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When the Jigsaw Puzzle Becomes a Picture
Clarence: Hi, James. Lately I’ve been thinking about you with great love and affection because through you I feel I have gained knowledge and understanding of the highest order. I discovered you and Vedanta only last August and I’ve been absorbing the information like a thirsty sponge. The other teacher I was following no longer interests me although I have great respect for him. It seems very natural to feel love for you because of what you’ve given me although I don’t know you personally. I find the knowledge starts growing within once it is obtained. I’m also finding I’m beginning to desire to bolt from the safety of the spiritual path and enter the world nakedly. Of course such a move cannot take place through an act of will, but the wanting to do so is a totally new concept for me. The idea of not having a spiritual path as the meaning of my life anymore, but to have life itself be the meaning of life is a radical and scary proposition. It is also intriguing. Maybe this will happen.
In the meantime I will just take it slow and steady, as I believe your teacher Swami Chinmyananda used to advise. I close with love and gratitude.
James: Dear Clarence, I enjoyed your email very much. I am so happy that Vedanta is working. It seems self-knowledge is doing its job, no doubt due to the purity of your desire to know. Like everything else in the world, the spiritual life begins and ends. At the beginning it is just a small path leading away from life into the secret recesses of one’s being, and then once the truth is known, it circles back and dissolves into the very life it left. When I first met my teacher he said, “Sit down and pay attention, and we will have you out of here in no time. You are taking up valuable real estate that someone else can use.” And while you probably no longer need a path, I think your decision to keep your head down and stick with what works is wise. It has been forty years since I needed Vedanta but I never left it. In fact my love for the knowledge that set me free is still, until recently, the only passion in my life. It served to set me free and then to express that freedom so that others can find their way home.
~ Love, James