The Hidden Fountain

The Hidden Fountain

In a sweet dream I have met a Messenger
Who told me the secret of a fountain I carry within myself.
I have to die to myself and all I am, to be reborn.
The cherished trails have to be abandoned without regret.
I must be an incurable optimist in the face of a thousand negations.
I must follow the guiding Hand like a dog on a leash without complaint.
Then only shall I find the hidden fountain in my heart,
And never face thirst again or have to run after barren mirages.
Then I shall pitch my tent, where palm trees, oasis, lakes,
Deep wells, fountains, cities with towers and temple bells
Will envelop me with their music of peace and harmony.
But I must not quit the desert for a remote heaven, griefless.
One by one, more and more will discover the inner Fountain.
Slowly, steadily, not noticed by others,
A noble race, affranchised from thirst, hunger and mirages,
Shall follow new opulent trails.
The deep peace of the desert settles in my soul.
Accompanied by an invisible tangible Presence,
I leave the familiar trail and seek out unfrequented
High plateaus in the hottest unfriendly no-man’s land.
There, far away from the curious and uncaring travelers,
I contemplate my newly won treasure.
A starving soul suddenly surrounded with food unlimited,
A thirsty mouth filled with paradisiacal beverage,
A hopeless loneliness surcharged with mighty Magnificence,
An empty future burdened with auspicious unborn events,
I sit numb with delight not believing my miraculous Fate.
The huge barren unending waste of desert land
Is blotted out by a vision of a blissful, Temple-garden.
A celestial music floats up to me through its wide-open gates.
As a bee enters the core of a flower drawn by its fragrance,
My soul,dancing with light steps enters the flowery Sanctuary.
There I see the sweet Mother radiant on a throne.
Like a child bursting with happiness it can hardly contain,
I throw myself at Her lovely feet.
She laughs and laughs
And the joyous fountain scatters sparkling silver.
The Mother Divine is my unfailing Friend and guardian Power.
My thirst is quenched.

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Niranjan Guha Roy -1982

On Peace

Peace

The thing most sought after in the world and at the same time the most disliked by men is peace. When it is there, women or men, are bored. When it is absent, they complain … “I haven’t got a minute of respite! I am harassed mercilessly by a thousand things – it is a real hell.” Peace is always there, like the air we breathe. It is always accessible. It can become permanent in our consciousness, in our being. It is, in short, the Presence of God, the Spirit, an aspect of the tangible form of the Supreme Creator. It is accessible, present, at all levels of consciousness –in the body, in the vital domain of the life, in the mental domain and in our soul. The trees and the plants, the stones, the sea or the matter just vitalized emanate a great peace. That is why those who seek peace often retire to deserted places. The explorers who have been to the North Pole, or the summit of mountains, the seamen lost in the immensity of the ocean, the travelers resting at night in the deserts, even the cosmonauts far from this world, without being spiritual beings, have very often felt a great peace, a living Peace which penetrated them and brought them an ineffable happiness. One can find a living peace in the forest, especially near giant trees, one can feel the Peace in the sap itself. With the progressive awakening of life begins the torment. The awakening of life is, at the same time, the awakening of desire, thirst, hunger, the fire which can be appeased only for a moment. With the most evolved animals we find an alternation between peace and perturbation – a lion hunting is not peaceful; the male tigers fighting for a female are violence incarnated. A lion well fed is an image of peace. The animals have the natural capacity to be truly peaceful when their simple and primordial needs are satisfied. Even the human primitive tribes had an entry into a deep peace. In them, the mental, the supreme tyrant, the tormentor was as yet hardly born. The real torture of man starts with the awakening of the mental being or the mind when he ate the “apple of knowledge.” With the awakening of the ideas of what is good, what is bad, what is true, what is not true, of what he must have, of his own rights, his needs and claims, his whims and caprices, of his hope and aspiration, he is exiled from the Paradise – Peace has gone. The true reason? He is always a victim of his own thoughts, of his own way to see the world. He is himself a place of immense incessant contradiction and at each step he is in contradiction with the world around him. Ages ago, the search for peace had started. The sages, gradually, have revealed to us many means to attain it. The Buddha has shown us that by the abolition of desire, we can arrive at an absolute Peace. Long before Him, there were sages who recommended mostly the practice of detachment. We must see things in ourselves … in the mental part, the witness who truly exists. For most of the things we are truly witnesses; but for the things which touch us personally, it is difficult to be a peaceful, unshakable witness. It is the first aim. We must practice fundamentally the discipline for becoming a witness. It is the key of the spirituality of India. Then progressively we will discover that the witness has an inherent power of appeasing and quieting even the most violent assaults of the vital .impulsions, it can even appease the physical sufferings. The witness can quiet the mental relatively easily. That is why the great disinterested intellectuals feel a peace in themselves. But there are levels, degrees, intensities, even different substances of Peace. What we can say as a resume – The abolition of desire, at least a luminous control of the desires, then a progressive detachment and the discovery of the witness in ourselves, are means at our disposal.
But there is an all-powerful, sovereign, infallible means -the Prayer. If we can abandon ourselves to the Lord, to the Divine Mother, to the Divine Creator, to this Mystery, this perceptible invisible Personality, in a gesture of humility, of supplication, with some informal words of a child: “Help me, sustain me, protect me, give me peace,” then the miracle appears, the great mystery never refuses its Blessings of Peace and Love to anyone, to the weakest being, the most miserable, the inhospitable, the most disinherited in the world. He envelops us with his Peace which is an indelible happiness. To pray like a child, to open one’s heart, to express our torments, our suffering, simply, to get near Him with the faith of a dog. Then, He takes care of His child, who will never feel abandoned — left aside, forlorn. Peace will be with him. Peace will bring him the great comprehension.
Peace contains in itself the Light. In Peace, one understands infinitely better. Peace will bring a beneficial rest. Peace at the same time will free us from what is called in the Indian spiritual tradition the recoil, fear, shame, hatred etc. It will abolish inwardly, psychologically the sense of separation from the others. We will feel deep inside us a unity with all beings, all the creation, as if all is oneself, and all is in an eternal infinite Peace. If we widen ourselves, if we can pray for peace, for the whole earth, if we can impersonalise ourselves, we will be able to feel the Peace everywhere, in everything, the sole Reality, the basis of all existence. May he Peace appease the blind desires.
May the peace pacify the violence, relieve the suffering.
Peace, Peace for everyone and the whole earth.
In this peace we can feel the Supreme Being, the Peace, the durable Happiness above all conflict, all contradiction. -The immutable Peace.

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Niranjan Guha Roy 1977

Dawn

dawn

Dawn

Unconcerned about the future and its glories,
Dead at yesterday and imaginary memories
The moment suspended between two eternities
Appears, golden and enchanted !
Lifting a part of the Mystery
It surprises the invariable Light
Which lives in the heart of transparent chalices.
The world and the Divine are not different.
The seconds echo the auspicious words
Of the favorite song of a young singer
Opening the eye, overruling fate.
The crimson surge of the divine dawn springs up
Diffusing waves of felicity, tearing the shadow,
And tomorrow begins to be born.

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Niranjan Guha Roy 1960

Come closer to my seeking soul.

We must get back to the pure perception of the Divine who is the eternal Spirit, who is the origin of all, who is in principle the essential truths of the religions yet far above the limitations of any particular religion. This Spirit has always existed long before the earth was created and shall always exist even if this earth were to disappear.
As man will discover the Spirit his problems will disappear, he will find peace, harmony, unity and a most reliable guiding light in life.

Come closer to my seeking soul

 come closer
O eternal Spirit,
You are present in all space,
You are the plant, the bird, the insect,
The animal, the man, the woman,
You are the earth, the sun, the moon, the wind,
The fire, the ocean and the mountain,
You are the Source, the fountain of peace and harmony.
Sometimes you are so near, I can almost feel your breath,
Yet the moment I stretch my hands to seize you
In a wink you are a thousand miles away.
O Great Spirit,
I hear your voice in the cry of the eagle,
I see your face in the rain clouds,
I feel your Presence in the deep still night.
I can almost touch you in the Fire.
Come closer to my seeking soul.
Give me the power to hear your whisper
When I move through the sleeping pine woods.
Your haunting voice calls me from the laughing cascade.
My wounded soul is healed by your thousand smiles
When I pass through the wind swept prairies of dancing blooms
Is it possible to talk to you even as I do to my sister?
Come closer to my seeking soul.
In Your revealing Light, each form is an icon of Yourself.
Life is a rich swelling symphony of countless pilgrims
Travelling along the broad avenue of peace and harmony.
Such is Your mystery,
Even if all were abolished, You remain undiminished.
O Great Spirit,
You are the head, body and the foundation
Of the impenetrable Reality.
My heart kneels down before you in gratitude,
Inside, outside, above and below.
In the East, in the West wherever I look,
I meet your reassuring Eyes as real as my sister’s,
Far more substantial than any rock-temple, the moon in the sky.
Peace has flowed into my body, life, mind and soul.
In all contacts, I feel your gentle hands.
Everywhere I find my family, my clan, my own people,
The same familiar Person made up differently for the play.
There is no more need of a distant heaven or extinction.
A handful of common sand withholds in it unborn divinities.
O Great Spirit,
My life is now an unbroken song of glory
Pulsating somewhere in the immeasurable spirit-space.
Mystery beyond all existence, you are the resplendent Reality.
My heart kneels down before you in loving adoration.
All faces are Your reflections, countless rays of the original Sun.
All sounds weave the universal symphony of delight
Under the ever shifting wizard fingers of the lone Organist.
You live in all forms, in all dimensions from matter to the absolute,
In all movements, changes, dissolution and transformation,
You are the Truth, the Stable, the Permanent, the Immortal One,
The constant Friend and Companion
In life and death through Eternity.
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Niranjan Guha Roy

Thy Enemy

Thy Enemy

Tell me, my heart,
Is he thy enemy who launched thee
Into adventure and glory by demolishing
The magic ring of thy cloistered happiness?
Or the woman you adored
Who chased thee from her door
To plunge thee into the open arms
Of the Lord?
Sing, my heart,
A kinder friend than those is hard to find!
O Great Mother,
We feel Thy love in disaster.
When Thy glow consumes
The night of the soul.
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Niranjan Guha Roy -196O

A new race on earth

A new race on earth

Most people seem to be satisfied with the life as it is, a play of truth and falsehood, kindness and violence, dark dangerous nights followed by sunny weather, lean days and fat days. They complain a little. When the ship is on fire, they are terribly upset. There are acts of heroism and sacrifice. Then soon the unhappy episode is forgotten and the merry-go-round starts all over again. People live in a state of dull, passive acceptance of a life so hopelessly obscure and miserable, much similar to the deer who graze contentedly within the sight of lions tearing and eating another unfortunate deer. There is a general apathy. When the things become intolerable, people revolt. The old order seems to break down and a new order is proclaimed. But soon one discovers, nothing fundamental has changed. We are back to the same old unsolvable problem. Did the monkeys realize the poverty and precariousness of their lives? Even now the monkeys seem to be quite happy with their way of life. Yet man has appeared on earth at least a couple of million years ago. Now they dominate the earth. One should say they populate the earth.
Is it possible that another race, entirely new, though resembling man in his outer appearance has appeared on earth? Maybe the new race is not so visibly different, maybe they are very few indeed. They have a totally different consciousness, what may be called the beginning of a divine consciousness. If that is true, then the present humanity in a great measure has become an obsolete race having little use for the evolutionary Power at work. These new beings carry an inner fire, which in the Vedas is called Agni.
The evolutionary preparation for the appearance of the new race has been going on, at least, for the past thirty thousand years of the known history of mankind. The Vedas give the early yet the most definite nature of the Divine consciousness and the divine man. The evolutionary drive for the creation of the new race has followed its own pace, sometimes slow, sometimes rapid. The main work of the spiritual development seems to have been concentrated in India from the most ancient times.
Here came the destined souls, carriers of the sacred fire. The destined souls still lived in a house of clay, a physical being very human in nature. In other words, the casing was not appropriate for the divine soul. The Mother and Sri Aurobindo have created a method called the Integral Yoga so that the present contradiction of a divine soul living in a foul and obscure tenement could be resolved.. It is a highly complex psychological discipline little understood, practically unintelligible to the intellect of man, but marvelously clear and supremely inspiring to the seekers of Divine Life. But in practice, it is as if a mountain climber is looking at the Everest from the base camp. It is exceptionally difficult and arduous.
The love, vision and power of the Mother Divine will accompany every seeker in his audacious adventure.

 

the inner lightThe souls carriers of the sacred Fire
Article and photography – Niranjan Guha Roy

The Divine Will is eternal and present everywhere

The Divine Will is eternal, present and active in every atom of this universe.

It is the progressive manifestation of the infinite Divine in time through appropriate individual forms of an ever-growing consciousness. Even as we grow in our limited consciousness ourselves, we help others to attain what we have gained. This is the natural movement of the Eternal Will. In the Vedas and the Upanishads, this Will was called Agni. In the Tantras, this Will is called the Original Shakti, the Divine Force, the Divine Mother, the Creatrix, para prakriti, Devi. This Will is the dynamic creative Power of the Divine. She has the eternal mission to create the image of the supreme Unknown, Unknowable, Unmanifest in the manifested universe. Having created man on earth, the mental being, She is now concentrating on the creation of the supramental being.
By an intense aspiration we become more and more conscious of the Divine Mother and participate in Her action, the process of transformation. In the mind, the sense of division and separate existence is the dominant feature. In the supramental being the sense of the One indivisible in the multiplicity of infinite variations is the inalterable texture of the consciousness. One is All, has become All. All moves always towards the One.
The mediating power between the One and All is the Supreme Shakti. She is omnipresent, leading each and every one towards the One through the process of evolution. When the soul-personality is sufficiently developed in an individual, then the individual becomes conscious of the action by the Divine Mother and gradually follows Her leading towards a higher and higher consciousness, towards the one or unitary consciousness. This conscious participation of the soul in its own transformation accelerates the natural slow process of evolution and compresses the process of transformation to a few lives or even a single life. This revolutionary movement is properly called the Integral Yoga.
The Mother and Sri Aurobindo have most comprehensively experimented, practiced, developed and realized the Integral Yoga of self- perfection. By following the example set by Them, the seeker of the life divine can attain the supramental consciousness with the constant help of their loving presence.

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Shakti and her Lord

The Mother looks at Her Lord
The Lord meditates on His Creation.
In the quietness of pastel colors, the Mystery unfolds itself.
For Eternity, the Mother will look at Her Lord
And the Lord will meditate on His Creation

Niranan Guha Roy

A little hope

nature
Every day, a little hope is born
A bud, somewhere in the ardent desert blooms,
Smiles and lives in spite of the cruel, murderous heat.
A living globe of sweet and smiling coolness
Protects it against this unfriendly world
As a crystal ball holds safe a due drop in its breast.

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Niranjan Guha Roy