Through ages gone by, the torch of truth, of supernal beauty and immortality, of the enduring values of life, of the secrets of spiritual illumination, has been passed on through a succession of great and glorious souls, the teachers of humanity, the custodians of all that is worth living for.In the vast, sprawling school of life, studded with myriads of beckoning entities and experiences, Nature Herself, the stupendous Teacher par excellence, holds out the means to the solution of all vexing problems, mysteries and anomalies.“He that hath eyes, let him see.” The message is there always, the listeners, too, are there. But those who deliberately shut their eyes and ears, would slumber on in their self-wrought gloom of nescience; for no awakening can be truly effective unless there is a reciprocal willingness to wake up.
Sincerity and earnestness, faith and willingness to learn, are therefore the first essential requisite that every seeker must possess. Then he must have the gift of rational discrimination to sift out the genuine from the false, the desirable from the undesirable, the conducive from the incompatible, and thereafter, a firm determination to hold on to what he has chosen with unreserved faith and consistency, and pursue his ideal with relentless perseverance.
The relationship between the Guru and the disciple can hardly be enduring when pivoted on a relative understanding, on a mundane sense of reciprocation. How best could one serve one’s preceptor? In the very best way that pleases him most, through implicit obedience spurred by a clear-cut and unbiased understanding. The most fruitful service that one can render to the preceptor is to be a pellucid example of his precept.
Seekers of Truth! On the holy occasion of the Guru Purnima, dedicate yourselves afresh to the service of the teachers of humanity, to the ideals lived by them, to the teachings bestowed by them. Hearken their message of peace and goodwill, of unselfish love towards all beings, of willing service to the suffering and the forlorn, of purification and refinement of your nature, of cultivation of all that are positive and desirable, and effacement of all that are crude, coarse, mean and impure.
Forget not the goal. Forget not that truth is real untruth a dereliction; success is real, failure an impetus; virtue is real, vice its enunciation; love is real, hate a misguided impulse; happiness is real, sorrow a self-delusion life is real, death a changing phase of life itself, always directed towards the better.
Meditate, and usher in the dawn of peace and inner illumination. Introspect, and cleanse the dross of mundane desires. Reflect, and sift the real from the unreal. Amidst this earthly panorama of colour and pageant, of candour and deceit, of ardour and disdain, of panegyrics and calumny, through the waxing and waning of life,—find grace and poise and beauty and happiness in the solitude of your heart, in the sanctum of your essential spiritual nature. Be a witness! Know thyself, and be free!
May the blessings of the Brahmavidya Gurus, of the past and the present, be ever upon you all!