THE OPEN SECRET
(Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
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However we turn in attempting to comprehend things in their world, in the event that we break down sufficiently far, we find that finally, we go to a particular condition of things, apparently a logical inconsistency: something which our reason can’t get a handle on but then is a reality. We take up something — we know it is limited; yet when we start to examine it, it drives us past our reason, and we never discover a conclusion to every one of its characteristics, its conceivable outcomes, its powers, its relations. It has turned out to be interminable. Take even a typical blossom, that is limited enough, however, who is there that can say he knows all in regards to the bloom? There is no probability of anybody’s getting to the finish of the learning about that one bloom. The blossom has turned out to be vast — the bloom which was limited, in the first place. Take a grain of sand. Investigate it. We begin with the supposition that it is limited, and finally, we find that it isn’t, it is interminable; all the equivalent, we have viewed it as limited. The blossom is also regarded as a limited something.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
So with every one of our contemplations and encounters, physical and mental. We start, we may think, on a little scale, and handle them as meager things; yet soon they evade our insight and dive into the chasm of the endless. What’s more, the best and the primary thing saw is ourselves. We are likewise in a similar situation about presence. We exist. We see we are limited creatures. We live beyond words. Our frame of reference is tight. We are here, restricted, defined by the universe all around. Nature can pound us out of presence in a minute. Our little bodies are simply held together, prepared to turn out badly immediately. We realize that. In the locale of activity how frail we are! Our will is being frustrated every step of the way. Such huge numbers of things we need to do, and what a limited number of we can do! There is no restriction to our eager. We can everything, need everything, we can want to go to the dogstar. In any case, what a limited number of our wants can be refined! The body won’t permit it. All things considered, nature is against the achievement of our will. We are powerless. What is valid for the blossom, of the grain of sand, of the physical world, and of each thinking, is a hundredfold more valid for ourselves.
We are additionally in a similar difficulty of presence, being limited and unbounded in the meantime. We resemble waves in the sea; the wave is the sea but then not the sea. There isn’t any piece of the influx of which you can’t state, “It is the sea.” The name “sea” applies to the wave and similar to each other piece of the sea, but then it is discrete from the sea. So in this unbounded sea of presence, we resemble wavelets. In the meantime, when we need truly to get a handle on ourselves, we can’t — we have turned into the unending.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
We appear to stroll in dreams. Dreams are good in a fantasy mind; yet when you need to get a handle on one of them, it is no more. Why? Not that it was false, but rather on the grounds that it is past the intensity of reason, the intensity of the insightfulness to fathom it. Everything in this life is vast to the point that the judgment is nothing in correlation with it. It declines to be bound by the laws of the keenness! It giggles at the servitude the brains need to spread around it. What’s more, a thousandfold all the more so is this the case with the human spirit. “We ourselves” — this is the best riddle of the universe.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
How magnificent everything is! Take a gander at the human eye. How effortlessly it tends to be devastated, but the greatest suns exist simply because your eyes see them. The world exists in light of the fact that your eyes guarantee that it exists. Think about that riddle! These poor little eyes! A solid light, or a stick, can wreck them. However the most ground-breaking motors of destruction, the most ground-breaking disasters, the most superb of presences, a huge number of suns and stars and moons and earth — all depend for their reality upon, and must be confirmed by, these two easily overlooked details! They say, “Nature, you exist”, and we trust nature exists. So with every one of our faculties.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
- What is this?
- Where is the shortcoming?
- Who is solid?
- What is incredible and what is little?
- What is high and what is low in this grand relationship of presence where the littlest molecule is vital for the presence of the entirety?
- Who is incredible and who is little?
- It is past discovering! Also, why?
Since none is extraordinary and none is little. Everything is interpenetrated by that boundless sea; their world is that endless, and whatever there is at first glance is nevertheless that limitless. The tree is unending; so is everything that you see or feel — each grain of sand, each idea, each spirit, everything that exists, is vast. Unending is limited and limited boundless. This is our reality. Presently, that might be all valid, however, such an excess of feeling after the Infinite is at present for the most part oblivious.
It isn’t that we have overlooked that interminable nature of our own:
- none can ever do that.
- Who can ever imagine that he can be obliterated?
- Who can feel that he will bite the dust?
None can. All our connection to the Infinite works in us unwittingly. In a way, in this way, we overlook our genuine being, and thus this hopelessness comes.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
In down to earth everyday life, we are harmed by little things; we are subjugated by little creatures. Wretchedness comes since we think we are limited — we are little creatures. But, that it is so hard to trust that we are endless creatures! Amidst this hopelessness and inconvenience, when an easily overlooked detail may divert me from my party, it must be my consideration to trust that I am boundless. What’s more, the truth of the matter is that we are and that deliberately or unknowingly we are for the most part looking after that something which is boundless; we are continually looking for something that is free.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
There was never a human race which did not have a religion and love a type of God or divine beings. Regardless of whether the God or divine beings existed or not in doubt; but rather what is the investigation of this mental marvel? For what reason is all the world attempting to discover, or looking for, a God? Why? Since notwithstanding this subjugation, disregarding nature and this enormous vitality of law pounding us down, never enabling us to swing to any side — wherever we go, whatever we need to do, we are foiled by this law, which is all over the place — despite this, the human spirit always remembers its opportunity and is regularly looking for it. The scan for opportunity is the hunt everything being equal; regardless of whether they know it or not, whether they can figure it well or sick, the thought is there. Indeed, even the least man, the most insensible, looks for something which has control over nature’s laws. He needs to see an evil presence, a phantom, a divine being — someone who can stifle nature, for whom nature isn’t all-powerful, for whom there is no law.
“Gracious, for someone who can infringe upon the law!”
That is the cry originating from the human heart. We are continually looking for somebody who infringes upon the law. The surging motor speeds along the railroad track; the little worm slithers out of its way. We without a moment’s delay say, “The motor is a dead issue, a machine; and the worm is alive,” on the grounds that the worm endeavored to infringe upon the law. The motor, with all its capacity and might, can never infringe upon the law. It is made to go toward any path man needs, and it can’t do something else; yet the worm, little and little however it was, endeavored to violate the law and stay away from the peril. It attempted to advocate for itself against law, declare its opportunity; and there was the indication of things to come to God in it.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
Wherever we see this declaration of opportunity, this opportunity of the spirit. It is reflected in each religion in the state of God or divine beings; however, it is all outer yet — for the individuals who just observe the divine beings outside. The man concluded that he didn’t be anything. He was anxious about the possibility that he would never be free; so he went to look for somebody outside of nature who was free. At that point, he believed that there were numerous and numerous such free creatures, and bit by bit he blended them all into one God of divine beings and Lord of rulers. Indeed, even that did not fulfill him. He came somewhat nearer to reality, a little closer; and after that bit by bit discovered that whatever he was, he was here and there associated with the God of divine beings and Lord of rulers; that he, however, he thought himself bound and low and powerless, was by one way or another associated with that God of divine beings. At that point dreams came to him; thought emerged and learning progressed. What’s more, he started to come ever closer to that God, and finally discovered that God and every one of the divine beings, this entire mental wonder associated with the scan for an almighty free soul, was nevertheless his very own impression thought of himself. And afterward, finally, he found that it was not just evident that “God made man after His very own picture”, however, that it was likewise obvious that man-made God after his very own picture. That drew out awesome opportunity. The Divine Being was dependably inside, the closest of the close. Him we had ever been looking for outside, and finally, discovered that He is in the core of our souls. You may know the account of the man who confused his own pulse with someone thumping at the entryway, and went to the entryway and opened it, however, discovered no one there, so he returned. Again he appeared to hear a thumping at the entryway, yet no one was there. At that point, he comprehended that it was his own pulse, and he had misconstrued it as a thumping at the entryway. So also, the man after his pursuit discovers that this vast opportunity that he was putting in creative ability all the time in nature outside is the inward subject, the endless Soul of spirits; this Reality, he himself.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
Hence, finally, he comes to perceive this sublime duality of presence: the subject, endless and limited in one — the Infinite Being is likewise the equivalent limited soul. The Infinite is gotten, in a manner of speaking, in the lattices of the intellect and evidently shows as limited creatures, however, the truth stays unaltered. This is, subsequently, genuine learning: that the Soul of our spirits, the Reality that is inside us, is That which is unchangeable, interminable, at any point favored, without ever. This is the main strong ground for us to remain upon.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
This, at that point, is the finish of all demise, the coming of all everlasting status, the finish of all wretchedness. Also, he who sees that One among the many, that One unchangeable in the universe of progress, he who considers Him to be the Soul of his spirit, unto him has a place unceasing harmony — unto none else.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
Furthermore, amidst the profundities of wretchedness and debasement, the Soul sends a beam of light, and the man awakens and finds that what is extremely his, he can never lose. No, we can never lose what is extremely our own.
Who can lose his being?
Who can lose his exceptional presence?
On the off chance that I am great, it is the presence first, and afterward that winds up hued with the nature of goodness. In the event that I am abhorrent, it is the presence first, and that winds up shaded with the nature of disagreeableness. That presence is first, last, and dependable; it is never lost, yet ever-present.
Along these lines, there is a promise for all. None amazing; can be debated until the end of time. Life is nevertheless a play area, anyway net the play might be. Anyway, we may get blows and anyway thumped about we might be, the Soul is there and is never harmed. We are that Infinite.
Therefore sang a Vedantin, “I never had dread nor question. Demise never came to me. I never had a dad or mother: for I was never conceived. Where are my enemies? — for I am All. I am the Existence and Knowledge and Bliss Absolute. I am It. I am It. Outrage and desire and envy, abhorrent contemplations and every one of these things, never came to me; for I am the Existence, the Knowledge, the Bliss Absolute. I am It. I am It.”
That is the solution for all illness, the nectar that fixes passing.
Here we are in this world and our tendency rebels against it. However, give us a chance to rehash, “I am It; I am It.
I have no dread, nor question, nor passing.
I have no sex, nor doctrine, nor shading.
What statement of faith would I be able to have?
What organization is there to which I ought to have a place?
What group can hold me?
I am in each group!”
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
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- Anyway,
- much the body rebels,
- anyway, much the mind rebels,
- amidst the farthest dimness,
- amidst anguishing torments,
- in the furthest misery,
- rehash this, once, twice, thrice, perpetually.
- Light comes tenderly, gradually,
- however, definitely it comes.
- Ordinarily,
- I have been in the jaws of death,
- starving,
- footsore,
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and fatigued; for a considerable length of time and days I had no nourishment and frequently could walk no more remote; I would sink down under a tree, and life would appear ebbing without end. I couldn’t speak, I could hardly think, however finally, the mind returned to the thought: “I have no dread nor demise; I never hunger nor thirst. I am It! I am It! The entire nature can’t squash me; it is my hireling. Attest thy quality, thou Lord of rulers and God of divine beings! Recapture thy lost domain! Emerge and walk and stop not!” And I would ascend, revived, and here am I, living, today. Along these lines, at whatever point dimness comes, affirm the truth and everything antagonistic must vanish. For, all things considered, it is nevertheless a fantasy. Mountain-high, however, the challenges show up, awful and melancholy however all things appear, they are nevertheless My. Dread not — it is exiled. Pulverize it, and it vanishes. Stamp upon it, and it kicks the bucket. Be not perplexed. Think not how frequently you come up short. It doesn’t mind. Time is unbounded. Go ahead: stand up for yourself over and over, and light should come.
You may go to everybody that was ever conceived, yet who will come to encourage you?
What’s more, what of the method for death from which none knows escape?
Help thyself out independent from anyone else. None else can help thee, companion. For thou alone craftsmanship thy most prominent foe, thou alone workmanship thy most prominent companion. Get hold of the Self, at that point. Hold up. Try not to be apprehensive. Amidst all tragedies and all shortcoming, let the Self-turn out, swoon and vague, however, it be at first. You will pick up valor, and finally, like a lion, you will thunder out,
“I am It! I am It!”
“I am neither a man, nor a lady, nor a divine being, nor an evil presence; no, nor any of the creatures, plants, or trees. I am neither poor nor rich, neither educated nor unmindful. Every one of these things is next to no contrasted and what I am: really going after am It! I am It!
See the sun and the moon and the stars: I am the light that is sparkling in them! I am the magnificence of the fire! I am the power in the universe! For,
I am It! I am It!
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
“Whoever feels that I am small committing an error, for the Self is such exists. The sun exists since I proclaim it does, the world exists since I announce it does. Without me, they can’t stay, for I am Existence, Knowledge, and Bliss Absolute — ever upbeat, ever unadulterated, ever wonderful. View, the sun is the reason for our vision, yet isn’t itself at any point influenced by any deformity according to anybody; all things being equal, I am. I am working through all organs, working through everything, except never does the great and wickedness of work append to me. For me, there is no law, nor Karma. I claim the laws of Karma. I at any point was and ever am. “My genuine joy was never in natural things — in the spouse, wife, kids, and different things.
I resemble the vast blue sky:
billows of numerous hues disregard it and play for a second; they get off, and there is the equivalent unchangeable blue.
Joy and wretchedness, great and shrewdness,
may encompass me for a minute, veiling the Self; however,
I am still there.
They pass away in light of the fact that they are variable.
I sparkle since I am unchangeable.
In the event that wretchedness comes,
I know it is limited, accordingly,
it must kick the bucket.
On the off chance that shrewd comes,
I know it is limited,
it must go.
Only I am vast and immaculate by anything.
For I am simply the Infinite,
that Eternal, Changeless.” — So sings one of our artists.
Give us a chance to drink of this container,
this glass prompts everything that is interminable,
everything that is unchangeable.
Fear not. Accept not that we are abhorrent,
that we are limited,.
that we can ever pass on. It isn’t valid.
THE OPEN SECRET (Conveyed at Los Angeles, Calif., fifth January 1900)
“This is to be known about, at that point to be thought upon, and after that to be contemplated upon.” When the hands work,. the psyche should rehash, “I am It. I am It.” Think of it, its fantasy, until the point that it ends up bone of your bones and; substance of your tissue, until all the ugly dreams of diminutiveness, of shortcoming, of hopelessness, and of wickedness, have altogether vanished, and not anymore at that point can the Truth be escaped you notwithstanding for a minute.
SRI RAMAKRISHNA TODAY 