contemplated in the heart,
She lights the lotus that blossoms there.
Her form is black, and She
is named
Kāli, the Black One. Blacker than black
Is She! Beholding Her,
Man is bewitched for evermore;
No other form can he enjoy.
Kāli, the Black One. Blacker than black
Is She! Beholding Her,
Man is bewitched for evermore;
No other form can he enjoy.
In wonderment asks
Ramprasad:
Where dwells this Woman so amazing?
At Her mere name, his mind
Becomes at once absorbed in Her,
Though he has never yet beheld Her.
Where dwells this Woman so amazing?
At Her mere name, his mind
Becomes at once absorbed in Her,
Though he has never yet beheld Her.
The fear of the devotees flies away
if they but seek shelter at the feet of the Divine Mother. Was that why
the MASTER
sang the following song?:
I have surrendered my soul
at the fearless feet of the Mother;
Am I afraid of Death any more?
Unto the tuft of hair on my head
Is tied the almighty mantra, Mother Kāli's name.
My body I have sold in the market-place of the world
And with it have bought Sri Durga's name.
Deep within my heart I have planted the name of Kāli,
The Wish-fulfilling Tree of heaven;
When Yama, King of Death, appears,
To him I shall open my heart and show it growing there.
I have cast out from me my six unflagging foes;
Ready am I to sail life's sea,
Crying, "To Durga, victory!"
Am I afraid of Death any more?
Unto the tuft of hair on my head
Is tied the almighty mantra, Mother Kāli's name.
My body I have sold in the market-place of the world
And with it have bought Sri Durga's name.
Deep within my heart I have planted the name of Kāli,
The Wish-fulfilling Tree of heaven;
When Yama, King of Death, appears,
To him I shall open my heart and show it growing there.
I have cast out from me my six unflagging foes;
Ready am I to sail life's sea,
Crying, "To Durga, victory!"
Sarada was stricken with grief on
account of his son's death. So Adhar had taken him to Dakshineswar to
visit the MASTER.
Sarada was a devotee of Sri Chaitanya. SRI RAMAKRISHNA looked at him and
was inspired with the ideal of Gaurānga.
He sang:
Why has My body turned so
golden? It is not time for this to be:
Many the ages that must pass, before as Gaurānga I appear.
Here in the age of Dwapara My sport is not yet at an end;
How strange this transformation is!
The peacock glistens, all of gold; arid golden, too, the cuckoo gleams!
Everything around Me here has turned to gold! Naught else appears
But gold, whichever way I look.
What can it mean, this miracle, that everything I see is gold?
Many the ages that must pass, before as Gaurānga I appear.
Here in the age of Dwapara My sport is not yet at an end;
How strange this transformation is!
The peacock glistens, all of gold; arid golden, too, the cuckoo gleams!
Everything around Me here has turned to gold! Naught else appears
But gold, whichever way I look.
What can it mean, this miracle, that everything I see is gold?
Ah, I can guess its meaning now:
Radha has come to Mathura,
and that is why My skin is gold.
For she is like the bhramara, and so has given Me her hue.
Dark blue My body was but now; yet in the twinkling of an eye
It turned to gold. Have I become Radha by contemplating her?
For she is like the bhramara, and so has given Me her hue.
Dark blue My body was but now; yet in the twinkling of an eye
It turned to gold. Have I become Radha by contemplating her?
I cannot imagine where I
am-in Mathura or Navadvip.
But how could this have come to pass?
Not yet is Balarama born as Nitai, nor has Nārada
Become Srivas, nor Yaśoda as Mother Sachi yet returned.
Then why should I, among them all, alone assume a golden face?
Not yet is Father Nanda born as Jagannath; then why should I
Be thus transmuted into gold?
Perhaps because in Mathura sweet Radha has appeared, My skin
Has borrowed Gaurānga's golden hue.
But how could this have come to pass?
Not yet is Balarama born as Nitai, nor has Nārada
Become Srivas, nor Yaśoda as Mother Sachi yet returned.
Then why should I, among them all, alone assume a golden face?
Not yet is Father Nanda born as Jagannath; then why should I
Be thus transmuted into gold?
Perhaps because in Mathura sweet Radha has appeared, My skin
Has borrowed Gaurānga's golden hue.
SRI RAMAKRISHNA sang
again, still overpowered with the ideal of Gaurānga:
Surely Gaurānga is lost in
a state of blissful ecstasy;
In an exuberance of joy, he laughs and weeps and dances and sings.
He takes a wood for Vrindāvan, the Ganges for the blue Jamuna;
Loudly he sobs and weeps. Yet, though he is all gold without,
He is all black within-black with the blackness of Krishna!
In an exuberance of joy, he laughs and weeps and dances and sings.
He takes a wood for Vrindāvan, the Ganges for the blue Jamuna;
Loudly he sobs and weeps. Yet, though he is all gold without,
He is all black within-black with the blackness of Krishna!
The MASTER continued to sing, assuming
the attitude of a woman devotee infatuated with love for Gaurānga:
Why do my neighbours raise
such a scandal?
Why do they cast aspersions upon me
Simply because of Gaurānga?
How can they understand my feelings?
How can I ever explain?
Can I ever explain at all?
Alas, to whom shall I explain it?
Ah, but they make me die of shame!
Once on a time, at the house of Srivas,
Gora was loudly singing the kirtan,
When, on the ground of the courtyard,
Falling, he rolled in an ecstasy.
I, who was standing near him,
Seeing him where he lay entranced.
Was suddenly lost to outward sense.
Until the wife of Srivas revived me.
Why do they cast aspersions upon me
Simply because of Gaurānga?
How can they understand my feelings?
How can I ever explain?
Can I ever explain at all?
Alas, to whom shall I explain it?
Ah, but they make me die of shame!
Once on a time, at the house of Srivas,
Gora was loudly singing the kirtan,
When, on the ground of the courtyard,
Falling, he rolled in an ecstasy.
I, who was standing near him,
Seeing him where he lay entranced.
Was suddenly lost to outward sense.
Until the wife of Srivas revived me.
Another day, in the bhaktas'
procession,
Gora was sweetly singing the kirtan;
Clasping the outcastes to him,
He softened the unbelievers' hearts.
Through Nadia's market-place
He chanted Lord Hari's holy name.
I followed the throng, and from close by
Caught a glimpse of his golden feet.
Once by the Ganges' bank
he stood,
His body bright as the sun and moon
Charming all with his beauty.
I too had come, to fetch some water,
And, as I looked from one side,
My water-jar slipped and fell to the ground.
My sister-in-law, the gossip, saw me,
And now she is spreading it everywhere.
His body bright as the sun and moon
Charming all with his beauty.
I too had come, to fetch some water,
And, as I looked from one side,
My water-jar slipped and fell to the ground.
My sister-in-law, the gossip, saw me,
And now she is spreading it everywhere.
Balarām's father was a Vaishnava;
hence the MASTER
also sang of the divine love of the gopis for their beloved Krishna:
I have not found my
Krishna, O friend! How cheerless my home without Him!
Ah, if Krishna could only be the hair upon my head,
Carefully I should braid it then, and deck it with bakul-flowers;
Carefully I should fashion the braids out of my Krishna-hair.
Krishna is black, and black is my hair; black would be one with black!
Ah, if Krishna could only be the ring I wear in my nose,
Always from my nose He would hang, and my two lips could touch Him.
But it can never be, alas! Why should I idly dream?
Why should Krishna care at all to be the ring in my nose?
Ah, if Krishna could only be the hair upon my head,
Carefully I should braid it then, and deck it with bakul-flowers;
Carefully I should fashion the braids out of my Krishna-hair.
Krishna is black, and black is my hair; black would be one with black!
Ah, if Krishna could only be the ring I wear in my nose,
Always from my nose He would hang, and my two lips could touch Him.
But it can never be, alas! Why should I idly dream?
Why should Krishna care at all to be the ring in my nose?
Ah, if Krishna could only
be the bracelets on my arms,
Always He would cling to my wrists, and proudly I should walk,
Shaking my bracelets to make them sound, shaking my arms to show them;
Down the king's highway I should walk, wearing my Krishn bracelets.
Always He would cling to my wrists, and proudly I should walk,
Shaking my bracelets to make them sound, shaking my arms to show them;
Down the king's highway I should walk, wearing my Krishn bracelets.
Balarām's father was a wealthy man
with estates in different parts of Orissa. An orthodox member of the
Vaishnava sect, he had built temples and arranged for distribution of food to
the pilgrims at various holy places. He had been spending the last years
of his life in Vrindāvan. The Vaishnavas, for the most part, are bigoted
in their religious views. Some of them harbour malicious feelings toward
the followers of the Tantra and Vedānta. But SRI RAMAKRISHNA never encouraged
such a narrow outlook. According to his teachings, through earnestness
and yearning all lovers of God will ultimately reach the same goal. The MASTER
began the conversation in order to broaden the religious views of Balarām's
father.
MASTER's harmony of
religions
MASTER
(to M.): "Once I thought, 'Why should I be one-sided?' Therefore I was
initiated into Vaishnavism in Vrindāvan and took the garb of a Vaishnava
monk. I spent three days practising the Vaishnava discipline.
Again, at Dakshineswar I was initiated into the mystery of Rāmā worship.
I painted my forehead with a long mark and put on a string with a diamond round
my neck. But after a few days I gave them up.
"A certain man had a tub.
People would come to him to have their clothes dyed. The tub contained a
solution of dye. Whatever colour a man wanted for his cloth, he would get
by dipping the cloth in the tub. One man was amazed to see this and said
to the dyer, 'Please give me the dye you have in your tub.' "
Was the MASTER hinting that people
professing different religions would come to him and have their spiritual
consciousness awakened according to their own ideals?
MASTER
(to Balarām's father): "Don't read books any more. But you may read
books on devotion, such as the life of Chaitanya.
"The whole thing is to love God
and taste His sweetness. He is sweetness and the devotee is its
enjoyer. The devotee drinks the sweet Bliss of God. Further, God is
the lotus and the devotee the bee. The devotee sips the honey of the lotus.
"As a devotee cannot live
without God, so also God cannot live without His devotee. Then the
devotee becomes the sweetness, and God its enjoyer. The devotee becomes
the lotus, and God the bee. It is the Godhead that has become these two
in order to enjoy Its own Bliss. That is the significance of the episode
of Radha and Krishna.
"At the beginning of spiritual
life the devotee should observe such rites as pilgrimage, putting a string of
beads around his neck, and so forth. But outward ceremonies gradually
drop off as he attains the goal, the vision of God. Then his only
activity is the repetition of God's name, and contemplation and meditation on
Him.
"The pennies equivalent to
sixteen rupees make a great heap. But sixteen silver coins do not look
like such a big amount. Again, the quantity becomes much smaller when you
change the sixteen rupees into one gold mohur. And if you change the gold
into a tiny piece of diamond, people hardly notice it."
Orthodox Vaishnavas insist on the
outer insignia of religion. They criticize any devotee who does not wear
these marks. Was that why the MASTER said that, after the vision of God, a
devotee becomes indifferent to outer marks, giving up formal worship when the
goal of spiritual life is attained?
MASTER (to Balarām's father): "The Kartabhajas group the devotees into four classes: the pravartaka, the sadhaka, the siddha, and the siddha of the siddha. The pravartaka, the beginner, puts the mark of his religion on his forehead, wears a string of beads around his neck, and observes other outer conventions. The sadhaka, the struggling devotee, does not care so much for elaborate rites. An example of this class is the Baul. The siddha, the perfect, firmly believes that God exists. The siddha of the siddha, the supremely perfect, like Chaitanya, not only has realized God but also has become intimate with Him and talks with Him all the time. This is the last limit of realization.
Different classes of
spiritual aspirants
"There are many kinds of
spiritual aspirants. Those endowed with sattva perform their spiritual
practices secretly. They look like ordinary people, but they meditate
inside the mosquito net.
"Aspirants endowed with rajas
exhibit outward pomp-a string of beads around the neck, a mark on the forehead,
an ochre robe, a silk cloth, a rosary with a gold bead, and so on. They
are like stall-keepers advertising their wares with signboards.
"All religions and all paths
call upon their followers to pray to one and the same God. Therefore one
should not show disrespect to any religion or religious opinion. It is
God alone who is called Satchidananda Brahman in the Vedas, Satchidananda
Krishna in the Puranas, and Satchidananda Śiva in the Tantras. It is one
and the same Satchidananda.
"There are different sects of
Vaishnavas. That which is called Brahman in the Vedas is
called Ālekh-Niranjan by one Vaishnava sect. 'Ālekh' means
That which cannot be pointed out or perceived by the sense-organs.
According to this sect, Radha and Krishna are only two bubbles of the Ālekh.
"According to the Vedānta,
there is no Incarnation of God. The Vedantists say that Rāmā and Krishna
are but two waves in the Ocean of Satchidananda.
"In reality there are not
two. There is only One. A man may call on God by any name; if he is
sincere in his prayer he will certainly reach Him. He will succeed if he
has longing."
As SRI RAMAKRISHNA spoke these words to
the devotees, he was overwhelmed with divine fervour. Coming down to
partial consciousness of the world, he said to Balarām's father, "Are you
the father of Balarām?"
All sat in silence. Balarām's
aged father was silently telling his beads.
Futility of worship
without yearning
MASTER
(to M. and the others): "Well, these people practise so much japa
and go to so many sacred places, but why are they like this? Why, do they make
no progress? In their case it seems as if the year consists of eighteen months.
"Once I said to Harish: 'What
is the use of going to Benares if one does not feel restless for God? And if one
feels that longing, then this very place is Benares.'
"They make so many pilgrimages
and repeat the name of God so much, but why do they not realize anything? It is
because they have no longing for God. God reveals Himself to the devotee
if only he calls upon Him with a longing heart.
"At the beginning of a yatra
performance much light-hearted restlessness is to be observed on the
stage. At that time one does not see Krishna. Next the sage Nārada
enters with his flute and sings longingly, 'O Govinda! O my Life! O my Soul!'
Then Krishna can no longer remain away and appears with the cowherd boys."
Tuesday, October 16, 1883
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was
in his room with Rākhāl , Balarām's father, Beni Pāl, M., Mani Mallick, Ishan,
Kishori, and other devotees.
MASTER:
"Liberal-minded devotees accept all the forms of God: Krishna, Kāli, Śiva,
Rāmā, and so on."
BALARĀM'S FATHER: "Yes, sir. It is like a
woman's recognizing her husband, whatever clothes he wears."
Unwavering devotion to God
MASTER:
"But again, there is a thing called nishtha, single-minded devotion.
When the gopis went to Mathura they saw Krishna with a turban on His
head. At this they pulled down their veils and said, 'Who is this man?
Where is our Krishna with the peacock feather on His crest and the yellow cloth
on His body?' Hanuman also had that unswerving devotion. He came to
Dwaraka in the cycle of Dwapara. Krishna said to Rukmini, His queen,
'Hanuman will not be satisfied unless he sees the form of Rāmā.' So, to please
Hanuman, Krishna assumed the form of Rāma.
"But, my dear sir, I am in a
peculiar state of mind. My mind constantly descends from the Absolute to
the Relative, and again ascends from the Relative to the Absolute.
"The attainment of the Absolute
is called the Knowledge of Brahman. But it is extremely difficult to
acquire. A man cannot acquire the Knowledge of Brahman unless he
completely rids himself of his attachment to the world. When the Divine
Mother was born as the daughter of King Himalaya, She showed Her various forms
to Her father. The king said, 'I want to see Brahman.' Thereupon the
Divine Mother said: 'Father, if that is your desire, then you must seek the
company of holy men. You must go into solitude, away from the world, and
now and then live in holy company.'
The many and the One
"The manifold has come from the
One alone, the Relative from the Absolute. There is a state of
consciousness where the many disappears, and the One, as well; for the many
must exist as long as the One exists. Brahman is without comparison.
It is impossible to explain Brahman by analogy. It is between light and
darkness. It is Light, but not the light that we perceive, not material
light.
"Again, when God changes the
state of my mind, when He brings my mind down to the plane of the Relative, I
perceive that it is He who has become all these-the Creator, maya, the living
beings, and the universe.
"Again, sometimes He shows me
that He has created the universe and all living beings. He is the MASTER,
and the universe His garden.
Knowledge and ignorance
"'He is the MASTER,
and the universe and all its living beings belong to Him'-that is
Knowledge. And, 'I am the doer', 'I am the guru', 'I am the father'-that
is ignorance. 'This is my house; this is my family; this is my wealth;
these are my relatives'-this also is ignorance."
BALARĀM'S FATHER: "That is true, sir."
MASTER:
"As long as you do not feel that God is the MASTER, you must come back to the
world, you must be born again and again. There will be no rebirth when
you can truly say, 'O God, Thou art the MASTER.' As long as you cannot say, 'O Lord,
Thou alone art real', you will not be released from the life of the
world. This going and coming, this rebirth, is inevitable. There
will be no liberation. Further, what can you achieve by saying, 'It is
mine'? The manager of an estate may say, 'This is our garden; these are our
couches and furniture.' But when he is dismissed by the MASTER, he hasn't the right to take
away even a chest of worthless mango-wood given to him for his use.
"The feeling of 'I and mine'
has covered the Reality. Because of this we do not see Truth.
Attainment of Chaitanya, Divine Consciousness, is not possible without the
knowledge of Advaita, Non-duality. After realizing Chaitanya one enjoys
Nityananda, Eternal Bliss. One enjoys this Bliss after attaining the
state of a paramahamsa.
"Vedānta does not recognize the
Incarnation of God. According to it, Chaitanyadeva is only a bubble of
the non-dual Brahman.
"Do you know what the vision of
Divine Consciousness is like? It is like the sudden illumination of a dark room
when a match is struck.
"The Incarnation of God is
accepted by those who follow the path of bhakti. A woman belonging to the
Kartabhaja sect observed my condition, and remarked: 'You have inner
realization. Don't dance and sing too much. Ripe grapes must be
preserved carefully in cotton. The mother-in-law lessens her
daughter-in-law's activities when the daughter-in-law is with child. One
characteristic of God-realization is that the activities of a man with such
realization gradually drop away. Inside this man [meaning Sri Ramakrishna]
is the real Jewel.'
"Watching me eat, she remarked,
'Sir, are you yourself eating, or are you feeding someone else?'
"The feeling of ego has covered
the Truth. Narendra once said, 'As the "I" of man recedes, the
"I" of God approaches.' Kedār says, 'The more clay there is in
the jar, the less water it holds.'
"Krishna said to Arjuna:
'Brother, you will not realize Me if you possess even one of the eight
siddhis.' These give only a little power. With healing and the like one
may do only a little good to others. Isn't that true?
"Therefore I prayed to the
Divine Mother for pure love only, a love that does not seek any return. I
never, asked for occult powers."
While talking thus, SRI RAMAKRISHNA went
into samādhi. He sat there motionless, completely forgetful of the outer
world. Then, coming down to the sense world, he sang:
Ah, friend! I have not
found Him yet, whose love has driven me mad. . . .
At the MASTER's request, Ramlal sang a song
describing how Chaitanya embraced the monastic life:
Oh, what a vision I have
beheld in Keshab Bharati's hut!
Gora, in all his matchless grace,
Shedding tears in a thousand streams!
Like a mad elephant
He dances in ecstasy and sings,
Drunk with an overwhelming love.
Gora, in all his matchless grace,
Shedding tears in a thousand streams!
Like a mad elephant
He dances in ecstasy and sings,
Drunk with an overwhelming love.
Rolling flat upon the
ground and swimming in his tears,
He weeps and shouts Lord Hari's name,
Piercing the very heavens with his cries,
Loud as a lion's roar;
Then most humbly he begs men's love,
To feel himself the servant of Cod.
He weeps and shouts Lord Hari's name,
Piercing the very heavens with his cries,
Loud as a lion's roar;
Then most humbly he begs men's love,
To feel himself the servant of Cod.
Shorn of his locks, he has
put on the yogi's ochre robe;
Even the hardest heart must melt
To see his pure and heavenly love.
Smitten by man's deep woe,
He has abandoned everything
And pours out love unstintingly.
Even the hardest heart must melt
To see his pure and heavenly love.
Smitten by man's deep woe,
He has abandoned everything
And pours out love unstintingly.
Oh, would that Premdas
were his slave and, passing from door to door,
Might sing Gaurānga's endless praise!
Might sing Gaurānga's endless praise!
The MASTER asked Mani Mallick to quote
the words of Tulsidas to the effect that one who had developed love of God
could not observe caste distinctions.
MANI: "The throat of the chatak bird
is pierced with thirst. All around are the waters of the Ganges, the
Jamuna, the Saraju, and of innumerable other rivers and lakes; but the bird will
not touch any of these. It only looks up expectantly for the rain that
falls when the star Svati is in the ascendant."
MASTER:
"That means that love for the Lotus Feet of God is alone real, and all
else illusory."
MANI: "Tulsi also said: 'At the
touch of the philosopher's stone, the eight metals become gold. Likewise
all castes, even the butcher and the untouchable, become pure by repeating
Hari's name. Without Hari's name the people of the four castes are but
butchers.'"
MASTER:
"The hide that the scriptures forbid one to touch can be taken inside the
temple after it has been tanned.
Chanting God's holy name
"Man becomes pure by repeating
the name of God. Therefore one should practise the chanting of God's
name. I said to Jadu Mallick's mother: 'In the hour of death you will
think only of worldly things-of family, children, executing the will, and so
forth. The thought of God will not come to your mind. The way to
remember God in the hour of death is to practise, now, the repetition of His
name and the chanting of His glories. If one keeps up this practice, then
in the hour of death one will repeat the name of God. When the cat
pounces upon the bird, the bird only squawks and does not say, 'Rāma, Rāma,
Hare-Krishna'.
"It is good to prepare for death.
One should constantly think of God and chant His name in solitude during the
last years of one's life. If the elephant is put into the stable after
its bath it is not soiled again by dirt and dust."
Balarām's father, Mani Mallick, and
Beni Pāl were all elderly men. Did the MASTER give this instruction
especially for their benefit?
MASTER:
"Why do I ask you to think of God and chant His name in solitude? Living
in the world day and night, one suffers from worries. Haven't you noticed
brother killing brother for a foot of land? The Sikhs said to me, 'The cause of
all worry and confusion is these three: land, woman, and money.'
"You are leading a
householder's life. Why should you be afraid of the world? When Rāma said
to Dasaratha that He was going to renounce the world, it worried His father,
and the king sought counsel of Vasishtha. Vasishtha said to Rāma: 'Rāma,
why should You give up the world? Reason with me; Is this world outside God?
What is there to renounce and what is there to accept? Nothing whatever exists
but God. It is Brahman alone that appears as Isvara, maya, living beings,
and the universe.' "
BALARĀM'S FATHER: "It is very difficult,
sir."
MASTER:
"The aspirant, while practising spiritual discipline, looks upon the world
as a 'framework of illusion'. Again, after the attainment of Knowledge,
the vision of God, this very world becomes to him a 'mansion of mirth'.
"It is written in the books of
the Vaishnavas: 'God can be attained through faith alone; reasoning pushes Him
far away.' Faith alone!
"What faith Krishnakishore had!
At Vrindāvan a low-caste man drew water for him from a well.
Krishnakishore said to him, 'Repeat the name of Śiva.' After the man had
repeated the name of Śiva, Krishnakishore unhesitatingly drank the water.
He used to say, 'If a man chants the name of God, does he need to spend money
any more for the atonement of his sins? How foolish!' He was amazed to see
people worshipping God with the sacred tulsi-leaf in order to get rid of their
illnesses. At the bathing-ghat here he said to us, 'Please bless me, that
I may pass my days repeating Rāma's holy name.' Whenever I went to his house he
would dance with joy at the sight of me. Rāma said to Lakshmana,
'Brother, whenever you find people singing and dancing in the ecstasy of divine
love, know for certain that I am there.' Chaitanya is an example of such
ecstatic love. He laughed and wept and danced and sang in divine
ecstasy. He was an Incarnation. God incarnated Himself through Chaitanya."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA sang
a song describing the divine love of Chaitanya. Then Balarām's father,
Mani Mallick, Beni Pāl, and several other devotees took leave of the MASTER.
In the evening, devotees from
Kansaritola, Calcutta, arrived. The MASTER danced and sang with them in a state of
divine fervour. After dancing, he went into a spiritual mood and said,
"I shall go part of the way myself." Kishori came forward to massage
his feet, but the MASTER did not allow anyone to touch him.
Ishan arrived. The MASTER
was seated, still in a spiritual mood. After a while he became engaged in
talk with Ishan. It was Ishan's desire to practise the Purascharana of
the Gayatri.
MASTER
(to Ishan): "Follow your own intuition. I hope there is no more
doubt in your mind. Is there any? The path of the Vedas is not meant for
the Kaliyuga. The path of Tantra is efficacious."
ISHAN: "I have almost resolved to
perform an atonement ceremony."
MASTER:
"Do you mean to say that one cannot follow the path of Tantra? That which
is Brahman is also Śakti, Kāli. Knowing the secret that Kāli is one with
the highest Brahman, I have discarded, once for all, both righteousness and
sin."
ISHAN: "It is mentioned in a
hymn in the Chandi that Brahman alone is the Primal Energy. Brahman is
identical with Śakti."
MASTER:
"It will not do simply to express that idea in words. Only when you
assimilate it will all be well with you.
"When the heart becomes pure
through the practice of spiritual discipline, then one rightly feels that God alone
is the Doer. He alone has become mind, life, and intelligence. We
are only His instruments. Thou it is that holdest the elephant in the
mire; Thou, that helpest the lame man scale the loftiest hill.
"When your heart becomes pure,
then you will realize that it is God who makes us perform such rites as the
Purascharana.
Thou workest Thine own work; men only call it theirs.
"All doubts disappear after the
realization of God. Then the devotee meets the favourable wind. He
becomes free from worry. He is like the boatman who, when the favourable
wind blows, unfurls the sail, holds the rudder lightly, and enjoys a
smoke."
Ishan took his leave and SRI RAMAKRISHNA talked
with M. No one else was present. He asked M. what he thought of Narendra,
Rākhāl , Adhar, and Hazra, and whether they were guileless.
"And", asked the MASTER, "what do you think of
me?" .
M. said: "You are simple and at
the same time deep. It is extremely difficult to understand you."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA laughed.
November 26, 1883
It was the day of the annual
festival of the Sinduriapatti Brahmo Samaj. The ceremony was to be
performed in Manilal Mallick's house. The worship hall was beautifully
decorated with flowers, wreaths, and evergreens, and many devotees were
assembled, eagerly awaiting the worship. Their enthusiasm had been
greatly heightened by the news that SRI RAMAKRISHNA was going to grace the occasion
with his presence. Keshab, Vijay, Shivanath, and other leaders of the
Brahmo Samaj held him in high respect. His God intoxicated state of mind,
his intense love of spiritual life, his burning faith, his intimate communion
with God, and his respect for women, whom he regarded as veritable
manifestations of the Divine Mother, together with the unsullied purity of his
character, his complete renunciation of worldly talk, his love and respect for
all religious faiths, and his eagerness to meet devotees of all creeds,
attracted the members of the Brahmo Samaj to him. Devotees came that day
from far-off places to join the festival, for it would give them a chance to
get a glimpse of the MASTER and listen to his inspiring talk.
SRI RAMAKRISHNA arrived
at the house before the worship began, and became engaged in conversation with
Vijaykrishna Goswami and the other devotees. The lamps were lighted and
the divine service was about to begin.
The MASTER asked if Shivanath would come
to the festival. A Brahmo devotee said that he had other important things
to do and was not coming.
Truthfulness leads to God
MASTER:
"I feel very happy when I see Shivanath. He always seems to be
absorbed in the bliss of bhakti. Further, a man who is respected by so
many surely possesses some divine power. But he has one great defect: he
doesn't keep his word. Once he said to me that, he would come to
Dakshineswar, but he neither came nor sent me word. That is not
good. It is said that truthfulness alone constitutes the spiritual
discipline of the Kaliyuga. If a man clings tenaciously to truth he
ultimately realizes God. Without this regard for truth, one gradually
loses everything. If by chance I say that I will go to the pine-grove, I
must go there even if there is no further need of it, lest I lose my attachment
to truth. After my vision of the Divine Mother, I prayed to Her, taking a
flower in my hands: 'Mother, here is Thy knowledge and here is Thy
ignorance. Take them both, and give me only pure love. Here is Thy
holiness and here is Thy unholiness. Take them both, Mother, and give me
pure love. Here is Thy good and here is Thy evil. Take them both,
Mother, and give me pure love. Here is Thy righteousness, and here is Thy
unrighteousness. Take them both, Mother, and give me pure love.' I
mentioned all these, but I could not say: 'Mother, here is Thy truth and here
is Thy falsehood. Take them both.' I gave up everything at Her feet
but could not bring myself to give up truth."
Soon the service began according to
the rules of the Brahmo Samaj. The preacher was seated on the dais.
After the opening prayer he recited holy texts of the Vedas and was joined by
the congregation in the invocation to the Supreme Brahman. They chanted
in chorus: "Brahman is Truth, Knowledge, and Infinity. It shines as
Bliss and Immortality. Brahman is Peace, Blessedness, the One without a
Second; It is pure and unstained by sin." The minds of the devotees were
stilled, and they closed their eyes in meditation.
The MASTER went into deep samādhi.
He sat there transfixed and speechless. After some time he opened his
eyes, looked around, and suddenly stood up with the words "Brahma!
Brahma!" on his lips. Soon the devotional music began, accompanied
by drums and cymbals. In a state of divine fervour the MASTER
began to dance with the devotees. Vijay and the other Brahmos danced
around him. The guests and the devotees were enchanted. Many of
them drank the sweet bliss of God's name and forgot the world. The
happiness of the material world appeared bitter to them, at least for the time
being.
After the kirtan all sat around the MASTER, eager to hear his words.
Advice to householders
MASTER:
"It is difficult to lead the life of a householder in a spirit of
detachment. Once Pratap said to me: 'Sir, we follow the example of King
Janaka. He led the life of a householder in a detached spirit. We
shall follow him.' I said to him: 'Can one be like King Janaka by merely wishing
it? How many austerities he practised in order to acquire divine knowledge! He
practised the most intense form of asceticism for many years and only then
returned to the life of the world.'
"Is there, then, no hope for
householders? Certainly there is. They must practise spiritual discipline
in solitude for some days. Thus they will acquire knowledge and
devotion. Then it will not hurt them to lead the life of the world.
But when you practise discipline in solitude, keep yourself entirely away from
your family. You must not allow your wife, son, daughter, mother, father,
sister, brother, friends, or relatives near you. While thus practising
discipline in solitude, you should think: 'I have no one else in the
world. God is my all.' You must also pray to Him, with tears in your
eyes, for knowledge and devotion.
"If you ask me how long you
should live in solitude away from your family, I should say that it would be
good for you if you could spend even one day in such a manner. Three days
at a time are still better. One may live in solitude for twelve days, a
month, three months, or a year, according to one's convenience and
ability. One hasn't much to fear if one leads the life of a householder
after attaining knowledge and devotion.
"If you break a jack-fruit
after rubbing your hands with oil, then its sticky milk will not smear your
hands. While playing the game of hide-and-seek, you are safe if you but
once touch the 'granny'. Be turned into gold by touching the
philosopher's stone. After that you may remain buried underground a
thousand years; when you are taken out you will still be gold.
"The mind is like milk.
If you keep the mind in the world, which is like water, then the milk and water
will get mixed. That is why people keep milk in a quiet place and let it
set into curd, and then churn butter from it. Likewise, through spiritual
discipline practised in solitude, churn the butter of knowledge and devotion
from the milk of the mind. Then that butter can easily be kept in the
water of the world. It will not get mixed with the world. The mind
will float detached on the water of the world."
Vijay had just returned from Gaya,
where he had spent a long time in solitude and holy company. He had put
on the ochre robe of a monk and was in an exalted state of mind, always
indrawn. He was sitting before the MASTER with his head bent down, as if absorbed in
some deep thought.
Casting his benign glance on Vijay,
the MASTER
said: "Vijay, have you found your room?
"Let me tell you a parable:
Once two holy men, in the course of their wanderings, entered a city. One
of them, with wondering eyes and mouth agape, was looking at the market-place,
the stalls, and the buildings, when he met his companion. The latter
said: 'You seem to be filled with wonder at the city. Where is your
baggage?' He replied: 'First of all I found a room. I put my things in
it, locked the door, and felt totally relieved. Now I am going about the
city enjoying all the fun.'
"So I am asking you, Vijay, if
you have found your room. (To M. and
the others) You see, the spring in Vijay's heart has been covered all these
days. Now it is open. . .
(To Vijay) "Well, Shivanath is
always in trouble and turmoil. He has to write for magzines and perform
many other duties. Worldly duties bring much worry and anxiety along with
them.
"It is narrated in the
Bhagavata that the Avadhuta had twenty-four gurus, one of whom was a
kite. In a certain place the fishermen were catching fish. A kite
swooped down and snatched a fish. At the sight of the fish, about a
thousand crows chased the kite and made a great noise with their cawing.
Whichever way the kite flew with the fish, the crows followed it. The
kite flew to the south and the crows followed it there. The kite flew to
the north and still the crows followed after it. The kite went east and
west, but with the same result. As the kite began to fly about in
confusion, lo, the fish dropped from its mouth. The crows at once let the
kite alone and flew after the fish. Thus relieved of its worries, the
kite sat on the branch of a tree and thought: 'That wretched fish was at the
root of all my troubles. I have now got rid of it and therefore I
am at peace.'
"The Avadhuta learnt this
lesson from the kite, that as long as a man has the fish, that is, worldly
desires, he must perform actions and consequently suffer from worry, anxiety,
and restlessness. No sooner does he renounce these desires than his
activities fall away and he enjoys peace of soul.
"But work without any selfish
motive is good. It does not create any worry. But it is very
difficult to be totally unselfish. We may think that our work is
selfless, but selfishness comes, unknown to us, from no one knows where.
But if a man has already undergone great spiritual discipline, then as a result
of it he may be able to do work without any selfish motive. After the
vision of God a man can easily do unselfish work. In most cases action
drops away after the attainment of God. Only a few, like Nārada, work to
bring light to mankind.
"The Avadhuta accepted a bee as
another teacher. Bees accumulate their honey by days of hard
labour. But they cannot enjoy their honey, for a man soon breaks the comb
and takes it away. The Avadhuta learnt this lesson from the bees, that
one should not lay things up. Sādhus should depend one hundred per cent
on God. They must not gather for the morrow. But this does not
apply to the householder. He must bring up his family; therefore it is
necessary for him to provide. Birds and monks do not hoard. Yet
birds also hoard after their chicks are hatched: they collect food in their
beaks for their young ones.
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