October 2011 - Advaita Ashrama
October 2011 - Advaita Ashrama
October 2011 - Advaita Ashrama
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putrid wounds lying uncared for in the lanes of<br />
Varanasi. In later years, when his legs had become<br />
stiff due to standing for long hours every<br />
day for more than sixty years, he would go to<br />
the dressing room on a specially designed wheelchair<br />
to do the dressings. Th e dressing room had<br />
turned him into a saint.4<br />
Ban Bihari Baba’s is the path to sainthood, and<br />
in this case Mother’s laughter sounds diff erent.<br />
The Delusion of ‘I and Mine’<br />
Sri Ramakrishna says: ‘“I” and “mine”—these<br />
constitute ignorance. “My house”, “my wealth”,<br />
“my learning”, “my possessions”—the attitude<br />
that prompts one to say such things comes of<br />
ignorance.’5 When we look at ourselves, we fi nd<br />
that we have constructed many walls around us.<br />
Th ese walls made of gender, language, colour,<br />
caste, state, country, religion, and so forth separate<br />
our ‘I’ from others. All these walls constrict<br />
and bind down our Self. We hold ourselves free,<br />
though we are driven like slaves by our senses,<br />
our property, our family, our religion, our country,<br />
our ‘mine’.<br />
Each person has a unique station in the spiritual<br />
journey towards freedom; each is a unique<br />
ray returning to the infi nite centre. And as we<br />
proceed to the centre the soul’s clinging to ‘I and<br />
mine’ is slowly transformed; fi rst the gross aspect<br />
is renounced, then the subtle, and fi nally<br />
the causal. It can be also said that the journey is<br />
from instinct to reason, and then to inspiration;<br />
or from the animal to the human, and then to the<br />
Divine. As we proceed, we discover that ‘all our<br />
misery comes through ignorance, and this ignorance<br />
is the idea of manifoldness, this separation<br />
between man and man, between nation and nation,<br />
between earth and moon, between moon<br />
and sun.’ 6 We come out of the individual and<br />
ascend towards the universal, for ‘in the heart of<br />
things there is Unity still. … Unity between man<br />
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Prabuddha Bharata<br />
and man, between races and races, high and low,<br />
rich and poor, gods and men, and men and animals.<br />
… And he who has attained to this conception<br />
of Oneness has no more delusion’ (ibid.).<br />
Today science is converging to this idea of oneness,<br />
as it studies and searches nature in all its variety<br />
and diversity, whether internal or external.<br />
Reverberating Laughter<br />
In the present society, when the most devastating<br />
confl agration of ‘I and mine’ is contracting the<br />
human heart, paradoxically, the greatest opportunity<br />
for the expansion of the spirit is possible.<br />
For this reason we hear today Mother’s laughter<br />
all around much more than ever before. Th e following<br />
incident took place on December 1908,<br />
while the Holy Mother Sri Sarada Devi was at<br />
Jayrambati:<br />
Th e Mother sat on the porch near the main entrance<br />
of her house, while the monks sat on the<br />
verandah of the parlour. In front moved the<br />
loads of paddy towards the farm-yard of uncles<br />
Varada and Kali. Th e fencing put by the latter<br />
outside his threshing fl oor had encroached a little<br />
on the road, so that the paddy bags coming<br />
to uncle Varada’s barn could not pass through<br />
easily. Th is gave rise to an altercation between<br />
the two brothers, and a scuffl e was about to ensure<br />
when the Mother, no longer able to sit indiff<br />
erently, rushed to the place and, to pacify<br />
them, sometimes said to the one ‘It is your fault’,<br />
and sometimes dragged the other by the hand.<br />
… Her intervention stopped them from coming<br />
to blows. Nevertheless, she could not stop them<br />
from exchanging hot words. She, however, kept<br />
standing between them. Just then the monks<br />
came to her rescue, and the brothers walked<br />
away cursing each other. Th e Mother was excited,<br />
no doubt; and in a fl urry she returned<br />
and sat down on the verandah of her house.<br />
And then in the twinkling of an eye her anger<br />
and agitation were nowhere; on the contrary,<br />
the eternal peace behind all clashes of worldly<br />
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