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वीरेश्वराय विद्महे विवेकानन्दाय धीमहि ।
तन्नो वीर: प्रचोदयात् ।
SWITZERLAND,
8th August, 1896.
DEAR GOODWIN,
I am now taking rest. I read from different letters a lot about
Kripananda. I am sorry for him. There must be something wrong in
his head. Let him alone. None of you need bother about him.
As for hurting me, that is not in the power of gods or devils. So
be at rest. It is unswerving love and perfect unselfishness that
conquer everything. We Vedantists in every difficulty ought to ask
the subjective question, "Why do I see that?" "Why can I not
conquer this with love?"
I am very glad at the reception the Swami has met with, also at
the good work he is doing. Great work requires great and
persistent effort for a long time. Neither need we trouble
ourselves if a few fail. It is in the nature of things that many
should fall, that troubles should come, that tremendous
difficulties should arise, that selfishness and all the other
devils in the human heart should struggle hard when they are about
to be driven out by the fire of spirituality. The road to the Good
is the roughest and steepest in the universe. It is a wonder that
so many succeed, no wonder that so many fall. Character has to be
established through a thousand stumbles.
I am much refreshed now. I look out of the window and see the huge
glaciers just before me and feel that I am in the Himalayas. I am
quite calm. My nerves have regained their accustomed strength; and
little vexations, like those you write of, do not touch me at all.
How shall I be disturbed by this child's play? The whole world is
a mere child's play — preaching, teaching, and all included. "Know
him to be the Sannyasin who neither hates not desires" (Gita,
V.3). And what is there to be desired in this little mud-puddle of
a world, with its ever-recurring misery, disease, and death? "He
who has given up all desires, he alone is happy."
This rest, eternal, peaceful rest, I am catching a glimpse of now
in this beautiful spot. "Having once known that the Atman alone,
and nothing else, exists, desiring what, or for whose desire,
shall you suffer misery about the body?" (Brihadâranyaka, IV. iv.
12.)
I feel as if I had my share of experience in what they call
"work". I am finished, I am longing now to get out. "Out of
thousands, but one strives to attain the Goal. And even of those
who struggle hard, but few attain" (Gita, VII. 3); for the senses
are powerful, they drag men down.
"A good world", "a happy world", and "social progress", are all
terms equally intelligible with "hot ice" or "dark light". If it
were good, it would not be the world. The soul foolishly thinks of
manifesting the Infinite in finite matter, Intelligence through
gross particles; but at last it finds out its error and tries to
escape. This going-back is the beginning of religion, and its
method, destruction of self, that is, love. Not love for wife or
child or anybody else, but love for everything else except this
little self. Never be deluded by the tall talk, of which you will
hear so much in America, about "human progress" and such stuff.
There is no progress without corresponding digression. In one
society there is one set of evils; in another, another. So with
periods of history. In the Middle Ages, there were more robbers,
now more cheats. At one period there is less idea of married life;
at another, more prostitution. In one, more physical agony; in
another, a thousandfold more mental. So with knowledge. Did not
gravitation already exist in nature before it was observed and
named? Then what difference does it make to know that it exists?
Are you happier than the Red Indians?
The only knowledge that is of any value is to know that all this
is humbug. But few, very few, will ever know this. "Know the Atman
alone, and give up all other vain words." This is the only
knowledge we gain from all this knocking about the universe. This
is the only work, to call upon mankind to "Awake, arise, and stop
not till the goal is reached". It is renunciation, Tyâga, that is
meant by religion, and nothing else.
Ishwara is the sum total of individuals; yet He Himself also is an
individual in the same way as the human body is a unit, of which
each cell is an individual. Samashti or the Collective is God.
Vyashti or the component is the soul of Jiva. The existence of
Ishwara, therefore, depends on that of Jiva, as the body on the
cell, and vice versa. Jiva, and Ishwara are co-existent beings. As
long as the one exists, the other also must. Again, since in all
the higher spheres, except on our earth, the amount of good is
vastly in excess of the amount of bad, the sum total or Ishwara
may be said to be All-good, Almighty, and Omniscient. These are
obvious qualities, and need no argument to prove, from the very
fact of totality.
Brahman is beyond both of these, and is not a state. It is the
only unit not composed of many units. It is the principle which
runs through all, from a cell to God, and without which nothing
can exist. Whatever is real is that principle or Brahman. When I
think "I am Brahman", then I alone exist. It is so also when you
so think, and so on. Each one is the whole of that principle. . .
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A few days ago, I felt a sudden irresistible desire to write to
Kripananda. Perhaps he was unhappy and thinking of me. So I wrote
him a warm letter. Today from the American news, I see why it was
so. I sent him flowers gathered near the glaciers. Ask Miss Waldo
to send him some money and plenty of love. Love never dies. The
love of the father never dies, whatever the children may do or be.
He is my child. He has the same or more share in my love and help,
now that he is in misery.
Yours with blessings,
VIVEKANANDA.
These are the marks of the true Jnana-Yogi:
(1) He desires nothing, save to know. (2) All his senses are
under perfect restraint; he suffers everything without
murmuring, equally content if his bed be the bare ground under
the open sky, or if he is lodged in a king's palace. He shuns no
suffering, he stands and bears it-he has given up all but the
Self. (3) He knows that all but the One is unreal. (4) He has an
intense desire for freedom. With a strong will, he fixes his
mind on higher things and so attains to peace. If we know not
peace, what are we more than the brutes? He does everything for
others — for the Lord — giving up all fruits of work and looking
for no result, either here or hereafter. What can the universe
give us more than our own soul?
Think
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