Individuality

Every life has its own truth and this is the guiding star of that life. There are innumerable shores to reach at while floating on a vast ocean. However, a ship has a fixed and single destination to reach. Life is like a vast ocean, we are like ships, and for each of us there is a fixed destination. The only difference is that a shore may be a destination for different ships whereas for each individual the destination is unique. There cannot be a single destination for two or many persons because it is only in man that the sense or theme of individuality is formed and developed through the passage of life.

One has rightly told that the whole aim of evolution is to create perfect individuals. The basis of individuality is a truth that is concerned with that individual only. However, this is not to say that that there is no single truth governing this creation and the world is a conglomeration of different truths –which may even be contradictory to one another. But this is not like that.

The conception of truth is there in the world of manifestation, creations. Each single individual sense of fulfillment is a part of the harmony that sustains all separate expressions. Therefore, the validity of truth lies in relations. The Brahman has no truth as such, –He is because He is.

However, my point is about individual truth as I belong to manifested creation. The aim of life, therefore, is to find that truth in me or for that matter find the truth of my life. The sadhana begins with this effort of discovering the truth around which the life has been organized. To this end, we must get some hints of that organizing truth. Where and how do I exist individually?

Then begins a hide and seek affair. It is there in everything and at the same time, it is nowhere! It is impossible to grab it by effort as any psychological movement makes the water surface too turbid to see what lies beneath. Any mental query, any vital want veil its existence. As it is in the state of budding it is yet to get hold of all the life movements. So one must try to be as transparent as possible. What is this transparency? This is unperturbed life movement and an effortless stillness within.

The tuning of one's life lies there. Once the tune is heard and felt the meaning of the existence in the life begins to be gradually revealed.

The path can be seen –lit by that inner light. It is its own path.

 

The world and I

As usual I went to my roof in the early morning. It was still not morning as it was 4.30 am. It is a pleasant experience to be under the vast sky and finding trees and various plants around me at that time. People, still in their deep sleep leave me to feel alone in that calm world. The most beautiful thing is to feel that the dawn wakes up gradually as if to create a world still half hidden in the dark of night. Like the child Krishna who had in his ankles the bells which jingled sweetly as he walked –the dawn steps in with the calls of birds. The air suddenly becomes fragrant with the fragrance of the trailing robe of the dawn.

Yesterday the air was slightly wet as there were clouds in the east. The touch of the air was felt very soothing on the cheeks. The early morning was very soft-like that of a loving heart. I was watering the tiny plants that were in the flower-pots. It is my regular work. I looked around me and saw the tops of trees and of a few tall buildings. As I was looking to all of them I suddenly dropped in the depth of my seeing eyes. I felt that I knew them as I knew my eyes. Is seeing a function to know others? Seeing seemed to be creating! They came up from the centre of my existence and as I felt my body as my own –they also were I. They were even more intimately known to me than I knew my arms or feet. Even breathing was more artificial than seeing. Was I actually seeing or in a different mode of experience? I felt an intense urge to melt down in all I see around me. But still the mind was active only as interference to a beautiful discovering process. So I tried to know the relation between the world and me. How this world is poised in me-was a seeking –the remnant of mental obstinacy was there. All of a sudden the world threw me out in its peripheries as one of the many separately existing beings in its kingdom. But just before my fall it dawned in me that the relation of this world with me was laid in the consciousness of a unity. The trees, the birds, the flowers....all were ramifications of a single oneness. Perhaps it exists in an unspecified centre in me.

21 February 1878, The Mother's birthday (Darshan Day)

Message Distributed in Ashram, 21st Feb 2009   Live always as if you were under the very eye of the supreme and of the Divine Mother. Do nothing, try to think and feel nothing that would be unworthy of the Divine Presence.  - Sri Aurobindo     21st February 1878, The Mother's Birthday   In Sri Aurobindo Ashram it is observed as Darshan Day On this special day devotees are allowed to visit the room of Mother and Sri Aurobindo

Thoughts

Is it possible for a man to break his sleep by himself? There must be a will to break. But how can a will be formed when one is not aware that he is in sleep? Then why one wakes up without any external interference? Perhaps the body needs to be woken up, to come out from sleep for its own reason and its own time-the kaal. It is an inner condition that makes the necessity to be in an awakened state.

So is this life coming out in a more conscious state.

The darkness is fading out but there is still no light. It just gets the hint of the of the coming of the first ray of the dawn but not the dawn itself. Does a flower is aware of the act of its gradual unfolding before becoming a full bloomed flower?

I have never seen the sun-but my eye-lids have caught a vibration to open and see.

But who determines time-kaal?

He and I

Where shall I go? He does not move in me. He only enjoys me in whatever I do and want. But he does not do anything and has no want for himself. He is not involved in my circumstances and concerns. His only involvement is me –myself. His link to this world and life is through my pulse. He has a light –but the path is left to me for my treading. The light is not mere light but a leading light- perhaps for a destination rooted with his source.. He does not love when I love. But he is love itself. He has no preference for anyone. But when I love he is also there- not for my sake –even not for my love’s sake but for his involvement in my being. He is the essence of love. So whenever there is love he is traced there like the fragrance of a flower is traced to the flower itself. If you keep the flower in a far place –the fragrance is feeble and only in trace. So he is there in traces in my human love. Does a flower love anyone? No –it gives out its fragrance to all without preference. So is he in me who loves without preference. But in every preferred love of mine he is being more aware of his own being who is carrying with him a source of love. Unlike a flower –he grows in my awareness and more I grow the more he fills me with his own love-boundless and all pervading. So where shall I go and for what or for whom? It is not me that go with me. There is none who is needed and there is no place I need to live or stay. He has been feeling through my every foot-step, my breathing and finding eyes, ears, hearts and senses for me to tune them with his own. Whenever I move for anything –he moves for me there. Whenever I love someone he loves for me. As we grow in nature and by nature-he is growing through me and by me-only to become fully himself in his full light and love.