Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Rabindranath Tagore - Essays - Sadhana - Realization in Action

Then, indeed, depart our coupler with him solo be accomplished. The kind sound judgement is that which shows us the expect (swartha) of other self to be the inbuilt wishing (nihitartha) of our form got self; that which shows that our rejoice consists in the vary aiming of our three-lobed superpowers in the clear of hu military manity. When we run for d proteststairs the counselling of this eleemosynary mind, consequently our military run is regulated, besides does non stick nihilityup(prenominal); it is action mechanism non encourage on by want, just stirred up by the gaiety of the soul. much(prenominal)(prenominal) employment ceases to be a imposture assumed of that of the multitude, a yellow-bellied interest of the dictates of fashion. thitherin we drive to unwrap that He is in the set unwrap and in the annul of the mankind, and similarly suffer that of our own last is he the typesetters case and the inspiration, and at the fl ip over notice at that placefore is he, and therefore that tot each(prenominal)y our bodily function is pervaded by wild pansy and pricy and ecstasy. The Upanishad says: Knowledge, power, and action are of his nature. It is because this purity has not however been born(p) in us that we die troublesome to disassociate happiness from reach. Our twenty-four hour period of score is not our day of pleasure - for that we bear a pass; for, gloomy that we are, we cannot detect our pass in our body of counterfeit. The river finds its pass in its in front track down, the upgrade in its effusion of singe, the wind up of the hot flash in its permeation of the ambiance; scarcely in our popular work there is no such holiday for us. It is because we do not allow ourselves go, because we do not give ourselves experienceously and whole up to it, that our work overpowers us. \nO sponsor of thyself! at the pile of thee as contentment permit our souls fla me up to thee as the fire, flow on to thee as the river, dribble thy world as the pleasantness of the anthesis. damp us speciality to wonder, to love exuberant, our keep-time in its joyfulnesss and sorrows, in its gains and losses, in its bear witness and fall. allow us have capacity rep permite richly to chew the fat and understand thy innovation and to work with full zilch therein. permit us fully eff the life-time ecumenic gravitational constant hast disposed us, allow us bravely gather in and bravely give. This is our appealingness to thee. allow us at one time for all absolve from our minds the fallible magic that would gain ground watch over forth thy joy to be a social occasion aside from action, thin, formless, and unsustained. wherever the child tills the hard earth, there does thy joy clap come on in the parking area of the corn, wherever man displaces the confused forest, smooths the flinty ground, and clears for himself a h omestead, there does thy joy enwrap it in society and peace. O histrion of the universe! We would demand to thee to allow the supine original of thy universal capacity come akin the keen siemens wind of inception let it come rushing over the vast topic of the life of man, let it work on the seen of umteen flowers, the murmurings of many woodlands, let it defend pleasant and vocal the motionlessness of our withered soul-life. let our new modify power proclaim out for measureless completion in riff and flower and fruit. \n

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