Wednesday, 14 December 2011

5 A SPIRITUAL STUDENT OF THE SAGES


                     

           Great  dreamers' dreams   are   never fulfilled,  they
  are always transcended.

                                            Alfred Lord Whitehead

It  was   now   8:00   p.m.   and   I   still   had   to   prepare   for   my   court
appearance the next day. Yet I was fascinated by the experience of
this former legal warrior who had dramatically transformed his life
after   meeting  and   studying  under   these  marvellous  sages  from
India.    How    amazing,     I  thought,   and   what    an  extraordinary
transformation !  I   secretly wondered whether the   secrets  Julian
had learned in that far off mountain hideaway could also elevate
the quality of my life and replenish my own sense of wonder for the
world we live in. The longer I listened to Julian, the more I came to
realize that my own spirit had become rusty. What had happened
to the uncommon passion I brought to everything I did when I was
younger? Back then, even the simplest of things filled me with a
sense of joy. Maybe it was time for me to reinvent my destiny.


     Sensing my fascination with his odyssey and my eagerness to 
learn the system of enlightened living that the sages had passed on 
to him, Julian quickened the pace as he continued with his tale . He 
told   me   how   his   desire   for   knowledge,   coupled  with   his   sharp 
intellect—refined through many years of battles in the courtroom 
had made him a well-loved member of the Sivana community. As a 
mark of their affection for Julian, the monks eventually made him 
an honorary member of their band and treated him like an integral 
part of their extended family. 
     Eager to expand his knowledge of the workings of the mind, 
body   and   soul,   and   to   attain   self-mastery,   Julian   spent   literally 
every waking moment under the tutelage of Yogi Raman. The sage 
became more like a father to Julian than a teacher, though they 
were separated in age by only a few years .  It was clear that this 
man   had   the   accumulated   wisdom   of many   lifetimes   and,   most 
happily, he was willing to share it with Julian. 
     Beginning       before   dawn,     Yogi   Raman      would    sit  with   his 
enthusiastic student and fill his mind with insights on the meaning 
of life and little-known techniques that he had mastered for living 
with   greater vitality,   creativity and fulfillment.  He taught Julian 
ancient principles which he said anyone could use to live longer, 
stay younger and grow far happier.  Julian also learned how the 
twin disciplines of personal mastery and self-responsibility would 
keep     him    from    returning     to   the   chaos    of  crisis   that   had 
characterized   his   life   in   the   West.   As   the   weeks   slipped   into 
months,   he   came   to   understand   the   treasure-trove   of potential 
sleeping within his own mind, waiting to be awakened and used for 
higher   purposes.   Sometimes  the  teacher   and  his  student would 
simply sit and watch the blazing Indian sun rising from the deep 
green   meadows   far  below.   Sometimes  they  would   rest   in   quiet 


meditation, savoring the gifts that silence brings. Sometimes they 
would     walk    through     the   pine   forest,   discussing     points    of 
philosophy and enjoying the pleasures of each other's company. 
     Julian said that the first indications of his personal expansion 
came  after only three weeks  in   Sivana.  He  started  noticing the 
beauty in the most ordinary of things. Whether it was the marvel 
of a starry night or the enchantment of a spider's web after it had 
rained, Julian absorbed it all.  He also said that his new lifestyle 
and the new habits associated with it started to have a profound 
effect on his inner world. Within a month of applying the principles 
and  techniques   of the   sages,   he   told  me   that   he   had  begun   to 
cultivate   the   deep   sense   of peace   and   inner   serenity   that   had 
eluded him in all the years he had lived in the West. He became 
more     joyful   and   spontaneous,      growing     more     energetic    and 
creative with each passing day. 
     Physical vitality and spiritual strength followed the changes in 
Julian's attitude . His once overweight frame grew strong and lean 
while   the    sickly  pallor   which    had   characterized    his   face   was 
replaced by a splendid shimmer of health. He actually felt as if he 
could do anything,  be anything and unlock the infinite potential 
that he learned was inside every one of us . He started to cherish 
life and to see the divinity in every aspect of it. The ancient system 
of this mystical band of monks had started to work its miracles. 
     After pausing as if to express disbelief at his own tale, Julian 
grew philosophical. "I've realized something very important, John. 
The world,  and  that includes  my  inner world,  is  a very  special 
place.   I've  also  come  to   see  that  success  on   the  outside means 
nothing   unless   you   also   have   success  within.   There   is   a   huge 
 difference between well-being and being well-off When   I was  a 
hotshot lawyer, I used to snicker at all those people who worked at 


improving their inner and outer lives. 'Get a life!' I thought. But I 
have  learned  that   self-mastery   and  the   consistent   care   of one's 
mind, body and soul are essential to finding one's highest self and 
living the life of one's dreams. How can you care for others if you 
cannot even care for yourself?  How can you do good if you don't 
even feel good? I can't love you if I cannot love myself," he offered. 
     Suddenly      Julian   grew   flustered    and   slightly   uneasy.   "I've 
never opened my heart to anyone like this before. I apologize for 
this, John. It is just that I experienced such a catharsis up in those 
mountains,      such    a  spiritual  awakening   to     the  powers     of   the 
universe, that I feel others need to know what I know." 
     Noticing  that  it was   getting  late,  Julian   quickly told  me  he 
would take his leave and bid me adieu. 
     "You can't leave  now,  Julian.  I'm really pumped to hear the 
wisdom      you   learned   in   the  Himalayas      and   the   message   you 
promised your teachers you would bring back to the West. You 
can't leave me in suspense — you know I can't stand it." 
     "I'll be  back,  rest assured,  my friend. You know me,  once  I 
start telling a good story I just can't stop. But you have your work 
to do, and I have some private matters that need to be taken care 
of." 
     "Just tell me one thing then . Will the methods you learned in 
Sivana work for me?" 
     "When the student is ready, the teacher appears," came the 
swift reply.  "You,  along with   so many others  in   our society,  are 
ready for the wisdom I now have the privilege of holding. Every 
one of us should know the philosophy of the sages. Every one of us 
can benefit by it. Every one of us must know of the perfection that 
is   their   natural   state .  I  promise     I  will  share   their   ancient 
knowledge       with   you.   Have    patience.    I  will  meet    you   again 


tomorrow night, this time at your house. Then I'll tell you all that 
you need to know to put far more living into your life. Is that fair?" 
     "Yeah, I guess if I've done without it all these years, waiting 
another     twenty-four     hours   won't    kill  me,"    I  responded     with 
disappointment. 
     And with that, the master litigator turned enlightened yogi of 
the   East was  gone,  leaving me with   a mind  full   of unanswered 
questions and unfinished thoughts . 
     As  I   sat in my office quietly,  I realized how small our world 
really was . I thought about the vast pool of knowledge that I had 
not  even   begun   to   dip   my   fingers  into.  I   thought   about  how  it 
might feel to regain my own zest for living, and about the curiosity 
I had had when I was younger. I would love to feel more alive and 
to bring unbridled energy to my days. Maybe I too would leave the 
legal profession. Maybe there was a higher calling for me as well? 
With these weighty considerations on my mind,  I turned out the 
lights, locked the door to my office and walked out into the thick 
heat of another summer's night. 



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