Hearken, O Mādhava, what more can I say?
Nought can I find to compare with love:

Though the sun of the East should rise in the West,
Yet would not love be far from the worthy,

Or if I should write the stars of heaven on earth,
Or if I could pour from my hands the water of all the sea.

-- Vidyapati

I feel my body vanishing into the dust whereon my beloved walks.

I feel one with the water of the lake where he bathes.

Oh friend, my love crosses death's boundary when I meet him.

My heart melts in the light and merges in the mirror whereby he views his
face.

I move with the air to kiss him when he waves his fan, and wherever he
wanders I enclose him like the sky.

Govindadas says, “You are the gold-setting, fair maiden, he is the
emerald”

Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields and meadows – then let your heart say in silence, “God rests in reason.”
And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest, and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky, – then let your heart say in awe, “God moves in passion.”
And since you are a breath in God’s sphere, and a leaf in God’s forest, you too should rest in reason and move in passion
.

-- Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

Open your eyes ...

Open your eyes ...

Mirror-pond of stars …

Suddenly a summer

shower

Dimples the water.

-- Sesshi

He who has been instructed thus far in the things of love, and who has learned to see the beautiful in due order and succession, when he comes toward the end will suddenly perceive a nature of wondrous beauty(and this, Socrates, is the final cause of all our former toils)—a nature which in the first place is everlasting, not growing and decaying, or waxing and waning; secondly, not fair in one point of view and foul in another, or at one time or in one relation or at one place fair, at another time or in another relation or at another place foul, as if fair to some and foul to others, or in the likeness of a face or hands or any other part of the bodily frame, or in any form of speech or knowledge, or existing in any other being, as for example, in an animal, or in heaven, or in earth, or in any other place; but beauty absolute, separate, simple, and everlasting, which without diminution and without increase, or any change, is imparted to the ever-growing and perishing beauties of all other things. He who from these ascending under the influence of true love, begins to perceive that beauty, is not far from the end. And the true order of going, or being led by another, to the things of love, is to begin from the beauties of earth and mount upwards for the sake of that other beauty, using these as steps only, and from one going on to two, and from two to all fair forms, and from fair forms to fair practices, and from fair practices to fair notions, until from fair notions he arrives at the notion of absolute beauty, and at last knows what the essence of beauty is.

“This, my dear Socrates”, said the stranger of Mantineia, “is that life above all others which man should live, in the contemplation of beauty absolute.... But what if man had eyes to see the true beauty—the divine beauty, I mean, pure and clear and unalloyed, not clogged with the pollutions of mortality and all the colours and vanities of human life—thither looking, and holding converse with the true beauty simple and divine? Remember how in that communion only, beholding beauty with the eye of the mind, he will be enabled to bring forth, not images of beauty, but realities (for he has hold not of an image but of a reality), and bringing forth and nourishing true virtue to become the friend of God and be immortal, if mortal man may.Would that be an ignoble life?”

-- Plato, Symposium

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

The Aśvattha or the Fig Tree in Hinduism


I had mentioned that one of the names of Viṣṇu in the Viṣṇu Sahasranāma is Aśvattha, the Fig Tree.

This is the 824th Name.

A few days back I revisited Madam Helena Petrovna Blavatsky’s magnum opus, The Secret Doctrine.

She gives a good description of the Aśvattha (page 536):

‘“Accurately understanding the great tree

·                    of which the unperceived (Occult nature, the root of all) is the sprout from the seed (Parabrahmam)

·                    which consists of the understanding (Mahat, or the universal intelligent Soul) as its trunk,

·                    the branches of which are the great egoism,

·                    in the holes of which are the sprouts, namely, the senses,

·                    of which the great (Occult, or invisible) elements are the flower-bunches,

·                    the gross elements (the gross objective matter), the smaller boughs, which are always possessed of leaves, always possessed of flowers . . . .

·                    which is eternal and the seed of which is the Brahman (the deity);

and cutting it with that excellent sword – knowledge (secret wisdom) – one attains immortality and casts off birth and death.”

This is the Tree of Life, the Asvattha tree, only after the cutting of which the slave of life and death, MAN, can be emancipated.’

As far as I understand, this is one interpretation of the Fig-Tree.

There are said to be others.

I’m not sure if this is comparable to the “Tree of Life” of the Biblical Garden of Eden.

I should clarify that I don’t always agree with Blavatsky – she is not even meant to be agreed with – she hasn’t written in such a way as to be agreed with.

She tends to sensationalize, mystify, & tantalize way too much: one can get it, that she is trying to sound very mysterious, that she possesses an immense treasure-house of knowledge which she cannot possibly share with the vulgar masses, the wretched hoi-polloi, and that all she can do is keep exciting our curiosity with all sorts of intriguing hints & allusions, with repeated references to the greatest Mysteries and their Masters.

It can start grating on the nerves after a while.

We do understand that Ancient texts have several layers of esoteric, philosophical, even {so-called} “magical” meaning.

We do understand that the Ancient world had Mystery-Schools and Initiates, who possessed a knowledge now lost to the world, and upon which all known sacred scriptures, and great cultural legends & myths, are built.

We do know that the overwhelming majority of people do not understand them correctly, and probably, sharing all the deepest secrets of the olden wisdom is bound to lead to its profanation, dissolution, corruption, and abuse.

But it is not appropriate to keep telling people, almost in every paragraph and page, that they are underprivileged, unworthy morons permanently cut off from all access to the true spirit of ancient sacred & esoteric literature, and are at the mercy of Masters who know Everything.

All said & done, she is undoubtedly fascinatingly erudite, does have knowledge of the Ancient, Esoteric Wisdom, and has many priceless insights strewn throughout her works.

But I neither agree with her, or with anyone who’s written in English, on everything: indeed, on many points.


This interpretation is correct, and was worth quoting.