Superphysics
Advice To Householders
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October 16, 1882
It was Monday, a few days before the Durga Puja, the festival of the Divine Mother. Sri Ramakrishna was in a very happy state of mind, for Narendra was with him.
Narendra had brought 3 young members of the Brahmo Samaj to the temple garden.
Besides these, Rakhal, Ramlal, Hazra, and M. were with the Master.
Narendra had his midday meal with Sri Ramakrishna. Afterwards a temporary bed was made on the floor of the Master’s room so that the disciples might rest awhile. A mat was spread, over which was placed a quilt covered with a white sheet. A few cushions and pillows completed the simple bed. Like a child, the Master sat near Narendranath on the bed.
He talked with the devotees in great delight. With a radiant smile lighting his face, and his eyes fixed on Narendra, he was giving them various spiritual teachings, interspersing these with incidents from his own life.
After I had experienced samādhi, my mind craved intensely to hear only about God. I would always search for places where they were reciting or explaining the sacred books, such as the Bhagavata, the Mahabharata, and the Adhyātma Rāmāyana. I used to go to Krishnakishore to hear him read the Adhyātma Rāmāyana.
Krishnakishore’s faith
What tremendous faith Krishnakishore had! Once, while at Vrindāvan, he felt thirsty and went to a well. Near it he saw a man standing. On being asked to draw a little water for him, the man said: ‘I belong to a low caste, sir. You are a brahmin. How can I draw water for you?’
Take the name of Śiva. By repeating His holy name you will make yourself pure.'
The low-caste man did as he was told, and Krishnakishore, orthodox brahmin that he was, drank that water. What tremendous faith!
Once a holy man came to the bank of the Ganges and lived near the bathing-ghat at Ariadaha, not far from Dakshineswar. We thought of paying him a visit.
(To Haladhāri) ‘Krishnakishore and I are going to see a holy man. Will you come with us?’
What is the use of seeing a mere human body, which is no better than a cage of clay?'
Haladhāri was a student of the Gita and Vedanta philosophy, and therefore referred to the holy man as a mere ‘cage of clay’. I repeated this to Krishnakishore. With great anger he said:
‘How impudent of Haladhāri to make such a remark! How can he ridicule as a “cage of clay” the body of a man who constantly thinks of God, who meditates on Rama, and has renounced all for the sake of the Lord? Doesn’t he know that such a man is the embodiment of Spirit?’
He was so upset by Haladhāri’s remarks that he would turn his face away from him whenever he met him in the temple garden, and stopped speaking to him.
Once Krishnakishore asked me, ‘Why have you cast off the sacred thread?’ In those days of God-vision I felt as if I were passing through the great storm of Āświn, and everything had blown away from me.
No trace of my old self was left. I lost all consciousness of the world. I could hardly keep my cloth on my body, not to speak of the sacred thread! I said to Krishnakishore, ‘Ah, you will understand if you ever happen to be as intoxicated with God as I was.’
It actually came to pass. He too passed through a God-intoxicated state, when he would repeat only the word ‘Om’ and shut himself up alone in his room. His relatives thought he was actually mad, and called in a physician. Ram Kaviraj of Natagore came to see him.
Krishnakishore said to the physician, ‘Cure me, sir, of my malady, if you please, but not of my Om.’
(All laugh.)
One day I went to see him and found him in a pensive mood. When I asked him about it, he said: ‘The tax-collector was here. He threatened to dispose of my brass pots, my cups, and my few utensils, if I didn’t pay the tax; so I am worried.’ I said: ‘But why should you worry about it? Let him take away your pots and pans. Let him arrest your body even.
How will that affect you? For your nature is that of Kha!’
(Narendra and the others laugh.)
He used to say to me that he was the Spirit, all-pervading as the sky. He had got that idea from the Adhyātma Rāmāyana. I used to tease him now and then, addressing him as ‘Kha’. Therefore I said to him that day, with a smile: ‘You are Kha. Taxes cannot move you!’
Master’s outspokenness
In that state of God-intoxication I used to speak out my mind to all. I was no respecter of persons. Even to men of position I was not afraid to speak the truth.
“One day Jatindra came to the garden of Jadu Mallick. I was there too. I asked him:
‘What is the duty of man? Isn’t it our duty to think of God?’ Jatindra replied: ‘We are worldly people. How is it possible for us to achieve liberation? Even King Yudhisthira had to have a vision of hell.’ This made me very angry. I said to him: ‘What sort of man are you?
Of all the incidents of Yudhisthira’s life, you remember only his seeing hell. You don’t remember his truthfulness, his forbearance, his patience, his discrimination, his dispassion, his devotion to God.’ I was about to say many more things, when Hriday stopped my mouth. After a little while Jatindra left the place, saying he had some other business to attend to.
“Many days later I went with Captain to see Rājā Sourindra Tagore. As soon as I met him, I said, ‘I can’t address you as “Rājā”, or by any such title, for I should be telling a lie.’
He talked to me a few minutes, but even so our conversation was interrupted by the frequent visits of Europeans and others. A man of rajasic temperament, Sourindra was naturally busy with many things.
Jatindra his eldest brother, had been told of my coming, but he sent word that he had a pain in his throat and couldn’t go out.
“One day, in that state of divine intoxication, I went to the bathing-ghat on the Ganges at Baranagore. There I saw Jaya Mukherji repeating the name of God; but his mind was on something else. I went up and slapped him twice on the cheeks.
“At one time Rani Rasmani was staying in the temple garden.
She came to the shrine of the Divine Mother, as she frequently did when I worshipped Kāli, and asked me to sing a song or two. On this occasion, while I was singing, I noticed she was sorting the flowers for worship absent-mindedly. At once I slapped her on the cheeks. She became quite embarrassed and sat there with folded hands.
“Alarmed at this state of mind myself, I said to my cousin Haladhāri: ‘Just see my nature! How can I get rid of it?’ After praying to the Divine Mother for some time with great yearning, I was able to shake off this habit.
His anguish at worldly talk
When one gets into such a state of mind, one doesn’t enjoy any conversation but that about God. I used to weep when I heard people talk about worldly matters. When I accompanied Mathur Babu on a pilgrimage, we spent a few days in Benares at Raja Babu’s house.
One day I was seated in the drawing-room with Mathur Babu, Raja Babu, and others. Hearing them talk about various worldly things, such as their business losses and so forth, I wept bitterly and said to the Divine Mother: ‘Mother, where have You brought me? I was much better off in the temple garden at Dakshineswar. Here I am in a place where I must bear about “woman and gold”. But at Dakshineswar I could avoid it.’ "
The Master asked the devotees, especially Narendra, to rest awhile, and he himself lay down on the smaller couch.
His ecstasy in Kirtan
Late in the afternoon Narendra sang. Rakhal, Lātu, M., Hazra, and Priya, Narendra’s Brahmo friend, were present. The singing was accompanied by the drum:
Meditate, O my mind, on the Lord Hari, The Stainless One, Pure Spirit through and through.
How peerless is the light that in Him shines! How soul-bewitching is His wondrous form! How dear is He to all His devotees!
After this song Narendra sang:
Oh, when will dawn for me that day of blessedness When He who is all Good, all Beauty, and all Truth, Will light the inmost shrine of my heart? When shall I sink at last, ever beholding Him, Into that Ocean of Delight?
Lord, as Infinite Wisdom Thou shalt enter my soul, And my unquiet mind, made speechless by Thy sight, Will find a haven at Thy feet.
In my heart’s firmament, O Lord, Thou wilt arise As Blissful Immortality;
And as, when the chakora beholds the rising moon, It sports about for very joy, So, too, shall I be filled with heavenly happiness When Thou appearest unto me.
Thou One without a Second, all Peace, the King of Kings! At Thy beloved feet I shall renounce my life And so at last shall gain life’s goal; 1 shall enjoy the bliss of heaven while yet on earth! Where else is a boon so rare bestowed?
Then shall I see Thy glory, pure and untouched by stain; As darkness flees from 1ight, so will my darkest sins Desert me at Thy dawn’s approach. Kindle in me, O Lord, the blazing fire of faith To be the pole-star of my life;
O Succour of the weak, fulfil my one desire! Then shall I bathe both day and night In the boundless bliss of Thy Love, and utterly forget Myself, O Lord, attaining Thee.
Narendra sang again:
With beaming face chant the sweet name of God Till in your heart the nectar overflows. Drink of it ceaselessly and share it with all! If ever your heart runs dry, parched by the flames Of worldly desire, chant the sweet name of God, And heavenly love will moisten your arid soul. Be sure, O mind, you never forget to chant His holy name: when danger stares in your face, Call on Him, your Father Compassionate; With His name’s thunder, snap the fetters of sin! Come, let us fulfil our hearts’ desires By drinking deep of Everlasting Joy, Made one with Him in Love’s pure ecstasy. Now Narendra and the devotees began to sing kirtan, accompanied by the drum and cymbals. They moved round and round the Master as they sang: Immerse yourself for evermore, O mind, In Him who is Pure Knowledge and Pure Bliss.
Next they sang:
Oh, when will dawn for me that day of blessedness When He who is all Good, all Beauty, and all Truth Will light the inmost shrine of my heart? At last Narendra himself was playing on the drums, and he sang with the Master, full of joy:
With beaming face chant the sweet name of God When the music was over, Sri Ramakrishna held Narendra in his arms a long time and said, “You have made us so happy today!” The flood-gate of the Master’s heart was open so wide, that night, that he could hardly contain himself for joy. It was 8pm.
Intoxicated with divine love, he paced the long verandah north of his room. Now and then he could be heard talking to the Divine Mother. Suddenly he said in an excited voice, “What can you do to me?” Was the Master hinting that maya was helpless before him, since he had the Divine Mother for his support?
Narendra, M., and Priya were going to spend the night at the temple garden. This pleased the Master highly, especially since Narendra would be with him. The Holy Mother, who was living in the nahabat, had prepared the supper. Surendra bore the greater part of the Master’s expenses. The meal was ready, and the plates were set out on the southeast verandah of the Masters room.
Near the east door of his room Narendra and the other devotees were gossiping.
How do you find the young men nowadays?
M: “They are not bad; but they don’t receive any religious instructions”.
But from my experience I feel they are going to the dogs. They smoke cigarettes, indulge in frivolous talk, enjoy foppishness, play truant, and do everything of that sort. I have even seen them visiting questionable places.
M: “I didn’t notice such things during our student days.”
Perhaps you didn’t mix with the students intimately. I have even seen them talking with people of immoral character. Perhaps they are on terms of intimacy with them."
M: “It is strange indeed.”
I know that many of them form bad habits. It would be proper if the guardians of the boys, and the authorities, kept their eyes on these matters.
They Were talking thus when Sri Ramakrishna came to them and asked with a smile, “Well, what are you talking about?”
I have been asking M. about the boys in the schools. The conduct of students nowadays isn’t all that it should be."
The Master became grave and said to M. rather seriously: “This kind of conversation is not good. It isn’t desirable to indulge in any talk but talk of God. You are their senior, and you are intelligent. You should not have encouraged them to talk about such matters.”
Narendra was then around 19, M. around 28.
Thus admonished, M. felt embarrassed, and the others also fell silent.
While the devotees were enjoying their meal, Sri Ramakrishna stood by and watched them with intense delight. That night the Master’s joy was very great.
After supper the devotees rested on the mat spread on the floor of the Master’s room.
They began to talk with him. It was indeed a mart of joy. The Master asked Narendra to sing the song beginning with the line: “In Wisdom’s firmament the moon of Love is rising full.”
Narendra sang, and other devotees played the drums and cymbals:
In Wisdom’s firmament the moon of Love is rising full, And Love’s flood-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. The soft spring wind of the New Day raises fresh waves of joy; Gently it carries to the earth the fragrance of God’s Love, Till all the yogis, drunk with bliss, are lost in ecstasy. Upon the sea of the world unfolds the lotus of the New Day, And there the Mother sits enshrined in blissful majesty. See how the bees are mad with joy, sipping the nectar there! Behold the Mother’s radiant face, which so enchants the heart And captivates the universe! About Her Lotus Feet Bands of ecstatic holy men are dancing in delight. What matchless loveliness is Hers! What infinite content Pervades the heart when She appears! O brothers, says Premdas, I humbly beg you, one and all, to sing the Mother’s praise!
Sri Ramakrishna sang and danced, and the devotees danced around him.
