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Gurudev
never tried to give the illusion that just because we had
turned to the spiritual life, everything would run smoothly,
without obstruction, but warned us instead that on the material
plane, change and disturbance and sorrow are part of the mix.
He compared life's journey to travel over a long - distance
road:
When
you are travelling across the country a long distance, some
part of the road may be under repair or in bad condition.
At such patches of rough road, drive slowly and move carefully,
and once the smooth road comes, step on the gas. Patches of
the road will always be slightly bad
Criminal
or Dignitary
In
a letter, Gurudev told the story of a father who pointed out
to his son a man who was being hustled along the road between
four soldiers. The father said: "Son, that one who is
walking between the soldiers is a great criminal, and he is
being taken to prison."
After
a few yards, the son and father came to the main road and
saw a large crowd waiting on the sidewalk. The road had been
cleared of traffic. Soon they saw a procession of soldiers
on motorcycles, followed by the President of the country riding
inside a luxurious limousine, which was protected on all sides
by many soldiers.
The
boy cried out ,"Daddy, there goes the biggest criminal!"The
father hushed the child as he lovingly explained that they
were seeing not a criminal but the President. Gurudev elaborated
further:
Both
of them, the criminal and the President, have soldiers around
them. A man is a prisoner when he is under the command of
the soldiers. But when the soldiers are under his command,
he is the President or king himself.
Similarly,
you may have your own house and child. You will become their
prisoner if they come to rule over you. But you shall continue
to be the sovereign when you control them, not they you.
No
Moulding Required
Radhika
Krishnakumar had brought her small infant to Swamiji and asked,
"How do I teach him to become a good human being?"
"You don't have to mould him or teach him anything ,"
was Swamiji's reply. "You just keep improving as a person,
and he'll be fine."
"He
Does It All"
One
day in 1992, two people approached Swamiji about doing some
healing work on him through a method that analyzes and treats
the human system at the energetic level. For the analysis,
the practitioner needed a few strands of his hair. His immediate
response was, "No! I don't want to keep this body around.
I've finished my work here."
However,
after some more gentle pressure from the inquiring parties,
he tugged vigorously at his beard, but no hairs come loose.
"Nothing ! Not one!" he said. Then he gave an offhand
hint as to where some loose hair may be lying about. The two
devotees took this as a go ahead sign and located a hairbrush
with the required strands.
When
the practitioner did her analysis, the results were so astounding
that she repeated the measurements over and over again to
assure that she had done her work correctly. But the unprecedented
results remained the same: At the pathological (physical)
level, Swamiji body was showing readings so low as to indicate
death of the body. However, when the readings were taken at
his energetic level, they were so high that they went off
the scale. The practitioner's interpretation was: Swamiji's
as - though - dead physical body was being kept alive by some
immense source of energy.
When
a devotee relayed the analysis to him, she asked: "Swamiji,
how do you do it?"
His
reply was immediate and vigorous, "I do absolutely nothing;
He does it all. This one is a totally useless fellow. It is
His work alone!"
To
many devotees who heard this story, it became a scientific
corroboration of what they had heard said for many years:
A master is an instrument in the hands of the Lord. His life
is sustained not by his own desires, for they no longer exist,
but by the aggregate desires of those around him.
A
similar theme was repeated on many occasions.
Chief
Sevak
During
a spiritual picnic back in the early days, Gurudev demonstrated
how one should conduct oneself as a worker, a sevak (one who
serves others). At the outset of the journey, he declared
that he was the "Chief Sevak".
He
boarded his bus only after everyone in the entire convoy of
buses was in his or her seat.
En
route, one of the buses had a breakdown. Gurudev stopped the
whole convoy and remained near the bus that was being repaired.
Only after the repairs were completed, did he allow the convoy
to resume the journey.
Working
with Crooks
One
man told Swamiji, "I have a problem: The man I work with
is a crook. But this work is my livelihood ! What do I do?"
Swamiji's
answer was: "Do your work; do your level best. When it
gets very difficult, wink at the Lord. When the time is right,
the crook won't be there any more."
Viji
Sundaram, who served as editor of the Chinmaya Mission Vedanta
journal Tapovan Prasad, writes about the lesson she received
about journalism from her guru. "In the five years I
worked for the Mission as editor of Tapovan Prasad,"
she said while Gurudev was still alive, "I learned a
lot about the profession I had chosen just by watching Swamiji
slip into the role of writer. He could, and still can, do
it effortlessly. No writer's blocks seem to trouble him.
I
once asked him how he did it, and he said, 'I let the thoughts
flow through me,' and added, for my benefit, 'When you compromise
your values, you block the flow of your natural creative instincts."
No
Doors Closed on Love
Whenever
Neeru Mehta travelled with Swamiji, she would go into his
room before he retired to check on his drinking water, offer
her pranams, say "Hari Om !" - and then leave the
rrom.
Twice,
once in Lucknow and once at Sandeepany Sadhanalaya, when Gurudev
stood up to close the door, Neeru bowed and stood facing him.
He looked and waited. Then said, "Please turn around.
I can't close the door in your face."
"This
sentiment is expressed by many persons, "says Neeru,
'but no one I have met in my life, except for Swamiji, puts
it into practice: not closing the door in the face of someone
you love."
A
Transforming Moment
Swami
Chidananda, teacher of Vedanta courses both at Sandeepany
Sadhanalaya in Mumbai and Sandeepany San Jose in California,
experienced a deeply transforming moment with Gurudev during
an informal gathering. Swamiji had just come out of his room
to give some time to a group of devotees. They were singing
kirtan [devotional songs] when Swamji walked very slowly into
the room.
"As
he came near me,"recalls Swami Chidananda, "he held
my folded hands for a while, greeted me, and then proceeded
to take his chair. That was it. I do not know what went through
me, but I sobbed continuously for perhaps twenty minutes."
Curbside
Yagna
One
early Saturday morning during a Yagna in Napa, California,
Swamiji and his listeners had already gathered by the high
school door where his 6 a.m. classes on Vivekachudamani had
been held all that week. The caretaker had remembered to open
the doors of the building every morning except this, a Saturday.
But that didn't stop Gurudev. With a smile on his face, he
sat down cross - legged on the cold curb of the sidewalk,
motioned the rest of us to sit down in front of him, opened
the text, and began to teach. And so he continued for the
next one and a half hours as the brisk morning grew gradually
warmer around us and traffic noises in the distance slowly
beckoned the day awake.
Blank
Tape
Gurudev's
talks were being planned at Standford University, Palo Alto,
California. One devotee asked Gurudev for his permission to
record the talks on audio tape, but Gurudev did not grant
it. The devotee decided to record the talk anyway. He set
up all the equipment, checked it carefully, and proceeded
to record the talk. However, when he checked the tape at the
end of the lecture, he found that it was still blank.
Shivaratri
Miracle
It
was Shivaratri at Sandeepany Sadhanalaya in Mumbai. Although
Gurudev usually retired to his room in the evening, that night
he had said: "I'll come out at midnight and go to the
temple. Whoever wants to come with me, come, but just remember
one thing: Nobody should touch me!"
Those
who were there that night recall that when Gurudev came out
of his room, he was "shining," as though light were
streaming from him.
The
brahmacharis and the devotees who followed in his footsteps
in their bare feet to the Jagadeeshwara Temple say that the
spots where Gurudev had placed his feet were warm.
Playing
with One's Prarabdha
Bharati
Sukhatankar was helping Swamiji pack. Giving her his cufflinks,
he said," There will be four bags there. Look for one
small plastic bag inside a larger plastic bag. Put the cufflinks
in the small empty bag."
Bharati
remembered some cufflinks that Swamiji had with a beautiful
image of orchids pressed into them. She didn't see them in
the suitcase.
"Swamiji,
whatever happened to the cufflinks with the engraved orchids?"
"Swamiji
replied, "My dear, you must learn to play with your prarabdha
(that portion of one's past karmas that is being lived out
in one's current life). I know the art. You don't."
It
was Swamiji's prarabdha to receive things from others: gold
cufflinks, silver - knobbed chappals , silver - tipped canes,
gold chains - but he just continued to give them away, playing
with his praradbha with ease and joy.
Like
an Army General
Swami
Gangeshwarananda was 108 years old when Gurudev dedicated
a yagna in his honour. Swamiji had great respect for this
old, blind Swami and visited him whenever he could. One time,
Swamiji, with his padukas on, had just walked across some
wooden planks over a canal and arrived at the blind Swami's
side without informing anyone.
"Chinmayananda , so you've come!" said Swami Gangeshwarananda.
Swamiji
was curious how the blind Swami had known that it was he who
had arrived.
"The
way you walk," answered Gangeshwaranandaji. "Only
one Swami walks like that , and it is Chinmayananda. You walk
like an army general !"
Heaven
At
one of the Swamiji's camps, a devotee asked him at Satsang:
"Swamiji
what does one need to do to invoke an experience of Brahmaloka
- Heaven?"
Swamiji
gave no answer. Pindrop silence followed for some fifteen
minutes. One could hear the leaves rustling outside.
Finally
Swamiji said, looking at the questioner: "Buddhu [you
fool], where do you think you've been for the last three weeks?"
Spiritual Prescription
Once
an eminent doctor came to meet Gurudev at his centre with
a copy of Gurudev's Holy Gita (Bhagavad Gita) and asked for
his autograph. Gurudev wrote the following message in her
copy of the book:
Two stanzas, three times a day, for three months.
To be repeated if symptoms persist.
Encounter Groups
Referring
to the indisciplined use of some encounter group techniques,
Gurudev wrote in a letter to a study group leader: The mutual
exploration of the mind is a dangerous game. It is scavenging
work. It is dangerous. Beware !. The cleaning of your own
mind itself is sufficient work. Don't try to clean all "commodes."
If you must, then wear a mask and a pair of thick gloves.
Teachers do it often. They have the defence equipment plenty.
If
you keep on analysing yourself, your despair will increase
- and your thoughts will unnerve you. Please stop it. Rise
above them. Viveka and Vairagya, right knowledge and dispassion,
are the wings for the bird of life in you to reach the roof
gardens of liberation.
Recognizing Your Divinity
Swamiji
was telling us that when the Guru first tells you that you're
Brahman and not the body, you don't quite believe him. He
expanded on this idea a with a story from his own experience
:
One
day, Swamiji was walking down a path near Rishikesh. It was
so hot that not even " a decent crow" was not out
at that time.
"Hey,
Swami !"a female voice called out, but he paid no heed.
He had just recently taken sannyasa, and his station was new
to him. He didn't realize that he himself was being addressed.
When he finally realized it was he the woman was addressing,
she invited him to have bhiksha.
"In
the same way," said Swamiji, " you need time to
get used to the idea that you are in essence the pure Self
- Atman, Brahman. It takes practice.
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