Chapter
29
THE DURGA PUJA FESTIVAL
Friday, September
26, 1884
SRI RAMAKRISHNA had come to Calcutta. It was the
first day of the Durga Puja, the great religious festival, and the Hindus of
the metropolis were celebrating it. The MASTER intended to visit the image of the Divine
Mother at Adhar's house. He also wanted to see Shivanath, the Brahmo devotee.
It was about midday. Umbrella in hand, M. was pacing the foot-path in front of the Brahmo
Samaj temple. Two hours had passed but the MASTER had not yet appeared. Now and then M. sat
down on the steps of Dr. Mahalnavish's dispensary and watched the joy and mirth
of the people, young and old, who were celebrating the Puja.
A little after three the MASTER's carriage drove up. As soon
as SRI
RAMAKRISHNA stepped out he saluted the temple of the Brahmo Samaj
with folded hands. Hazra and a few other devotees were with him. M. bowed
before the MASTER
and took the dust of his feet. The MASTER told him that he was going to Shivanath's
house. A few minutes later several members of the Brahmo Samaj came and took
him to Shivanath's. But Shivanath was not at home. Shortly afterwards VIJAY Goswami, Mahalnavish, and several other
Brahmo leaders greeted the MASTER and took him inside the Brahmo temple.
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was in a happy mood. He was given a
seat below the altar. There the Brahmo devotees sang their devotional music. VIJAY and the Brahmo devotees sat in front of the MASTER.
MASTER (to VIJAY,
with a smile): "I was told that you had put up a 'signboard' here that
people belonging to other faiths are not allowed to come in. NARENDRA,
too, said to me: 'You shouldn't go to the Brahmo Samiij. You had better visit
Shivanath's house.'
MASTER's catholicity
"But
I say that we are all calling on the same God. Jealousy and malice need not be.
Some say that God is formless,and some that God has form. I say, let one man
meditate on God with form if he believes in form, and let another meditate on
the formless Deity if he does not believe in form. What I mean is that dogmatism
is not good. It is not good to feel that my religion alone is true and other
religions are false. The correct attitude is this: My religion is right, but I
do not know whether other religions are right or wrong, true or false. I say
this because one cannot know the true nature of God unless one realizes Him.
Kabir used to say: 'God with form is my Mother, the Formless is my Father.
Which shall I blame? Which shall I praise? The two pans of the scales are
equally heavy.'
Different paths for different temperaments
"Hindus,
Mussalmans, Christians, Saktas, Saivas, Vaishnavas, the Brahmajnanis of the
time of the rishis, and you, the Brahmajnanis of modern times, all seek the
same object. A mother prepares dishes to suit the stomachs of her children.
Suppose a mother has five children and a fish is bought for the family. She
doesn't cook pilau or kalia for all of them. All have not the same power of
digestion; so she prepares a simple stew for some. But she loves all her
children equally.
"Do you know my attitude? I love all the preparations
of fish. I have a womanly nature (all laugh). I feel myself at home with
every dish-fried fish, fish cooked with turmeric powder, pickled fish. And
further, I equally relish rich preparations like fish-head, kalia, and pilau.
(all laugh)
"Do you know what the truth is? God has made different
religions to suit different aspirants, times, and countries. All doctrines are
only so many paths; but a path is by no means God Himself. Indeed, one can
reach God if one follows any of the paths with whole-hearted devotion. Suppose
there are errors in the religion that one has accepted; if one is sincere and
earnest, then God Himself will correct those errors. Suppose a man has set out
with a sincere desire to visit Jagannath at Puri and by mistake has gone north
instead of south; then certainly someone meeting him on the way will tell him:
'My good fellow, don't go that way. Go to the south.' And the man will reach
Jagannath sooner or later.
"If
there are errors in other religions, that is none of our business. God, to whom
the world belongs, takes care of that. Our duty is somehow to visit Jagannath.
(To the Brahmos) The view you hold is good indeed. You describe God as
formless. That is fine. One may eat a cake with icing, either straight or
sidewise. It will taste sweet either way.
Dogmatism condemned
"But
dogmatism is not good. You have no doubt heard the story of the chameleon. A
man entered a wood and saw a chameleon on a tree. He reported to his friends,
'I have seen a red lizard.' He was firmly convinced that it was nothing but
red. Another person, after visiting the tree, said, 'I have seen a green
lizard.' He was firmly convinced that it was nothing but green. But the man who
lived under the tree said: 'What both of you have said is true. But the fact is
that the creature is sometimes red, sometimes green, sometimes yellow, and
sometimes has no colour at all.'
"God
has been described in the Vedas as both with attributes and without. You
describe Him as without form only. That is one-sided. But never mind. If you
know one of His aspects truly, you will be able to know His other aspects too.
God Himself will tell you all about them. (Pointing to two or three Brahmo
devotees) Those who come to your Samaj know both this gentleman and that."
Encouragement to VIJAY
VIJAY
still belonged to the Sadharan Brahmo Samaj. He was a salaried preacher of that
organization but could not obey all its rules and regulations. He mixed with
those who believed in God with form. This was creating a misunderstanding
between him and the Brahmo authorities. Many Brahmos disapproved of his
conduct. The MASTER
suddenly looked at VIJAY and began to talk
to him.
MASTER (to VIJAY,
smiling): "I understand that they have been finding fault with you for mixing
with those who believe in God with form. Is that true? He who is a devotee of
God must have an understanding that cannot be shaken under any conditions. He
must be like the anvil in a blacksmith's shop. It is constantly being struck by
the hammer; still it is unshaken. Bad people may abuse you very much and speak
ill of you; but you must bear with them all if you sincerely seek God. Isn't it
possible to think of God in the midst of the wicked? Just think of the rishis
of ancient times. They used to meditate on God in the forest, surrounded on all
sides by tigers, bears, and other ferocious beasts. Wicked men have the nature
of tigers and bears. They will pursue you to do you an injury.
How to deal with wicked people
"One
must be careful about these few things. First, an influential man who has much
money and many men under his control. He can injure you if he wants; you must
be careful while talking to him; perhaps you may have to approve what he says.
Second, a dog. When it chases you or barks at you, you must stand still, talk
to it gently, and pacify it. Third, a bull. If it runs after you with lowered
horns, you must calm it with a gentle voice. Fourth, a drunkard. If you arouse
his anger, he will abuse you, naming fourteen generations of your family. You
should say to him: 'Hello uncle! How are you?' Then he will be mightily pleased
and sit by you and smoke.
"In the presence of a wicked person I become alert. If
such a man asks me whether I have a pipe for smoking, I say, 'Yes, I have.'
Some people have the nature of a snake: they will bite you without warning. You
have to discriminate a great deal in order to avoid the bite; otherwise your
passion will be stirred up to such an extent that you will feel like doing
injury in return. The companionship of a holy man is greatly needed now and
then. It enables one to discriminate between the Real and the unreal."
VIJAY: "I have no time, sir. I am entangled in my duties
here."
MASTER: "You are a religious teacher.
Others have holidays, but not so a religious teacher. When the manager of an
estate brings order to one part of it, the landlord sends him to another part.
So you have no leisure." (all laugh)
VIJAY (with folded hands): "Sir, please give me your
blessing."
MASTER: "Now you are talking like an ignorant
person. It is God alone who blesses."
VIJAY: "Revered sir, please give us some instruction."
The MASTER glanced around the Brahmo temple and said
with a smile, "This is nice too-a mixture of crystals and syrup. There are
crystals, and there is syrup too.
"I have scored too many points and am therefore out of
the game (all laugh). Do you know the game called 'nax'? It is a game of
cards, and anyone scoring above seventeen is out of the game. Those who score
fewer points-say five, seven, or ten-are clever. I have scored too many and am
out of the game.
"Once Keshab Sen gave a lecture at his house. I was
present. Many people were there. The ladies were seated behind the screen.
Keshab, in the course of his talk, said, 'O God, please bless us that we may
dive and disappear altogether in the river of bhakti.' I said to Keshab with a
smile: 'If you disappear altogether in the river of bhakti, then what will be
the fate of those behind the screen? By all means dive into the river, but you
had better come back to dry land now and then: Don't disappear in the river
altogether.' At these words Keshab and the others burst out laughing.
"Never
mind. One can realize God in the world, too, if only one is sincere. 'I' and
'mine'-that is ignorance. But, 'O God! Thou and Thine'-that is knowledge.
Advice to householders
"Live
in the world like a maidservant in a rich man's house. She performs all the
household duties, brings up her MASTER's child, and speaks of him as 'my Hari'.
But in her heart she knows quite well that neither the house nor the child
belongs to her. She performs all her duties, but just the same her mind dwells
on her native place. Likewise, do your worldly duties but fix your mind on God.
And know that house, family, and son do not belong to you; they are God's. You
are only His servant.
"I ask people to renounce mentally. I do not ask them
to give up the world. If one lives in the world unattached and seeks God with
sincerity, then one is able to attain Him.
(To VIJAY) "There
was a time when I too would meditate on God with my eyes closed. Then I said to
myself: 'Does God exist only when I think of Him with my eyes closed? Doesn't
He exist when I look around with my eyes open?' Now, when I look around with my
eyes open, I see that God dwells in all beings. He is the Indwelling Spirit of
all-men, animals and other living beings, trees and plants, sun and moon, land
and water.
"Why do I seek Shivanath? He who meditates on God for
many days has substance in him, has divine power in him. Further, he who sings
well, plays well on a musical instrument, or has MASTERed anyone art, has in him real
substance and the power of God. This is the view of the Gitā. It is said in the
Chandi that he who is endowed with physical beauty has in him substance and the
power of God. (To VIJAY) Ah, what a
beautiful nature KEDĀR has! No sooner does
he come to me than he bursts into tears. His eyes are always red and swim in
tears, like a chanabara in syrup."
VIJAY: "At Dāccā he is constantly talking about you. He is always
eager to see you."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was about to depart. The Brahmo
devotees bowed low before him and he returned their salute. Then, getting into
the carriage, he set out for Adhar's house to see the image of the Divine
Mother.
Sunday, September 28, 1884
It
was the day of the Mahāshtami, the most auspicious day of the worship of Durga,
the Divine Mother. At Adhar's invitation SRI RAMAKRISHNA had come to Calcutta to see the
holy image at his house. Before going there he went to Ram's. Many devotees,
including NARENDRA,
Baburam, M., Niranjan, VIJAY, KEDĀR, Ram, and Surendra, were present. Balarām
and Rākhāl were still at Vrindāvan.
MASTER (looking at VIJAY and KEDĀR, with a
smile): "This is a nice reunion today. You two have the same spiritual mood.
(To VIJAY) Well, what about Shivanath? Did
you-?"
VIJAY: "Yes, sir, he heard that you had been to his house. I
haven't seen him, but I sent him word. He knows about it."
MASTER (to VIJAY
and the others); "Four desires have come into my mind. I shall eat fish
curry cooked with egg-plant. I shall visit Shivanath. The devotees will repeat
the name of Hari over their beads, and I shall watch them. And the Tantrik
devotees will drink consecrated wine, eight ānnās worth, on the ashtami
day, and I shall watch them and salute them."
NARENDRA was seated in front of the MASTER.
He was about twenty-two years old. While SRI RAMAKRISHNA was talking thus his eyes fell
upon his beloved disciple. At once the MASTER stood up and went into samādhi. He placed
one foot on NARENDRA's
knee. He was in a deep spiritual mood, his eyes unblinking, his mind completely
unconscious of the outer world. After a long time he came down to the relative
plane of consciousness; but he still appeared dazed, for the intoxication of
divine bliss had not altogether left him. Speaking to himself in that ecstatic
state, he repeated the name of God. He said: "Satchidananda!
Satchidananda! Satchidananda! Shall I repeat that? No, it is the day of the
Divine Mother, the Giver of the bliss of divine inebriation. O Mother, full of
the bliss of divine inebriation! Sa, re, ga, ma, pa, dha, ni. It is not good to
keep the voice on 'ni'. It is not possible to keep it there very long. I shall
keep it on the next lower note.
Difference between ordinary men and Incarnations
"There
are different planes of consciousness: the gross, the subtle, the causal, and
the Great Cause. Entering the Mahakarana, the Great Cause, one becomes silent;
one cannot utter a word.
"But
an Isvarakoti, after attaining the Great Cause, can come down again to the
lower planes. Incarnations of God, and others like them, belong to the class of
the Isvarakotis. They climb up, and they can also come down. They climb to the
roof, and they can come down again by the stairs and move about on a lower
floor. It is a case of negation and affirmation. There is, for instance, the
seven-storey palace of a king. Strangers have access only to the lower
apartments; but the prince, who knows the palace to be his own, can move up and
down from floor to floor. There is a kind of rocket that throws out sparks in
one pattern and then seems to go out. After a moment it makes another pattern,
and then still another. There is no end to the patterns it can make. But there
is another kind of rocket that, when it is lighted, makes only a dull sound,
throws out a few sparks, and then goes out altogether. Like this second kind,
an ordinary jiva, after much spiritual effort, can go to a higher plane; but he
cannot come down to tell others his experiences. After much effort he may go
into samādhi; but he cannot climb down from that state or tell others what he
has seen there.
Nature of the ever-perfect
"There
is a class of devotees, the nityasiddhas, the ever-perfect. From their very
birth they seek God. They do not enjoy anything of the world.
Illustration of homa bird
The
Vedas speak of the homa bird. It lives very high in the sky. There the mother
bird lays her egg. She lives so high that the egg falls for many days. While
falling it is hatched. The chick continues to fall. That also goes on for many
days. In the mean time the chick develops eyes. Coming near the earth, it
becomes conscious of the world. It realizes it will meet certain death if it
hits the ground. Then it gives a shrill cry and shoots up toward its mother.
The earth means death, and it frightens the young bird; it then seeks its
mother. She dwells high up in the sky, and the young bird shoots straight up in
that direction. It doesn't look anywhere else.
"Those who are born as the companions of an Incarnation
of God are eternally perfect. For some of them that birth is the last.
(To VIJAY) "You have
both-yoga and bhoga. King Janaka also had yoga and bhoga. Therefore he is
called a rajarshi, both king and seer. Nārada was a devarshi, and Sukadeva a
brahmarshi. Yes, Sukadeva was a brahmarshi. He was not a mere Jnāni; he was the
very embodiment of Jnāna, Divine Knowledge. Whom do I call a Jnāni? A man who
has attained Knowledge and has done so after much effort. Sukadeva was the very
image of Knowledge, in other words, a form of concentrated Knowledge. He
attained Knowledge spontaneously, without any labour."
Saying this, SRI RAMAKRISHNA came down to the normal mood. Then
he talked freely with the devotees. The MASTER asked KEDĀR
to sing.
KEDĀR
sang:
How shall I open my heart, O friend?
It is forbidden me to speak.
I am about to die, for lack of a kindred soul
To understand my misery. . . .
It is forbidden me to speak.
I am about to die, for lack of a kindred soul
To understand my misery. . . .
KEDĀR sang several other songs. After the music the MASTER again
talked to the devotees. Nandalal, Keshab's nephew, was also present with a few
brahmo friends. They were sitting near the MASTER.
MASTER (to VIJAY
and the other devotees): "A man brought a bottle of consecrated wine for
me; but I couldn't even touch it."
VIJAY: "Ah!"
MASTER: "I become intoxicated at the
mere thought of God. I don't have to take any wine. I feel drunk at the very
sight of the charanamrita. I feel as if I had drunk five bottles of liquor.
When a person attains such a state he cannot help discriminating about
food."
NARENDRA: "As regards food, one should
take whatever comes."
MASTER: "What you say applies only to
a particular state of the aspirant's mind. No food can harm a Jnāni.
According to the Gitā, the Jnāni himself does not eat; his
eating is an offering to the Kundalini. But that does not apply to a bhakta.
The present state of my mind is such that I cannot eat any food unless it is
first offered to God by a brahmin priest. Formerly my state of mind was such
that I would enjoy inhaling the smell of burning corpses, carried by the wind
from the other side of the Ganges. It tasted very sweet to me. But nowadays I
cannot eat food touched by anybody and everybody. No, I cannot. But once in a
while I do. One day I was taken to see a performance of a play at Keshab's
house. They gave me luchi and curries to eat. I didn't know whether the food
was handed to me by a washerman or a barber; but I ate quite a little (all
laugh). Rākhāl had asked me to eat.
(To NARENDRA) "With you it is all right. You
are in 'this' as well as in 'that'. You can eat everything now. (To the
devotees) Blessed is he who feels longing for God, though he eats pork. But
shame on him whose mind dwells on 'woman and gold', though he eats the purest
food-boiled vegetables, rice, and ghee.
"Once I had a desire to eat dal cooked in a
blacksmith's house. From my childhood I had heard the blacksmiths say, 'Do the
brahmins know how to cook?' I ate the dal, but it smelt of the blacksmith. (all
laugh)
"I received the Allah mantra from Govinda Rai. Rice was
cooked for me with onions in the kuthi. I ate some. I ate curry in Mani
Mallick's garden house, but I felt a kind of repulsion to it.
"When I went to Kamarpukur, Ramlal's father was
frightened. He thought I might eat at any and every house. He was frightened to
think I might be expelled from the caste; so I couldn't stay long. I came away.
"Both
the Vedas and the Puranas describe pure food and conduct. But what the Vedas
and the Puranas ask people to shun as impure is extolled by the Tantra as good.
MASTER's divine madness
"Oh,
what a state of mind I passed through! I would open my mouth, touching, as it
were, heaven and the nether world with my jaws, and utter the word 'Ma'. I felt
that I had seized the Mother, like a fisherman dragging fish in his net. Let me
recite a song:
This time I shall devour Thee utterly, Mother
Kāli!
For I was born under an evil star,
And one so born becomes, they say, the eater of his mother.
Thou must devour me first, or I myself shall eat Thee up;
One or the other it must be.
For I was born under an evil star,
And one so born becomes, they say, the eater of his mother.
Thou must devour me first, or I myself shall eat Thee up;
One or the other it must be.
I shall besmear my hands with black, and with black my face;
With black I shall besmear the whole of my body
And when Death seizes me, with black I shall besmear his face.
O Mother, I shall eat Thee up but not digest Thee;
I shall install Thee in my heart
And make Thee offerings with my mind.
You may say that by eating Kāli I shall embroil myself
With Kala, Her Husband, but I am not afraid;
Braving His anger, I shall chant my Mother's name.
To show the world that Ramprasad is Kāli's rightful son,
Come what may, I shall eat Thee up-Thee and Thy retinue-
Or lose my life attempting it.
"I almost became mad-such was my longing for God."
NARENDRA began to sing:
O Mother, make me mad with Thy love!
What need have I of knowledge or reason? . . .
What need have I of knowledge or reason? . . .
Listening to the song, the MASTER again went into samādhi.
Coming down to the normal plane, he assumed the attitude of Girirani and sang
the Āgamani. He sang, intoxicated with divine love:
Tell me, my Uma, how have you fared, alone in the
Stranger's house? . . .
He said to the devotees, "Today is the Mahashtami. The
Mother has come; that is why I feel such an awakening of spiritual
emotion."
KEDĀR: "Lord, you are here. Are you different from the
Divine Mother?"
SRI RAMAKRISHNA looked in another direction and
sang in an absent-minded mood:
Ah, friend! I have not found Him yet, whose love has driven
me mad....
Again he became ecstatic and sang of the Divine Mother. As
he sang, VIJAY suddenly stood up crying the
name of Hari. SRI
RAMAKRISHNA, full of divine love, began to dance with VIJAY and the other devotees.
The music was over. The MASTER, VIJAY, NARENDRA,
and the other devotees sat down. All eyes were fixed on SRI RAMAKRISHNA, who began
conversing with the devotees. He asked about their health. KEDĀR spoke to him humbly in a soft, sweet voice. NARENDRA,
Chunilal, Ram, M., and Harish were sitting by the MASTER.
KEDĀR (humbly): "How can I get rid of my dizziness?"
MASTER (tenderly): "One gets that. I
have had it myself.
Use a little almond oil. I have heard that it cures
dizziness."
KEDĀR: "I shall, sir."
MASTER (to Chunilal): "Hello! How is
everything?"
CHUNILAL: "Everything is all right with us now. Balarām Babu
and Rākhāl are well at Vrindāvan."
MASTER: "Why have you sent so many
sweetmeats? (To Harish) Wait a day or two before coming to Dakshineswar. You
are not well. You may fall ill again there. (To Narayan, tenderly) Sit here.
Sit by me. Come to Dakshineswar tomorrow and have your meal there. (Pointing to
M.) Come with him. (To M.) What do you say?"
M. wanted to accompany SRI RAMAKRISHNA to Dakshineswar that very day. He
became thoughtful.
Surendra stood near SRI RAMAKRISHNA. He was in the habit of drinking
and often went to excess. This had worried the MASTER greatly, but he had not asked
Surendra to give up drinking altogether. He had said to him: "Look here,
Surendra! Whenever you drink wine, offer it beforehand to the Divine Mother.
See that your brain doesnt become clouded and that you don't reel The more you
think of the Divine Mother, the less you will like to drink The Mother is the
Giver of the bliss of divine inebriation. Realizing Her, one feels a natural
bliss."
The MASTER looked at Surendra and said, "You have
had a drink." With these words he went into samādhi. It was dusk.
Regaining partial consciousness, the MASTER sang:
Behold my Mother playing with Śiva, lost in an
ecstasy of joy!
Drunk with a draught of celestial wine, She reels, and yet She does not fall. . .
Drunk with a draught of celestial wine, She reels, and yet She does not fall. . .
Then he chanted the name of Hari, clapping his hands
occasionally. In a sweet voice he said: "Hari! Hari! O mind, chant the
name of Hari! Sing the name of Hari!" Then he chanted: "Rāma! Rāma
Rāma! Rāma!"
Now the MASTER began to pray: "O Rāma! O Rāma! I am
without devotion and austerity, without knowledge and love; I have not
performed any religious rites. O Rāma, I have taken refuge in Thee; I have
taken shelter at Thy feet. I do not want creature comforts; I do not seek name
and fame. O Rāma, I do not crave the eight occult powers; I do not care for a
hundred occult powers! I am Thy servant. I have taken refuge in Thee. Grant, O
Rāma, that I may have pure love for Thy Lotus Feet; that I may not be deluded
by Thy world-bewitching māyā! O Rāma, I have taken refuge it Thee."
As the MASTER prayed all eyes were turned toward him.
Hearing his piteous voice, few could restrain their tears.
Ramchandra Dutta came in and stood near him.
MASTER: "Where have you been, Ram?"
RAM: "I was upstairs, sir."
Ram had been making arrangements for feeding the devotees on
the roof of the house.
MASTER (to Ram, with a smile): "Isn't
it better to stay down below that to be high up? Water accumulates in low land
but flows down from a high mound."
RAM (with a smile): "That is true, sir."
Supper
was ready on the roof. SRI RAMAKRISHNA and the devotees were taken there
and sumptuously fed. Later the MASTER went to Adhar's house with M., Niranjan,
and others. The Divine Mother was being worshipped there, It had been Adhar's
earnest prayer that on this sacred day SRI RAMAKRISHNA might bless his house with his
presence.
Monday, September 29, 1884
It
was the third day of the Durga Puja. The MASTER had been awake in his room at Dakshineswar
since early morning. The morning worship in the Kāli temple was over and the
orchestra had played the morning melodies in the nahabat. Brahmans and
gardeners, basket in hand, were plucking flowers for the worship of the Divine
Mother. Bhavanath, Baburam, Niranjan, and M. had spent the night at
Dakshineswar, sleeping on the porch of the MASTER's room. As soon as they awoke they saw SRI RAMAKRISHNA
dancing in an ecstatic mood. He was chanting: "Victory to Mother Durga!
Hallowed be the name of Durga!" He was naked and looked like a child as he
chanted the name of the Blissful Mother. After a few moments he said: "Oh,
the bliss of divine ecstasy! Oh, the bliss of divine drunkenness!" Then he
repeatedly chanted the name of Govinda: "O Govinda! My life! My
soul!"
The devotees sat on their beds and with unwinking eyes
watched SRI
RAMAKRISHNA's spiritual mood. Hazra was living at the temple garden.
Lātu was also living there to render the MASTER personal service. Rākhāl was still at
Vrindāvan. NARENDRA
visited SRI
RAMAKRISHNA now and then. He was expected that day.
The devotees washed their faces. The MASTER took his seat on a mat on the
north verandah. Bhavanath and M. sat beside
him. Other devotees were coming in and out of the room.
MASTER (to Bhavanath): "The truth is
that ordinary men cannot easily have faith. But an Isvarakoti's faith is
spontaneous. Prahlada burst into tears while writing the letter 'ka'. It
reminded him of Krishna. It is the nature of jivas to doubt. They say yes, no
doubt, but-
Oneness of Śakti and Brahman
"Hazra
can never be persuaded to believe that Brahman and Śakti, that Śakti and the
Being endowed with Śakti, are one and the same. When the Reality appears as
Creator, Preserver, and Destroyer, we call It Śakti; when It is inactive, we call
It Brahman. But really It is one and the same thing-indivisible. Fire naturally
brings to mind its power to burn; and the idea of burning naturally brings to
mind the idea of fire. It is impossible to think of the one without the other.
"So I prayed to the Divine Mother: 'O Mother! Hazra is
trying to upset the views of this place. Either give him right understanding or
take him from here.' The next day he carne to me and said, 'Yes, I agree with
you.' He said that God exists everywhere as All-pervading Consciousness."
BHAVANATH (smiling): "Did what Hazra said really make you suffer
so much?"
MASTER: "You see, I am now in a
different mood. I can't shout and carry on heated discussions with people. I am
not in a mood now to argue and quarrel with Hazra. Hriday said to me at Jadu
Mallick's garden house, 'Uncle, don't you want to keep me with you?'
'No,' I said, 'I am no longer in a mood to get into heated arguments with you.'
Knowledge and ignorance
"What
is knowledge and what is ignorance? A man is ignorant so long as he feels that
God is far away. He has knowledge when he knows that God is here and
everywhere.
Childlike faith
"When
a man has true knowledge he feels that everything is filled with Consciousness.
At Kamarpukur I used to talk to Shibu, who was then a lad four or five years
old. When the clouds rumbled and lightning flashed, Shibu would say to me:
'There, uncle! They are striking matches again!' (all laugh) One day I noticed
him chasing grasshoppers by himself. The leaves rustled in the near-by trees.
'Hush! Hush!' he said to the leaves. 'I want to catch the grasshoppers.' He was
a child and saw everything throbbing with consciousness. One cannot realize God
without the faith that knows no guile, the simple faith of a child.
"Ah, what a state of mind I passed through! One day
something bit me while I was sitting in the grass. I was afraid it might have
been a snake, and I didn't know what to do. I had heard that if a snake bites
you again immediately after its first bite, it takes back. its own venom. At
once I set out to discover the hole so that I might let the snake bite me
again. While I was searching, a man said to me, 'What are you doing?' After
listening to my story, he said, 'But the snake must bite in the very same place
it has bitten before.' Thereupon I went away. Perhaps I had been bitten by a
scorpion or some other insect.
"I had heard from Ramlal that the autumn chill was good
for one's health. Ramlal had quoted a verse to support it. One day, as I was
returning from Calcutta in a carriage, I stuck my head out of the window so
that I might get all the chill. Then I fell ill." (all laugh)
SRI RAMAKRISHNA entered his room and sat down. His
legs were a little swollen. He asked the devotees to feel his legs and see
whether or not the pressure of their fingers made dimples. Dimples did appear
with the pressure, but the devotees said that it was nothing.
MASTER (to Bhavanath): "Please ask
Mahendra of Sinthi to see me. I shall feel better if he reassures me."
BHAVANATH (with a smile): "You have great faith in medicine. But
we haven't so much."
MASTER: "It is God who, as the
doctor, prescribes the medicine. It is He who, in one form, has become the
physician. Dr. Gangaprasad asked me not to drink water at night. I regarded his
statement as the words of the Vedas. I look upon him as the physician of
heaven."
Hazra entered the room and sat down. The MASTER
talked awhile about different things and then said to Hazra: "You see,
many people were at Ram's house yesterday. VIJAY,
KEDĀR, and others were there. But why did I
feel so deeply stirred at the sight of NARENDRA? I found that KEDĀR belonged to the realm of Divine Inebriation."
Presently NARENDRA arrived, and SRI RAMAKRISHNA was exceedingly
happy. NARENDRA
saluted the MASTER
and began to talk with Bhavanath and others in the room. M. was seated near by.
A long mat was spread on the floor. While talking, NARENDRA lay on it flat on his
stomach. The MASTER
looked at him and suddenly went into samādhi. He sat on NARENDRA's back in an ecstatic
mood.
Bhavanath
sang:
O Mother, ever blissful as Thou art,
Do not deprive Thy worthless child of bliss! . . .
Do not deprive Thy worthless child of bliss! . . .
SRI RAMAKRISHNA came down from the plane of
samādhi. He sang:
Repeat, O mind, my Mother Durga's hallowed
name!
O Gauri! O Narayani! to Thee I bow.
Thou art the day, O Mother! Thou art the dusk and the night.
As Rāma Thou drawest the bow, as Krishna Thou playest the flute;
As Kāli all-terrible, Thou hast silenced Śiva, Thy Lord.
The ten Embodiments of Divine Śakti art Thou,
And Thou the ten Avatars; this time save me Thou must!
With flowers and vilwa-leaves did Yaśoda worship Thee,
And Thou didst bless her by placing Krishna, the Child, in her arms.
Wherever I chance to live, O Mother, in forest or grove,
May my mind, day and night, dwell at Thy Lotus Feet;
Whether at last I die a natural or sudden death,
Oh, may my tongue repeat Durga's name at the end!
Thou mayest send me away, O Mother, but where shall I go?
Tell me, Mother, where else shall I hear so sweet a name?
Thou mayest even say to me: "Step aside! Go away!"
Yet I shall cling to Thee, O Durga! Unto Thy feet
As Thine anklets I shall cling, making their tinkling sound.
When, O Mother, Thou sittest at mighty Śiva's side,
Then I shall cry from Thy feet, "Victory unto Śiva!"
Mother, when as the Kite, Thou soarest in the sky,
There, in the water beneath, as a minnow I shall be swimming;
Upon me Thou wilt pounce, and pierce me through with Thy claws.
Thus, when the breath of life forsakes me in Thy grip,
Do not deny me the shelter of Thy Lotus Feet!
From the world's bondage free me, 0 Spouse of the Absolute!
Thy two feet are my boat to cross this world's dark sea.
Thou art the heavens and the earth, and Thou the nether world;
From Thee have the twelve Gopalas and Hari and Brahma sprung.
Whoever treads the path, repeating "Durga! Durga!"
Śiva Himself protects with His almighty trident.
O Gauri! O Narayani! to Thee I bow.
Thou art the day, O Mother! Thou art the dusk and the night.
As Rāma Thou drawest the bow, as Krishna Thou playest the flute;
As Kāli all-terrible, Thou hast silenced Śiva, Thy Lord.
The ten Embodiments of Divine Śakti art Thou,
And Thou the ten Avatars; this time save me Thou must!
With flowers and vilwa-leaves did Yaśoda worship Thee,
And Thou didst bless her by placing Krishna, the Child, in her arms.
Wherever I chance to live, O Mother, in forest or grove,
May my mind, day and night, dwell at Thy Lotus Feet;
Whether at last I die a natural or sudden death,
Oh, may my tongue repeat Durga's name at the end!
Thou mayest send me away, O Mother, but where shall I go?
Tell me, Mother, where else shall I hear so sweet a name?
Thou mayest even say to me: "Step aside! Go away!"
Yet I shall cling to Thee, O Durga! Unto Thy feet
As Thine anklets I shall cling, making their tinkling sound.
When, O Mother, Thou sittest at mighty Śiva's side,
Then I shall cry from Thy feet, "Victory unto Śiva!"
Mother, when as the Kite, Thou soarest in the sky,
There, in the water beneath, as a minnow I shall be swimming;
Upon me Thou wilt pounce, and pierce me through with Thy claws.
Thus, when the breath of life forsakes me in Thy grip,
Do not deny me the shelter of Thy Lotus Feet!
From the world's bondage free me, 0 Spouse of the Absolute!
Thy two feet are my boat to cross this world's dark sea.
Thou art the heavens and the earth, and Thou the nether world;
From Thee have the twelve Gopalas and Hari and Brahma sprung.
Whoever treads the path, repeating "Durga! Durga!"
Śiva Himself protects with His almighty trident.
Hazra was sitting on the northeast verandah counting the
beads of his rosary. The MASTER went and sat in front of him, taking the
rosary in his own hands.
MASTER (to Hazra): "You see, I cannot
use the rosary. No, perhaps I can. Yes, I can with my left hand. But I cannot
repeat the name of God with it."
With these words SRI RAMAKRISHNA tried to perform a little japa.
But hardly had he begun when he went into samādhi. He sat in that state a long
time, still holding the rosary in his hand. The devotees looked at him with
wonder in their eyes. Hazra also watched the MASTER without uttering a word.
After a long time SRI RAMAKRISHNA regained consciousness of the
outer world and said that he was hungry. He often said such things to bring his
mind down to the normal plane. M. was going to bring something for him to eat.
The MASTER
said, "No, I shall first go to the Kāli temple."
He went across the cement courtyard toward the Kāli temple.
On the way he bowed with folded hands to the twelve Śiva temples. On the left
was the temple of Radhakanta. He went there first and bowed before the image.
Then he entered the Kāli temple and saluted the Mother. Sitting on a carpet, he
offered flowers at the Mother's holy feet. He also placed a flower on his own
head. While returning from the temple he asked Bhavanath to carry the green
coconut offered at the temple, and the charanamrita. Coming back to his room,
accompanied by M. and Bhavanath, he saluted Hazra, who cried out in dismay:
"What are you doing, sir? What is this?" The MASTER said, "Why should you
say it is wrong?" Hazra often argued with the MASTER, declaring that God dwelt in
all beings and that everybody could attain Brahmajnana through sadhana. He had
an exaggerated idea of his own spiritual progress.
It was about noon. The gong and the bells announced the
worship and offering in the various temples. The brahmins, the Vaishnavas, and
the beggars went to the guest-house to have their midday meal. The devotees of
the MASTER
were also to partake of the sacred offerings. He asked them to go to the
guest-house. To NARENDRA
he said: "Won't you take your meal in my room? All right. NARENDRA
and I will eat here." Bhavanath, Baburam, M.,
and the other devotees went to the guest-house.
After his meal SRI RAMAKRISHNA rested a few minutes. The devotees
were on the verandah engaged in light conversation. He soon joined them and was
happy in their company. It was about two o'clock. All were, still sitting on
the verandah, when suddenly Bhavanath appeared in the garb of a brahmachari,
dressed in an ochre cloth, kamandalu in hand, his face beaming with smiles.
MASTER (with a smile): "That is his
inner feeling. Therefore he has dressed himself as a brahmachari"
NARENDRA: "He has put on the garb of a
brahmachari; let me put on the garb of' a Tantrik worshipper."
HAZRA: "Then you will have to follow the Tantrik rituals,
with women, wine, and so on."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA did not encourage the conversation.
Indeed, he made fun of it.
Suddenly the MASTER began to dance in an ecstatic mood. He
sang:
Mother, Thou canst not trick me any more,
For I have seen Thy crimson Lotus Feet. . . .
For I have seen Thy crimson Lotus Feet. . . .
The MASTER said: "Ah, how wonderfully Rajnarayan
sings about the Divine Mother! He sings and dances that way. The music of Nakur
Āchārya at Kamarpukur is also wonderful. Ah, how beautiful his singing and
dancing are!"
A sādhu was staying at the Panchavati. But he was a
hot-tempered man; he scolded and cursed everyone. He came to the MASTER's
room wearing wooden sandals and asked the MASTER, "Can I get fire here?" SRI RAMAKRISHNA
saluted him and stood with folded hands as long as he remained in the room.
When he had left, Bhavanath said to the MASTER with a laugh, "What
great respect you showed the sādhu!"
MASTER (smiling): "You see, he too is
Narayana, though full of tamas. This is the way one should please people who
have an excess of tamas. Besides, he is a sādhu."
The devotees were engaged in a game of golokdham. Hazra
joined them. The MASTER stood by, watching them play. M. and Kishori reached
"heaven". SRI RAMAKRISHNA bowed before them and said,
"Blessed are you two brothers." He said to M., aside, "Don't
play any more." Hazra fell into "hell". The MASTER said: "What's the matter
with Hazra? Again!" No sooner had Hazra got out of "hell" than
he fell into it again. All burst into laughter. Lātu, at the first throw of the
dice, went to "heaven" from "earth". He began to cut capers
of joy. "See Lātu's joy!" said the MASTER. "He would have been
terribly sad if he hadn't achieved this. (Aside to the devotees) This too has a
meaning. Hazra is so vain that he thinks he will triumph over all even in this
game. This is the law of God, that He never humiliates a righteous person. Such
a man is victorious everywhere."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was sitting on the small couch in
his room. NARENDRA,
Baburam, Bhavanath, and M. were sitting on the floor. NARENDRA referred to various
religious sects-the Ghoshpara, Panchanami, and others. SRI RAMAKRISHNA described their
views and condemned their immoral practices. He said that they could not follow
the right course of spiritual discipline, but enjoyed sensuous pleasures in the
name of religion.
Danger of Tantrik discipline
MASTER (to NARENDRA): "You need not
listen to these things. The bhairavas and the bhairavis of the Tantrik sect
also follow this kind of discipline. While in Benares I was taken to one of
their mystic circles. Each bhairava had a bhairavi with him. I was asked to
drink the consecrated wine, but I said I couldn't touch wine. They drank it. I
thought perhaps they would then practise meditation and japa. But nothing of
the sort. They began to dance. I was afraid they might fall into the Ganges:
the circle had been made on its bank. It is very honourable for husband and
wife to assume the roles of bhairava and bhairavi.
(To NARENDRA and the others) "Let me tell you
this. I regard woman as my mother; I regard myself as her son. This is a very
pure attitude. There is no danger in it. To look on woman as a sister is also
not bad. But to assume the attitude of a 'hero', to look on woman as one's
mistress, is the most difficult discipline. Tārak's father followed this
discipline. It is very difficult. In this form of sadhana one cannot always
maintain the right attitude.
"There are various paths to reach God. Each view is a
path. It is like reaching the Kāli temple by different roads. But it must be
said that some paths are clean and some dirty. It is good to travel on a clean
path.
"Many
views, many paths-and I have seen them all. But I don't enjoy them any more;
they all quarrel.
MASTER's inner experiences
"No
one else is here, and you are my own people. Let me tell you something. I have
come to the final realization that God is the Whole and I am a part of Him,
that God is the MASTER
and I am His servant. Furthermore, I think every now and then that He is I and
I am He."
The devotees listened to these words in deep silence.
BHAVANATH (humbly): "I feel disturbed if I have a
misunderstanding with someone. I feel that in that case I am not able to love
all"
MASTER: "Try at the outset to talk to
him and establish a friendly relationship with him. If you fail in spite of
your efforts, then don't give it another thought. Take refuge in God. Meditate
on Him. There is no use in giving up God and feeling depressed from thinking
about others."
BHAVANATH: "Great souls, such as Christ and Chaitanya, have
admonished us to love all beings."
MASTER: "Love you must, because God
dwells in all beings. But salute a wicked person from a distance. You speak of
Chaitanya? He also used to restrain his spiritual feeling in the presence of
unsympathetic people. At Srivas's house he put Srivas's mother-in-law out of
the room, dragging her out by the hair."
BHAVANATH: "It was not he but others who did it."
MASTER: "Could the other have done it
without his approval? What can be done? Suppose a man cannot make another love
him; must he worry about it day and night? Must I waste my mind, which should
be given to God, on useless things? I say: 'O Mother, I don't want NARENDRA,
Bhavanath, Rākhāl , or anybody. I seek Thee alone. What shall I do with man?'
When the Blissful Mother comes to my house, how much of the
Chandi I shall hear!
How many monks will come here, and how many yogis with
matted locks!
"When I attain God I shall attain everything. I
renounced gold and silver, saying, 'Rupee is clay and clay is rupee; gold is
clay and clay is gold.' With these words I threw gold, silver, and clay into
the Ganges. Then I was afraid at the thought that Mother Lakshmi might be angry
with me because I had treated Her wealth with contempt; that She might even
stop my meals. So I prayed to the Divine Mother, 'O Mother, I want Thee and
nothing else.' I knew that by realizing Her I should get everything."
BHAVANATH (smiling): "This is the shrewd calculation of a
business man."
MASTER (smiling): "Yes, that is so.
Once the Lord was pleased with a certain devotee. He appeared before him and
said: 'I am very much pleased with your austerities. Ask a boon of Me.' The
devotee said, 'O Lord, if You are gracious enough to give me a boon, then
please grant that I may eat from gold plates with my grandchildren.' One boon
covered many things-wealth, children, and grandchildren." (all laugh)
Hazra was sitting on the verandah.
MASTER: "Do you know what Hazra
wants? He wants money. His family is in distress; he has debts. He thinks that
God will give him money because he devotes himself to japa and
meditation."
A DEVOTEE: "Can't God fulfil a devotee's desire?"
MASTER: "If it is His sweet will. But
God doesn't take entire responsibility for a devotee unless the devotee is
completely intoxicated with ecstatic love for Him. At a feast it is only a
child whom one takes by the hand and seats at his place. Who does that with
older people? Not until a man thinks so much of God that he cannot look after
himself does God take on his responsibilities. Hazra doesn't inquire about his
family. His son said to Ramlal: 'Please ask father to come home. We shall not
ask anything of him.' These words almost brought tears to my eyes. Hazra's
mother said to Ramlal: 'Please ask Pratap to come home just once. Also ask your
uncle to request him to come home.' I told him about it, but he didn't listen
to me.
Duty toward mother
"Is
a mother to be trifled .with? Before becoming a sannyasi Chaitanyadeva worked
hard to persuade his mother to let him renounce home. Mother Sachi said that
she would kill Keshab Bharati. Chaitanyadeva did his utmost to persuade her. He
said: 'Mother, I shall not renounce home if you won't let me. But if you compel
me to lead a householder's life, I shall die. And, mother, even if I go away as
a sannyasi, you will be able to see me whenever you desire. I shall stay near
you. I shall see you every now and then.' Only when Chaitanya explained it to
her thus did she give her permission. Nārada could not go to the forest to
practise austerity as long as his mother was alive. He had to take care of her.
After her death he went away to realize God.
"When I went to Vrindāvan I felt no desire to return to
Calcutta. It was arranged that I should live with Gangama. Everything was
settled. My bed was to be on one side and Gangama's on the other. I resolved
not to go back to Calcutta. I said to myself, 'How long must I eat a kaivarta's
food?' 'No,' said Hriday to me, 'let us go to Calcutta.' He pulled me by one
hand and Gangama pulled me by the other. I felt an intense desire to live at
Vrindāvan. But just then I remembered my mother. That completely changed
everything. She was old. I said to myself: 'My devotion to God will take to its
wings if I have to worry about my mother. I would rather live with her. Then I
shall have peace of mind and be able to meditate on God.'
(To NARENDRA) "Why don't you say a few words
to Hazra about going home? The other day he said to me, 'Yes, I shall go home
and stay there three days.' But now he has forgotten all about it.
(To the devotees) "We have talked about filthy
things-Ghoshpara and things like that. Govinda! Govinda! Govinda! Now chant the
name of Hari. Let there be a dish of rice pudding and sweets after the ordinary
lentils."
NARENDRA began to sing:
Fasten your mind, O man, on the Primal Purusha,
Who is the Cause of all causes,
The Stainless One, the Beginningless Truth.
As Prana He pervades the infinite universe;
The man of faith beholds Him,
Living, resplendent, the Root of all.
Beyond the senses, eternal, the Essence of Consciousness,
He shines in the cave of the heart,
Adorned with Holiness, Wisdom, and Love;
By meditating on Him, man is delivered from grief.
Of countenance ever serene,
An inexhaustible Ocean of Virtue,
None can fathom His depths; yet freely, of His own grace,
Does He reveal Himself
To those who come to His feet for shelter,
Merciful since they are helpless and He is the Ever-forgiving, The Giver of happiness,
The Ready Help in the sea of our woe.
Unswervingly just, bestowing the fruits of our deeds, good and ill,
Yet is He the Fount of Compassion,
The Ocean of Mercy brimming with Love;
Even to hear of His glory suffuses the eyes with tears.
Gaze on His face and be blest:
Your heart is hungry for Him, O man!
Bright with unspeakable beauty, peerless and without stain,
No words can ever describe Him;
Be as a beggar before His gate
And worship Him day and night, beseeching Him for His grace.
Who is the Cause of all causes,
The Stainless One, the Beginningless Truth.
As Prana He pervades the infinite universe;
The man of faith beholds Him,
Living, resplendent, the Root of all.
Beyond the senses, eternal, the Essence of Consciousness,
He shines in the cave of the heart,
Adorned with Holiness, Wisdom, and Love;
By meditating on Him, man is delivered from grief.
Of countenance ever serene,
An inexhaustible Ocean of Virtue,
None can fathom His depths; yet freely, of His own grace,
Does He reveal Himself
To those who come to His feet for shelter,
Merciful since they are helpless and He is the Ever-forgiving, The Giver of happiness,
The Ready Help in the sea of our woe.
Unswervingly just, bestowing the fruits of our deeds, good and ill,
Yet is He the Fount of Compassion,
The Ocean of Mercy brimming with Love;
Even to hear of His glory suffuses the eyes with tears.
Gaze on His face and be blest:
Your heart is hungry for Him, O man!
Bright with unspeakable beauty, peerless and without stain,
No words can ever describe Him;
Be as a beggar before His gate
And worship Him day and night, beseeching Him for His grace.
He sang again:
In Wisdom's firmament the moon of Love is rising
full,
And Love's Hood-tide, in surging waves, is flowing everywhere.
O Lord, how full of bliss Thou art! Victory unto Thee!
And Love's Hood-tide, in surging waves, is flowing everywhere.
O Lord, how full of bliss Thou art! Victory unto Thee!
On every side shine devotees, like stars around
the moon;
Their Friend, the Lord All-merciful, joyously plays with them.
Behold! the gates of paradise today are open wide. . . .
Their Friend, the Lord All-merciful, joyously plays with them.
Behold! the gates of paradise today are open wide. . . .
SRI RAMAKRISHNA was dancing in a circle. The
devotees joined him. They all sang and danced. Their bliss was indescribable.
The MASTER
sang about the Divine Mother:
Behold my Mother playing with Śiva, lost in an
ecstasy of joy! . . .
SRI RAMAKRISHNA
was highly pleased because M. had joined in the music. He said to M., with a
smile, "The atmosphere would have been more intense with divine fervour if
a drum had accompanied the music and played: 'Tak tak ta dhina! Dak dak da
dhina!' "
It
was dusk when the kirtan was finished.
Wednesday, October 1, 1884
MASTER at Adhar's house
SRI RAMAKRISHNA had set out from Dakshineswar for
Adhar's house in Calcutta. Narayan and Gangadhar were with him. In the
carriage, in an ecstatic mood, he said: "Shall I count the beads? How
shameful that would be! This emblem of Śiva has sprung from the bowels of the
earth; it is self created and not set up by man's hands."
They arrived at Adhar's house, where many devotees,
including KEDĀR, Baburam, and VIJAY, had assembled. Vaishnavcharan, the
musician, was present. At the MASTER's behest, Adhar heard Vaishnavcharan's
music daily after his return from the office.
When the MASTER entered Adhar's drawing-room the devotees
stood up to receive him. KEDĀR and VIJAY saluted him, and the MASTER asked Narayan and Baburam to
salute KEDĀR and VIJAY.
He asked KEDĀR and VIJAY
to bless Narayan and Baburam that they might have devotion to God. Pointing to
Narayan he said, "He is utterly guileless." The eyes of the devotees
were fixed on the two boys.
MASTER (to KEDĀR
and the other devotees): "It is good that I have met you all here;
otherwise perhaps you would have come to the Kāli temple to see me. Through the
will of God, however, we have met here."
KEDĀR (with folded hands): "The will of God! It is all your
will."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA smiled. Vaishnavcharan began a
kirtan about Radha and Krishna. When the music was nearing its end, with the
union of Radha and Krishna, the MASTER began to dance with ecstatic fervour. The
devotees danced and sang around him. After the music they all sat down. The MASTER
said to VIJAY, referring to Vaishnavcharan,
"He sings very well." He asked the musician to sing the song about
Sri Chaitanya, beginning with the line, "The beautiful Gaurānga, the
youthful dancer, fair as molten gold."
When the song was over, the MASTER asked VIJAY, "How did you like it?"
VIJAY: "Wonderful."
SRI RAMAKRISHNA also sang a song about Sri
Chaitanya, M. joining him. Then
Vaishnavcharan sang another song:
O my flute, sing Hari's name!
You cannot know the highest Truth
Without Lord Hari's grace.
His name removes our bitter grief:
Repeat the name of Hari, then,
Repeat Sri Krishna's holy name!
If He bestows His grace on me,
No longer shall be afraid
Of this unfriendly world;
Sing then Lord Hari's name, my flute!
Our only treasure is His name.
Govinda says: Behold, my days
Are passing by in vain:
In the world's deep and shoreless sea,
Oh, let me not be drowned!
You cannot know the highest Truth
Without Lord Hari's grace.
His name removes our bitter grief:
Repeat the name of Hari, then,
Repeat Sri Krishna's holy name!
If He bestows His grace on me,
No longer shall be afraid
Of this unfriendly world;
Sing then Lord Hari's name, my flute!
Our only treasure is His name.
Govinda says: Behold, my days
Are passing by in vain:
In the world's deep and shoreless sea,
Oh, let me not be drowned!
Vaishnavcharan sang again, this time about Mother Durga:
O tongue, always repeat the name of Mother Durga;
Who but your Mother Durga will save you in distress? . . .
Who but your Mother Durga will save you in distress? . . .
The
MASTER
and the musician sang again and again the following lines from the song:
The moving and the unmoving, the gross and the subtle, art Thou:
Creation and preservation art Thou, and the last dissolution.
Thou art the Primal Root of this manifold universe:
The Mother of the three worlds, their only Saviour, art Thou;
Thou art the Śakti of all, and Thou Thine own Śakti, too.
KEDĀR and several devotees stood up. They were about to return
home. KEDĀR saluted the MASTER and bade him good-bye.
MASTER: "Should you go away without
bidding Adhar good-bye? Wouldn't that be an act of discourtesy?"
KEDĀR: " 'When God is pleased, the world is pleased.' You
are staying; so in a sense we are all staying. I am not feeling well. Besides,
I am a little nervous about my social conventions. Once before I had trouble
with our community."
VIJAY: (pointing to the MASTER): "Should we go away and leave him
here?"
Just then Adhar came in to take the MASTER to the dining-room, for the
meal was ready. SRI
RAMAKRISHNA stood up and said, addressing KEDĀR
and VIJAY: "Come. Come with me."
They followed him and partook of the dinner together with the other devotees.
After dinner they all returned to the drawing-room, where
the devotees sat around the MASTER. KEDĀR
said to him with folded hands, 'Please forgive me for hesitating to eat here.'
Perhaps the thought had come to his mind that he should not have hesitated,
since the MASTER
himself had no scruples about eating at Adhar's house.
KEDĀR worked at Dāccā. Many devotees brought offerings of sweets
and other food for him. Referring to this, KEDĀR
said to the MASTER:
"People want to give me food. What should I do? Lord, what is your command
in this matter?"
MASTER: "One can eat food even from
an untouchable if the untouchable is a devotee of God. After spending seven
years in a God-intoxicated state at Dakshineswar, I visited Kamarpukur. Oh,
what a state of mind I was in at that time! Even a prostitute fed me with her
own hands. But I cannot allow that now."
KEDĀR was about to take his leave.
KEDĀR (in a low voice): "Lord, please transmit power to me.
Many people come to me. What do I know?"
MASTER: "Everything will be all
right. One gets along well if one is sincerely devoted to God."
Yogendra, the editor of a Bengali paper, the Bangavasi,
entered the room. The conversation turned to the Personal God and God without
form.
MASTER: "God has form; again, He is
formless. How many aspects He has! We cannot comprehend Him. Why should we say
that God is formless only?"
YOGENDRA: "That is the one amazing thing about the
Brahmo Samaj. There even a boy twelve years old sees God as formless. The
members of the Adi Samaj do not object very much to God with form. They are
allowed to attend ritualistic worship if it takes place in respectable
families."
MASTER (smiling): "How nicely he has
put it! Even a boy sees the formless God!"
ADHAR: "Shivanath Babu does not believe in God's forms."
VIJAY: "That is his mistake. (Pointing to the MASTER)
As he says, the chameleon assumes different colours-now this colour, now that.
Only the man who lives under the tree knows the animal's true colour.
"While meditating I saw images of gods painted on
a canvas. How many gods! How many different things they said! I said to myself:
'I shall go to the MASTER. He will explain it all to me.' "
MASTER: "You saw correctly."
KEDĀR: "God assumes forms for the sake of His devotees.
Through ecstatic love a devotee sees God with form. Dhruva had a vision of the
Lord. He said: 'Why don't your ear-rings move?' The Lord said, 'They will move
if you move them.' "
MASTER: "One must accept everything:
God with form and God without form. While meditating in the Kāli temple I
noticed Ramani, a prostitute. I said, 'Mother, I see that Thou art in that form
too.' Therefore I say one must accept everything. One does not know when or how
God will reveal Himself."
The
MASTER
sang:
A mendicant has come to us, ever absorbed in
divine moods. .
.
VIJAY: "God has infinite power. Can He not reveal Himself in
any form He chooses? Man is a speck of dust, and he dares come to a conclusion
about God. How amazing!"
MASTER: "A man reads a little of the
Gitā, the Bhagavata, or the Vedānta and thinks he has understood everything.
Once an ant went to a hill of sugar. One grain of sugar filled its stomach, and
it was returning home with another grain in its mouth. On the way it said to
itself, 'The next time I go, I shall bring home the whole hill.' " (All
laugh)
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