THE SNOW BEGAN MELTING FROM THE TOWERING MOUNTAIN SLOPES. WITH THE ADVENT OF SPRING, BIRDS ONCE AGAIN HOPPED THROUGH THE GREEN WOODS, SINGING THE GLORY OF THEIR CREATOR. PATCHES OF DRY GRASS GRADUALLY BEGAN TURNING GREEN WHILE THE MEADOWS PROVIDED A FESTIVE LOOK OF DANCING JOY AS TINY, EXQUITE FLOWERS SHOT FORTH EVERYWHERE. STREAMS ROARED DOWN ON THEIR GREAT MISSION TO SOOTHE THE BURNING THIRST OF THE MULTITUDE. GRAY SKY HAD TURNED TO CRYSTAL CLEAR BLUE. AND THE MORNING SUN, SHINING IN FULL GLORY, GLISTENED BRILLIANTLY THROUGH COUNTLESS DEW DROPS PERCHED UPON THE VERDANT GRASS.
SATYAKAM WAS SILENCE INCARNATE. ONCE COULD CALL HIM A CONSCIOUS STONE OR SOLID SILENCE. HE SEEMED UNAWARE OF ANYTHING AROUND HIM, BUT WAS HE REALLY? NOW HE WAS ALL THE WHILE IN SILENT COMMUNICATION WITH HIS MASTER. NAY, AND HIS MASTER RESIDING IN HIM PERMANENTLY. HE AND HIS MASTER HAD BECOME ONE.
AFTER LEAVING HE CAVE. HE BEGAN CLIMBING HIMALAYA. IN THE PRIME OF SPRING, THE PLEASANT CLIMATE INVITED MORE VILLAGERS AND PASSERS-BY-TO CLIMB THE MOUNTAIN PATHS. OFTEN THEY GREETED SATYAKAM WITH AWE AND DEEP REVERENCE, BU SATYAKAM WAS SATYAKAM! HE LEFT THEM ALL BEHIND TO FINISH WHAT HE HAD BEGAN.
AFTER A DAY'S JOURNEY. HE REACHED A SPOT ABOUT TNE MILES FROM DARJEELING. THE PLACE WAS RUGGED AND UNINHABITED AND NO ONE EVER PASSED BY. FINDING A SMALL CAVE, HE SPREAD HIS BLANKET INSIDE AND CAME OUT.
TO THE END STOOD MOUNT EVEREST AGAINST THE CLEAR BLUE SKY, MAJESTICALLY COVERED WITH PERENNIAL SNOW. ITS LOFTY HEAD PENETREATED THE HEAVENS, HALOED BY INEFFABLE PURITY AND GLORY. ITS CHALLENGING MESSAGE. COME YE WHO ARE HEAVY WITH BONDAGE AND FIND FREEDOM IN THE ABODE OF YOUR TRUE SELF, AND TO THIS, THE KANCHEJUNGA RANGES TO THE WEST PROVIDED SILENT AFFIRMATION AND INSPIRATION.
HERE, AMIDST ONE OF THE MOST RAPTUROUS LANDSCAPES OF MOTHER EARTH, SATYAKAM SETTLED FOR A FINAL ASSAULT.
DAYS PASSED ON. HE NEVER LEFT HIS SEAT EVEN FOR A MOMENT. ONE RARE CLEAR NIGHT BROUGHT THE FULL MOON OUT, AS IF TO WITNESS AND UNSPEAKABLE SILENT GLORY. THE REST FO THE SKY WAS NOT BARREN. TWINKLING STARS DECORATED THE FIRMAMENT UP TO THE VISIBLE DEPTHS.
SATYAKAM SAT ON HIS SEAT LOOKING TOWARD SERENCE EVEREST. HIS EYES CLOSED. WAS HE MEDITIATING ? WAS HE ENTHRONED IN THE GREAT SILENCE? OR WAS HE WAITING?
AS HE WAS SITTING WITH EYES CLOSED, A QUESTION, LIKE A BEAM OF LIGHT, PIERCED HIS SILENT SCREEN OF CONSCIOUSNESS, WHAT IS OBSTRUCTING ME STILL FROM FULL ENLIGHTENEMENT?
YOU, AROSE A SILENT ANSWER FROM WITHIN HIM.
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ENLIGHTENMENT IS ABSOLUTE AND NOT OBJECTIVE. EITHER EGO OR ENLIGHTENMENT.
ANOTHER QUESTION FROM WITHOUT HIM FOLLOWED, I HAVE ALWAYS BELIEVED IN GOD'S EXISTENCE BUT HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM! DOES GOD EXIST?
YES, AND WITH THAT, THERE APPEARED IN HIS CONSCIOUSNESS THE FULL VISION FO RADIANT FORM - MORE RADIANT THAN THOUSANDS OF SUNS. HIS GOLDEN FACE, WITH A DIVINE SMILE HAVING NO OUTLINE, PERMEATED THE LIMITELESS SPACE, AND THE LIGHT GRAYISH BODY SPREAD OVER THE WHOLE UNIVERSE. SATYAKAM BEHELD, IN NAKED GLORY, GOD'S UNIVERSAL FORM.
THE LAST QUESTION AROSE IN HIM, WHAT IS YOUR NAME? NARAYAN BUT MANY ARED MY NAMES. I APPEAR IN THE FORM IN WHICH YOU WORSHIP ME.
THEN THE FORM DISSAPEARED , AND SO DISAPPEARED WHAT WAS HITHERTO SATYAKAM, LIKE THE NIGHT WHICH TERMINTATES WITH THE RISE OF THE SUN. THE SEVENTH CHAKRA BECAME LUMINOUS. SATYAKAM PLUNGED INTO SAMADHI.
THE EPIC JOURNEY HAD ENDED. SATYAKAM BECAME SATYANANDA. HE SAT THERE IMMERSED OF THE UNIVERSE IN LIGHT AND BLISS. THE MYSTERIES AND POWERS OF THE UNIVERSE WERE SPONTANEOUSLY REVEALED TO HIM ONE BY ONE. HE WAS NO LONGER HAVING KNOWLEDGE, WHICH DOES CHANGE, BUT WAS NO LONGER HAVING KNOWLEDGE, WHICH DOES CHANGE, BUT WAS PURE CONSCIOUSNESS, WHICH DOES CHANGE BUT WAS PURE CONSCIOUSNESS, WHICH DOES NOT CHANGE. GOD, SATYANANDA AND THE VAST UNIVERSE HAD BECOME ONE, AND THUS HE REALIZED THE IMMUTABILITY OF THE LAW OF ONE. SATYANANDA WAS ENLIGHTENED. THE INVISIBLE ANGELS APPEATED, TO BEHOLD THE VALIANT FIGHTER OF THE GREATEST VICTORY- THE VICTORY IN WHICH NO ONE ELSE KNOWS DEFEAT. THE ANGELS SHOWERED ETHEREAL FLOWERS OVER THIS CHILD OF THE VIRGIN SPIRIT OF HIMALAYA. HE BATHED IN TRANSFORMING ECTASY.
HE REMAINED THERE, LOST IN SUPERCONSCIOUSNESS, FOR WHO KNOWS HOW MANY DAYS. AND THEN ONE DAY HE AROSE AND LOOKED ABOUT. HIS EYES WERE SHINING WITH DIVINE LUSTER, THE SAME AS HE HAD BEHELD LONG AGO IN THE TWO SWANS ON THE LAKE. A HALO OF LIGHT SURROUNDED HIS HEAD. HE LOOKED MAJESTIC IN HIS LORD' GLORY.
HE GLANCED AT EVEREST, THE MOUNTAIN SEEMED HUMBLE. STEP BY STEP, AS A KING OF KINGS, HE DESCENDED THE SLOPES UNTIL HE REACHED A TRAIL. IT HAD BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE HE HAD SEEN HUMAN FIGURES PASSING BY. NONE COULD RESIST THE PULL AND THEY SPONTANEOUSLY BOWED DOWN TO HIM. THEIR FACES ALSO SHONE FOR A WHILE AS THEY BEHELD SATYANANDA'S DIVINE GLOW. AWESTRUCK AND HUMBLED IN HIS PRESENCE, THEY DIDN'T KNOW WHO HE WAS NOR DID THEY DARE TO ASK.
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