{"id":10634,"date":"2014-07-12T17:03:07","date_gmt":"2014-07-13T00:03:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/saa.santansoftwaresystems.com\/?p=10634"},"modified":"2014-12-06T21:50:49","modified_gmt":"2014-12-07T05:50:49","slug":"savitri-study-book-1-canto-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-2","title":{"rendered":"Savitri-Study-Book-1-Canto-2"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"allbooks\">\n<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-savitri-study\/pre-content-study\">Introduction<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-savitri-study\/notes-on-the-text-study\">Notes<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-1\">Book 1<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-2-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-2-canto-1\">Book II<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-3-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-3-canto-1\">Book III<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-4-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-4-canto-1\">Book IV<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br \/>\n<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-5-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-5-canto-1\">Book V<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-6-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-6-canto-1\">Book VI<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-7-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-7-canto-1\">Book VII<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-8-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-8-canto-3\">Book VIII<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br \/>\n<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-9-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-9-canto-1\">Book IX<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-10-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-10-canto-1\">Book X<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-11-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-11-canto-1\">Book XI<\/a>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-12-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-12-the-return-to-earth\">Book XII<\/a><br \/>\n<\/br><\/br><\/div>\n<div id=\"fullbook\">\n<div id=\"allcantos\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center; color: #800080; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;\">Book One. The Book of Beginnings<\/p>\n<p id=\"bkcantos\" style=\"text-align: center;\">                     <a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-1\">Canto I <\/a>    <a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-2\">Canto II<\/a>    <a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-3\">Canto III<\/a>    <a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-4\">Canto IV<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"\/index.php\/savitri-study\/book-1-savitri-study\/savitri-study-book-1-canto-5\">Canto V<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"loadcanto\">\n<div id=\"cantotext\">\n<div align=\"center\">\n<table style=\"border-collapse: collapse;\" border=\"0\" width=\"100%\" cellpadding=\"6\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"24%\"><\/td>\n<td width=\"60%\">\n<div class=\"Section1\">\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><B>Book One: Canto 2<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><B>The Issue<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Summary<\/B> <BR>For<br \/>\na while Savitri is withdrawn into thought; her whole life flashes<br \/>\npast in her mind, her childhood, youth, her fateful meeting with<br \/>\nSatyavan, the last twelve months of love lived in the shadow of<br \/>\ndeath.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>In this hour of crisis her<br \/>\nexterior personality is displaced by her inner spirit which steps<br \/>\nforth and takes hold of the situation. For only so can the<br \/>\ndeterminism of Nature be erased. The destiny of the body can be<br \/>\nchanged only by the will of the soul. With her it is not a question<br \/>\nof her personal submission: the whole challenge of Death to Life, of<br \/>\nDoom to Love is involved and she is preparing for the moment of trial<br \/>\nin this context. She does not seek any external help, nor does anyone<br \/>\nknow of the part in the cosmic struggle she is preparing for. The<br \/>\nsolitudes of Nature in which she has passed the last twelve months<br \/>\nhave helped in the deepening of her inner life.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>It was here in the deeps of<br \/>\ngreen Nature that Love had at last found in Savitri a home which he<br \/>\nhad not secured anywhere so far in the human world. Her wideness and<br \/>\nheight of consciousness, her purity and sublimity of being, her<br \/>\nunbreakable strength were a match to his, she was worthy of this<br \/>\ngodhead of Love.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Till this encounter with<br \/>\nLove (who has brought Death in his shadow) Savitri has known of no<br \/>\nearthly sorrow. She has carried undimmed memories of the felicities<br \/>\nof the higher worlds from which she has come. But this state of joy<br \/>\ncannot continue for long in this world of Ignorance. The problem of<br \/>\nlife is presented to her in its acutest form and she is called upon<br \/>\nto face it. Savitri is no ordinary mortal to shirk the challenge and<br \/>\nstay content with her lot. She does not accept the clamps of the<br \/>\nInconscient and the bounds of Ignorance on the embodied<br \/>\nconsciousness. She means to change the order that has prevailed so<br \/>\nfar, assert the supremacy of Light over Darkness, of Life and Love<br \/>\nover Death. She summons all her inner resources, links herself with<br \/>\nthe transcendent Will and Force and stands up ready for the momentous<br \/>\nencounter. The Divine Puissance surges up in her being, she stops the<br \/>\nwheels of Doom and breaks through the finite into the Infinite.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Past<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Dying,<br \/>\nit lived imperishably in her; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The past is quickly<br \/>\nreplaced by the present and recedes from the eye. But on that account<br \/>\nit does not entirely cease to be. All the movements that are past,<br \/>\nthoughts, feelings, activities, leave a mark, a concrete sediment in<br \/>\nthe sub-conscious layers of the being and constitute themselves into<br \/>\na factor to be reckoned with not only in the present that succeeds<br \/>\nthe past but also in the future to come. They form predispositions,<br \/>\nsamskaras, in the nature and influence the growth of the being, its<br \/>\nreactions and impulsions. Every bit of the past lives in its essence<br \/>\nin the memory and goes on exerting its pull.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Inner Dawn<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nin a many-hued flaming inner dawn, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Normally man is awake only<br \/>\nin his surface nature which is a very small segment of his being. His<br \/>\nknowledge, vision and capacity are consequently very limited and even<br \/>\nhis reason which is an instrument of ignorance is only a half-light.<br \/>\nHe is aware of just the immediate present and fumbles in his search<br \/>\nfor the much that is out of his sight. When, however, as a result of<br \/>\nthe divine Grace or in response to his aspiration, the Divine light<br \/>\nmanifests itself in his being, all is lighted up; he begins to see<br \/>\nhis own life in a new light. He becomes conscious on all the levels<br \/>\nof his being\u00e2\u0080\u0094mental, emotional, vital, physical\u00e2\u0080\u0094and is seized<br \/>\nwith their several upward movements, of which he has a clear and<br \/>\nfuller comprehension than ever before.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Supernatural<br \/>\nDarkness<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>An<br \/>\nabsolute supernatural darkness falls <BR>On man sometimes when he<br \/>\ndraws near to God: <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Man is a being in ferment.<br \/>\nA restless energy of life courses through the body and keeps it in a<br \/>\nstate of excitement. Passions, desires, emotions are born every<br \/>\nmoment and the nervous being is in tension. The mind is full of<br \/>\nuncontrolled thought-activity without a moment&#8217;s respite. The mystic<br \/>\npath demands a quieting of this multiple movement and a steady<br \/>\ngathering of all the faculties around the chosen Ideal. As this<br \/>\ndiscipline progresses and the aspiring being gets into the needed<br \/>\npoise of receptivity, there comes\u00e2\u0080\u0094in some cases\u00e2\u0080\u0094a state of<br \/>\nblankness, a void in the mind which benumbs. Everything falls silent<br \/>\nand all looks and feels dark. But this &#8216;darkness&#8217; is not heavy like<br \/>\nthe nether darkness of inconscience or inertia and obscurity. It is<br \/>\nof a different kind and it is not oppressive. It blinds the mental<br \/>\neye, stuns the mental activity into immobility. This condition is<br \/>\nusually a precursor of the advent or revelation of God. It prepares<br \/>\nthe human to receive the Divine.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Crisis<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>An<br \/>\nhour comes when fail all Nature\u00e2\u0080\u0099s means; <BR>Forced out from the<br \/>\nprotecting Ignorance <BR>And flung back on his naked primal need, <BR>He<br \/>\nat length must cast from him his surface soul <BR>And be the ungarbed<br \/>\nentity within: <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>It is in the supreme<br \/>\nmoments of crises that man often rises to undreamt of heights and<br \/>\nshows capacities totally unexpected. That is because shaken by the<br \/>\nfailure of his normal means to grapple with the situation, he is<br \/>\nthrown back from the surface personality which proves unequal to the<br \/>\nchallenge and he instinctively seizes upon the latent supports deeper<br \/>\nwithin himself of which he was not hitherto conscious, lost as he was<br \/>\nin the superficies of his nature and things. The inner and larger<br \/>\nbeing [1] comes to the front with a breakdown of the exterior<br \/>\nconstruction centralised in the ego and sustained by Ignorance. In<br \/>\ncertain crises of a decisive character, it is the inmost soul itself<br \/>\nthat comes forward in response to the desperate call and takes<br \/>\ncommand.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>[1] The true vital being of<br \/>\ncourage and heroism, the true mental being of light, the true<br \/>\nsubtle-physical being of plasticity and endurance, are governed by<br \/>\nthe soul or psychic being.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Will and Body<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Her<br \/>\nwill must cancel her body\u00e2\u0080\u0099s destiny. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Man is not just the<br \/>\nphysical body. He is a multiple being\u00e2\u0080\u0094in fact several beings<br \/>\norganised around one central being, the Soul. Each of these has its<br \/>\nown power and nature though they are all in medley in the life of the<br \/>\nman in ignorance. By observation, discrimination and other inner<br \/>\neffort it is possible to separate their respective workings and<br \/>\ndirect them in the desired manner. One part can be utilised to<br \/>\ncorrect or change the functionings of another less developed than<br \/>\nitself. Thus the knowledge in the mind can be helpfully utilised to<br \/>\nrestrain the unregulated vehemences of the life-force. The will power<br \/>\ncan be focussed to change the direction of the physical energies.<br \/>\nEven the destiny that awaits the body can be averted by a superior<br \/>\naction of the will infused with the soul-power from within. For the<br \/>\ndestiny of the lower level of physical matter can always be<br \/>\ninfluenced and changed by the destiny or agents of destiny operating<br \/>\non a higher level.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Destiny<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>For<br \/>\nonly the unborn spirit&#8217;\u0080\u0099s timeless power <BR>Can lift the yoke<br \/>\nimposed by birth in time. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Birth in life on earth<br \/>\nentails Karma. For birth is undertaken for experience and growth in<br \/>\nevolution and this experience proceeds through action, voluntary and<br \/>\ninvoluntary. Each action has its consequence and this consequence<br \/>\nleads to further action, all together thus building up a destiny<br \/>\nwhich insists on being worked out. This yoke of destiny, however, is<br \/>\nnot entirely ineluctable. Each level of existence has its own<br \/>\ndestiny; the subtler the level on which it is forged, the less rigid<br \/>\nit is. And as the different planes of existence are not separated<br \/>\nfrom each other into watertight compartments but interpenetrate and<br \/>\nhave a constant interaction among themselves, it is possible to<br \/>\nmodify the destiny of a lower level by means of a higher destiny. The<br \/>\ncentre of consciousness is to be shifted to a higher level and in<br \/>\nliving from there, the corresponding destiny is moved into action<br \/>\ninfluencing the lower one. A complete change of destiny however\u00e2\u0080\u0094for<br \/>\ninstance the physical destiny that is the most rigid of all\u00e2\u0080\u0094can<br \/>\nonly come from the operation of the highest power open to man, the<br \/>\nPower of the Spirit which stands above all the destinies of the<br \/>\nembodied being. It is the Divine Will in action, the Grace that alone<br \/>\ncan cancel human destiny.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Fate<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Our<br \/>\npresent fate, child of past energies. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>What man is today is a<br \/>\nresult of what he was yesterday and the day before. At every moment,<br \/>\nduring each life, the being puts forth certain energies, receives<br \/>\nenergies from elsewhere, participates in the general movement in the<br \/>\nuniverse and comes to form tendencies and ways of action and reaction<br \/>\nwhich enter into the formation of its subtler body. These give their<br \/>\ncharacteristic turns to the nature of the being which goes on<br \/>\naffirming itself in the mould so formed. Apart from this building up<br \/>\nof nature that has gone on in the endless past, there is also the<br \/>\ngeneral Karmic legacy of the previous incarnation that man inherits<br \/>\nand his present life is shaped in its conditions and direction by<br \/>\nthat part of the Karma which is pressing for effectuation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Present Nature<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Altered<br \/>\nmust be Nature&#8217;s harsh economy; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Life, as it stands<br \/>\norganised at present, is a field of contraries. Light is always<br \/>\nfollowed by shade: every step of knowledge is menaced by the hosts of<br \/>\nIgnorance; pleasure is followed quick on its heels by pain; progress<br \/>\nis dragged down by inertia; exertion is pursued by fatigue; life is<br \/>\nconstantly threatened by death.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>This feature, however, is<br \/>\nnot a permanent Law of Creation. It is the characteristic of the<br \/>\npresent state of Nature in evolution which is developing from the<br \/>\nDarkness of Ignorance towards the Light of divine Knowledge. Nature<br \/>\nis in transition and the conditions can and are bound to change as it<br \/>\nadvances in its evolving movement Godward. The workings of the forces<br \/>\nof Nature can be set on a different basis by inducting into the<br \/>\nsituation new powers of consciousness with greater effectivity.<br \/>\nGrowth need not always be followed by arrest; under certain<br \/>\nconditions it is a movement from growth to further growth, from light<br \/>\nto greater light. A greater Power and Will of the Divine<br \/>\nConsciousness than hitherto active is to be invoked and established<br \/>\nin Earth-Nature to that end.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><B>Unknown Saviour<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The<br \/>\nworld unknowing, for the world she stood: <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>When Savitri took up the<br \/>\nchallenge of Death, she was not fighting for the life of Satyavan<br \/>\nalone. She assumed the championship of all life in creation and<br \/>\nasserted its claim against the onslaught of death. The world, indeed,<br \/>\ndid not know Savitri was struggling to affirm and establish the right<br \/>\nof Life to Immortality in this world and for this world; all the same<br \/>\nshe prepared herself, summoned her inmost powers to aid and stood up<br \/>\nto contest the claim of Death to rule the world for ever.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>This is the case with<br \/>\nalmost all the avatars who come to help the Earth in its difficult<br \/>\nperiods of evolution. Humanity is hardly aware of the advent of the<br \/>\nSaviour and the purpose for which he comes. But whether it is awake<br \/>\nor not, he works for its upliftment and undergoes all the travail<br \/>\ninvolved in the process.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Solitude<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Its<br \/>\nsolitude greatened her human hours <BR>With a background of the<br \/>\neternal and unique. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri had spent twelve<br \/>\nmonths in the hermitage in the deep forests far from the life of busy<br \/>\nhumanity in her father&#8217;s kingdom. She had lived a life of a few wants<br \/>\nand fewer calls amidst hills, high trees and the open skies and had<br \/>\ngrown in a unique way. For the very solitude in which she found<br \/>\nherself opened out her being in communion with the Infinite.<br \/>\nEverything in this unpolluted Nature linked her with the mightier<br \/>\nlife pulsating underneath and above. She had absorbed all and grown<br \/>\nin stature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>There are occasions when<br \/>\nphysical solitude is indispensable, especially when there is a need<br \/>\nfor gathering of one&#8217;s inner resources. Properly utilised solitude<br \/>\nbuilds up a great reserve.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Stillness<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Where<br \/>\nstillness listening felt the unspoken word <BR>And the hours forgot<br \/>\nto pass towards grief and change. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>When the restless activity<br \/>\nof the vital energy is brought under control and quieted, when the<br \/>\nsurge of thoughts is arrested and the mind falls into silence, there<br \/>\nis a profound stillness in the being.This inner stillness puts one in<br \/>\ntune with the greater Presence of God. When it is re-inforced by<br \/>\nouter stillness as well, there comes a rare fecund condition in which<br \/>\none receives in one&#8217;s consciousness the communication from God. Time<br \/>\ncomes to a stand-still as it were and life appears held in<br \/>\nimmobility. These are the pregnant hours of the Spirit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Divine Advents<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Here<br \/>\nwith the suddenness divine advents have, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The movements of the Divine<br \/>\nConsciousness have their own rhythms, their own seasons, rtutha of<br \/>\nthe Veda. They cannot be determined by calculations proper to the<br \/>\nhuman intelligence and activity. That is why it often happens that<br \/>\nwhen the seeker confidently expects some results from the higher end,<br \/>\nhe is disappointed. He is aware only of the workings of his own<br \/>\nlittle self, and that too of a small part of it; he does not know of<br \/>\nthe much that is yet to be ready at his end. Still less does he know<br \/>\nof the pace and the rationale of the Higher Consciousness on its<br \/>\nmove. Equally, at other times when he least expects it and is not<br \/>\neven prepared fully in his waking consciousness, the Divine takes him<br \/>\nby surprise. Something takes place suddenly in his being and he is<br \/>\nface to face with the Divine, often too in a form that is unexpected.<br \/>\nThe suddenness, however, is only on the surface. Behind the veil, the<br \/>\nmovement has been long preparing and it bursts into appearance at its<br \/>\nscheduled hour though to the unprepared and inattentive human mind it<br \/>\nstrikes as sudden.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>First Descent<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Repeating<br \/>\nthe marvel of the first descent, <BR>Changing to rapture the dull<br \/>\nearthly round, <BR>Love came to her &#8230;<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>In coming to Savitri in the<br \/>\nperson of Satyavan and lifting up her life-movements to a pinnacle of<br \/>\nhigh rapture, Love repeated what had taken place in the beginnings of<br \/>\nthis creation. For, when the divine spirit that has undertaken this<br \/>\nadventure of manifestation was, at one stage, lost in the total<br \/>\nNescience of the involution, it cried forth to the Supreme Divine to<br \/>\nsave it. And in response to the call, the Divine Grace sent forth a<br \/>\nRay of its Love to reclaim and redeem the spirit. It is this divine<br \/>\nemanation of Love that awakened consciousness in the Inconscience and<br \/>\ninitiated the return movement of evolution under the compulsive<br \/>\npressure of the attraction of the soul to its parent-Divine. All<br \/>\nacquired a meaning and a joyful purpose.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Love<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nhis shaft, <BR>That burning test of the godhead in our parts, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Love is a test and an<br \/>\nopportunity. None can conceive and contain pure love unless he has<br \/>\nattained a sufficient measure of unselfishness and capacity to deny<br \/>\nhimself for the object of love. He must outgrow his narrowness and<br \/>\nself-centred claims of the ego before he can hope to participate in<br \/>\nthe expression of love. He needs to be large in his vision, wide in<br \/>\nconsciousness in order to bear and manifest the true movement of love<br \/>\nthat flows from and leads to the Divine. How far one has progressed<br \/>\nin this direction of self-abnegation, self-consecration and purity of<br \/>\npurpose\u00e2\u0080\u0094all qualities of the soul\u00e2\u0080\u0094is put to test when love<br \/>\npresents itself for acceptance. Rightly utilised, even what is called<br \/>\nhuman love is a preparatory ground for growing into the divine love.<br \/>\nIt is an opportunity to train oneself in the ways of expansion and<br \/>\nidentification, first with another and then with the Divine in the<br \/>\nother. From division and separativity in consciousness one learns to<br \/>\nmove to closeness and oneness.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Silence And Joy<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nheart of silence in the hands of joy <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>This is the true balance at<br \/>\nwhich man has to arrive: he must build up within himself a deep calm,<br \/>\na strength of silence which alone can bear without disturbance or<br \/>\nbreakdown the play of delight, the pressure of intense joy that comes<br \/>\nin the fullness of the soul&#8217;s growth. Otherwise he spills the bliss,<br \/>\nhis system gets deranged or disintegrated. The more the silence<br \/>\nwithin, the more the activity that the being sustains, and the more<br \/>\nthe joy of life it holds.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Inward Help<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Her<br \/>\ninward help unbarred a gate in heaven; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Help from the Divine or<br \/>\nfrom those who embody the Divine Consciousness\u00e2\u0080\u0094as in the case of<br \/>\nSavitri\u00e2\u0080\u0094is invariably inward though its results are seen outwardly<br \/>\ntoo in proper time. But before the results are so perceived, there is<br \/>\nan inner sequence to the decision to help. The will that moves to<br \/>\nhelp exerts an automatic pull in that region of Consciousness where<br \/>\nthings are determined before they precipitate themselves into<br \/>\nappearance on earth. And this action effects a change in the play of<br \/>\npossibilities to the advantage of the person so helped.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Love (I)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Love<br \/>\nin her was wider than the universe, <BR>The whole world could take<br \/>\nrefuge in her single heart. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Though Savitri had taken a<br \/>\nhuman body, her being was not limited to that physical frame. Nor was<br \/>\nit confined within the play of the human emotions and loves that<br \/>\nnormally serve and centre round the ego. Her consciousness was wide,<br \/>\nlarge and deep enough to embrace the whole universe and that is why<br \/>\nthe Divine Love could find habitation in her. This Love cannot stay<br \/>\nin a heart that is tainted with selfishness, cribbed by narrowness.<br \/>\nIt needs a receptacle that is as pure and as wide as itself. And<br \/>\nSavitri&#8217;s was such a heart; it could shelter all creation in the Love<br \/>\nthat it housed, for that Love is infinite.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>It is only Divine Love that<br \/>\ncan help and uplift the world from its state of suffering and pain.<br \/>\nIt isdisinterested and therefore unlimited, pure and therefore potent<br \/>\nwith innate divine power. To embody and manifest this Love, the human<br \/>\nbeing needs to have a consciousness that is free from the limitations<br \/>\nof ego and capable of cosmic self-extension.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Love (II)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The<br \/>\ngreat unsatisfied godhead here could dwell: <BR>Vacant of the dwarf<br \/>\nself\u00e2\u0080\u0099s imprisoned air <BR>Her mood could harbour his sublimer<br \/>\nbreath <BR>Spiritual that can make all things divine. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri had the breadth of<br \/>\noutlook and the expansiveness in nature that alone can provide a<br \/>\nsuitable millieu for Love which rarely finds dwelling place in<br \/>\nmortals whose hearts are constricted within the narrow bounds of ego<br \/>\nand blindness of ignorance. She had the purity in consciousness and<br \/>\nnobility of disposition that could well match the sublimity of Love<br \/>\nthat greatens whatever it touches into its highest term. She was as<br \/>\nwide and as high in her consciousness as Love is and needs for its<br \/>\nsecure abidance.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Stillness and the<br \/>\nWord<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>At<br \/>\nonce she was the stillness and the word,<BR>                             <\/p>\n<p>                  A continent of self-diffusing peace, <BR>An ocean<br \/>\nof untrembling virgin fire: <BR>The strength, the silence of the gods<br \/>\nwere hers. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri had taken an<br \/>\nearthly form but she had not, on that account, lost connection with<br \/>\nher origin in the Transcendent. She embodied the stillness, the<br \/>\npeace; the solidity, the silence of her transcendent nature in her<br \/>\nliving consciousness and all that she did and expressed was based<br \/>\nupon this inner foundation. That is why she was effective in the<br \/>\nmanner of the gods. She contained a natural rock-like peace and<br \/>\nsilence that bore and supported all the intensities of power and<br \/>\naction that proceeded from her. Her reserves were unlimited and<br \/>\ntherefore unfailing her movements of effectuation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Fragile World<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;this<br \/>\nworld of fragile forms <BR>Carried on canvas-strips of shimmering<br \/>\nTime, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>There is a state of<br \/>\nconsciousness in which one stands apart and aloof from the world,<br \/>\ntaking poise in the silent Self or held in the contemplation of a<br \/>\nsupernal Beauty or Joy on the heights of the being. When sight is<br \/>\nturned on life in the world from this position, all strikes as a<br \/>\nprocession of forms which break every now and then, lifeless figures<br \/>\nflowing past in the current of time, images flitting across a screen<br \/>\nas it were. The picture is one of unsubstantiality, of<br \/>\ntransitoriness. But that is, of course, only a view and that too a<br \/>\ntemporary view.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Heaven\u00e2\u0080\u0099s Shield<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Heaven\u00e2\u0080\u0099s<br \/>\ntranquil shield guarded the missioned child. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>All her life there was a<br \/>\nspecial Presence hovering around Savitri, nourishing her growth with<br \/>\nheavenly strength and bliss. She had been put to birth on earth with<br \/>\na special purpose of the Divine and due care was lavished on her to<br \/>\nensure her progress, to guard her from all evil attentions that are<br \/>\never on the look out for openings to strike at the instruments or<br \/>\nchildren of God.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>All who are born entrusted<br \/>\nwith a high mission are so guarded and guided by the Power or Powers<br \/>\nthat preside over the effectuation of that Divine Will. They have<br \/>\nmiraculous escapes, inexplicable inspirations and unexpected<br \/>\nre-inforcements\u00e2\u0080\u0094all self-evident in the context of this background.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Joy Cannot Endure<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>But<br \/>\njoy cannot endure until the end: <BR>There is a darkness in<br \/>\nterrestrial things <BR>That will not suffer long too glad a note. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Happiness in this world is<br \/>\nnot allowed to last long: it is interrupted by contraries and is ever<br \/>\nunder the threat of destruction. That is so, because in this world of<br \/>\nMatter the hold of Inconscience and Ignorance is still strong,<br \/>\ndominating, and all influx of Consciousness, Light and its<br \/>\ninalienable Joy, is diluted, swallowed up by these nether elements.<br \/>\nIt is difficult for a body or base steeped in the darkness of<br \/>\nunconsciousness and density of impurities to support and hold the<br \/>\ncharge of Bliss for long. That is not natural to it. Either it breaks<br \/>\nunder the continued pressure of the Bliss or it engulfs what is<br \/>\nforeign to it with its mass of obscurities.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Assigner of the<br \/>\nOrdeal<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>One<br \/>\ndealt with her who meets the burdened great. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Assigner<br \/>\nof the ordeal and the path <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Those who come to birth<br \/>\ncharged with a mission from God do not have it easy. At some stage or<br \/>\nthe other the Master of Evolution enters the scene and throws<br \/>\nchallenges, creating situations which bring out the best in the<br \/>\nchosen persons, subject them to pressures which forge the needed<br \/>\nstrength and capacities wherewith they are enabled to fulfil their<br \/>\nappointed tasks.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>So it came to be with<br \/>\nSavitri. Her life of felicity was suddenly interrupted by the<br \/>\nprognostication of the death of Satyavan and she was obliged to<br \/>\nprepare herself to take up the challenge, summoning and marshalling<br \/>\nall her latent powers into action.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Spirit&#8217;s Goads<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Death,<br \/>\nfall and sorrow as the spirit&#8217;\u0080\u0099s goads, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Man does not move unless<br \/>\nthere is some incentive, some impulsion to do so. This is specially<br \/>\ntrue in the sphere of inner growth. That is why Nature uses pain,<br \/>\nsorrow and the like as agents to awaken man from his sleep and<br \/>\nlethargy and set him thinking on the ways and means to get over these<br \/>\nelements that plague him. He is forced to take steps to displace them<br \/>\nby their opposites, the positives of Knowledge, Joy, Life, and in the<br \/>\nprocess he registers a growth in his evolution Godward. Every blow in<br \/>\nlife throws him off his habitual track, sets into motion new factors<br \/>\nand opens a way for change and progress.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Torch of Pain<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nwith his torch of pain <BR>Lit up the chasm of the unfinished world <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Pain stings man into<br \/>\nawareness. He is startled out of his tamasic lassitude and looks<br \/>\naround for the cause of the pain. And in this scrutiny he becomes<br \/>\nconscious of much that had escaped his notice and calls for<br \/>\nattention.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri was confronted with<br \/>\nsuch a situation. The threatened calamity of the death of Satyavan<br \/>\nand the pain caused at the approach of the fateful hour threw her<br \/>\ninto a state of contemplative consciousness in which the problem of<br \/>\nDeath and the abyss created by it in the scheme of Life was<br \/>\nforcefully presented to her. She came to perceive what had still to<br \/>\nbe done to close up the wide gaps in the creation in order to lead it<br \/>\nto the intended perfection.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Difficulty and Might<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>He<br \/>\nmeasured the difficulty with the might <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>It is a truth of life that<br \/>\nwhen one is presented with a difficulty, he is also given the means<br \/>\nwhere-with to meet it. Providence sees to it that man is always given<br \/>\nthe strength that is necessary to surmount every obstruction that<br \/>\ncomes his way. In the cosmic scheme of evolution each circumstance,<br \/>\neach event, has a significance\u00e2\u0080\u0094to further the growth of the<br \/>\nindividual. None is given a problem beyond his measure. Only one must<br \/>\nhave the faith and know how to draw upon the potential with which one<br \/>\nis endowed.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>In setting the problem of<br \/>\ndeath before Savitri for solution, the Master of Evolution laid at<br \/>\nher disposal the strength equal to the situation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Kin to the Human<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>He<br \/>\nmade her heart kin to the striving human heart <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri had many divine<br \/>\nelements in her, but she was not allowed to fight the battle from<br \/>\nthat super-human basis. The problem of death confronts mortal man and<br \/>\nnot the gods. It has to be met on the human plane, through the human<br \/>\nbody with the human resources\u00e2\u0080\u0094albeit with the aid of higher powers<br \/>\nwhich are embodied and made natural to the human instrumentation.<br \/>\nThen alone is the fruit of the labour assured to all humanity that<br \/>\nseeks for it.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri&#8217;s being was made to<br \/>\nidentify itself with the being of man in strife with the forces of<br \/>\nIgnorance and Death; she underwent all his struggle and embodied his<br \/>\nhighest aspiration for freedom and immortality. She had come to win<br \/>\nfor humanity its title to immortality.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Issue<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Whether<br \/>\nto bear with Ignorance and Death <BR>Or hew the ways of Immortality, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The issue before Savitri<br \/>\nwas whether to accept life as it was\u00e2\u0080\u0094characterised by Ignorance and<br \/>\nits sequel Death\u00e2\u0080\u0094or to fight to change its nature by eliminating<br \/>\nthe disfiguring agents. The only way to do it was to strike at the<br \/>\nroot of Death by refusing to accept his claims and affirming the<br \/>\nTruth of Immortality instead. There was no ready-made way to this end<br \/>\nand she was faced with the prospect of having to build it step by<br \/>\nstep across the slippery marshes of the dark god. She decided in<br \/>\nfavour of the more difficult but momentously decisive choice.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Terrestrial Fabric<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nfabric of terrestrial make <BR>Fit for a day\u00e2\u0080\u0099s use by busy careless<br \/>\nPowers. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The man who is content to<br \/>\nremain in his material consciousness, earthy in his outlook and<br \/>\noccupation, shares the fate of all earthly beings: he is condemned to<br \/>\nperpetual transitoriness. His term depends not upon himself, his own<br \/>\nwill, but upon the Powers in Nature which are ever engaged in their<br \/>\ntask of the advancement of the creation in the scale of<br \/>\nconsciousness. The workings of these Powers are so impersonal and<br \/>\nrelentless that they may appear to be careless. They are not<br \/>\nover-concerned with individual forms or instruments, especially with<br \/>\nthose who have not yet arrived at the stage of functioning as their<br \/>\ncollaborators or directors. They make such indifferent use of these<br \/>\nundeveloped creatures as they can\u00e2\u0080\u0094and that is very little\u00e2\u0080\u0094and<br \/>\nthey pass on in search of more useful instruments.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Human Figure (I)<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>An<br \/>\nimage fluttering on the screen of fate <BR>Half-animated for a<br \/>\npassing show, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Life in this world presents<br \/>\na picture in which all seems to be determined by Fate. Fate appears<br \/>\nto be not only the master but in its ramifications the very stuff of<br \/>\nexistence. All is there as a consequence of a previous determinant.<br \/>\nMan looks no more than an image projected on this background, with no<br \/>\nwill of his own. If he seems to have something like a life of his<br \/>\nown, it is also due to a partial energising of his body by Nature for<br \/>\npurposes of the play of rise and fall, birth and death, that goes on<br \/>\nchanging its scenes from moment to moment.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Human Figure (II)<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230; a<br \/>\ncastaway on the ocean of Desire <BR>Flung to the eddies in a ruthless<br \/>\nsport <BR>And tossed along the gulfs of Circumstance, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Looked at from another<br \/>\nview-point, all life appears to be but a heaving of a giant Desire on<br \/>\nthe bosom of which man is tossed like a cork. Every sweep of<br \/>\ndesire\u00e2\u0080\u0094and the waves of desires are legion\u00e2\u0080\u0094pushes him hither and<br \/>\nthither in his attempt to satisfy it; his life is a restless pursuit<br \/>\nof an unending stream of desires. He is helpless and lives as a<br \/>\ncreature of circumstance without control, without direction.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Human Figure (III)<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\ncreature born to bend beneath the yoke, <BR>A chattel and a plaything<br \/>\nof Time\u00e2\u0080\u0099s lords, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Man appears to have no will<br \/>\nof his own, no strength to stand up against the current of the<br \/>\nmechanical flow of life in the universe. It looks as if he has to<br \/>\nsubmit to every demand made upon him by the circumstances of life; to<br \/>\nfunction as nothing more than an obedient slave, an object of<br \/>\namusement for the gods that preside over this whirlgig of Time.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Pawn<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Or<br \/>\none more pawn who comes destined to be pushed <BR>One slow move<br \/>\nforward on a measureless board <BR>In the chess-play of the<br \/>\nearth-soul with Doom, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Earth is the field of a<br \/>\ncolossal game of wits. The opponents who test the mettle against each<br \/>\nother are the Soul that seeks to affirm the immortality of the Spirit<br \/>\non Earth and Death that threatens to engulf the Soul with his<br \/>\nnegation. The board for this chess play is the Cosmic life and the<br \/>\npawns to be moved from place to place are the human beings who have<br \/>\nnot developed a will of their own. They are automatons that can be<br \/>\nmoved hither and thither by the forces (or the beings at their head)<br \/>\nat play. As long as man remains a creature, for the most part<br \/>\nunconscious and inert, he is nothing more than a plaything for the<br \/>\nCosmic forces; he is a pawn. In the measure in which he is awake and<br \/>\ndevelops this consciousness well enough to direct his own movements,<br \/>\nhe becomes a participant in the game, throwing his weight on any side<br \/>\nhe chooses.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Self-Born Force<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nconscious frame was here, a self-born Force. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Savitri was not a creature<br \/>\nhelplessly subjected to the operations of Time and Fate, at the mercy<br \/>\nof every circumstance and impulsion that came by. She embodied a<br \/>\nConsciousness and a Force that were not products of terrestrial<br \/>\nworkings but wholly independent of them. Her exterior was only a<br \/>\nframe, a vibrant and wakeful frame, for the puissance that ensouled<br \/>\nit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Enigma (I)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nthis enigma of the dusk of God, <BR>This slow and strange uneasy<br \/>\ncompromise <BR>Of limiting Nature with a limitless Soul, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Life is a riddle. In this<br \/>\nuniverse where the dawn of God-light is not yet and the skies are<br \/>\nstill dark, everything poses a problem. For each form, each event is<br \/>\nwoven round a contradiction. There is everywhere the Soul of things<br \/>\nwhich is a portion of God and hence without limits on its being; but<br \/>\nalways it is saddled with a Nature which has its severe limits and<br \/>\nwhich imposes those limits on that to which it relates. This Nature<br \/>\nis the instrument of the Soul; the limitless has to work and express<br \/>\nitself through a limiting agent. It has to accept and compromise with<br \/>\nthe demands of Nature. There is, consequently, a hiatus between the<br \/>\nintention and the fruition. This juxtaposition of the boundless Soul<br \/>\nand the bounded (and bounding) Nature is the crux of every problem.<br \/>\nIt can be resolved only by freeing Nature from its limitations and<br \/>\nharmonising it with the Soul\u00e2\u0080\u0094a development that awaits the coming<br \/>\nof the Dawn of the fulfilling Truth of God.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Enigma (II)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Where<br \/>\nall must move between an ordered Chance <BR>And an uncaring blind<br \/>\nNecessity, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>When one observes the<br \/>\nlife-phenomena in the world, it strikes as if all were chance, all<br \/>\nevents were happenings by chance. There is a gigantic Chance at work<br \/>\nand everything takes place in its movement. Anything can happen<br \/>\nanywhere depending upon the mood of that Chance. A closer look,<br \/>\nhowever, reveals that there is a kind of order even in the workings<br \/>\nof this Chance. It has its own rhythm, though its direction is always<br \/>\nunpredictable.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Side by side one also<br \/>\nperceives there is a Necessity in Nature which compels things to move<br \/>\nin the particular way they do. Its demands are imperious and<br \/>\napparently they are not influenced by individual or local<br \/>\nconsiderations. At whatever cost, the Necessity obliges life to meet<br \/>\nit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>All seems to move on these<br \/>\ntwo processes\u00e2\u0080\u0094Chance and Necessity. Indeed, both of them are<br \/>\ntruths, only they operate on different levels.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Spiritual Fire<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Too<br \/>\nhigh the fire spiritual dare not blaze. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>If<br \/>\nonce it met the intense original Flame, <BR>An answering touch might<br \/>\nshatter all measures made <BR>And earth sink down with the weight of<br \/>\nthe Infinite. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The earth in evolution<br \/>\nconstantly aspires for a higher and a still higher Truth of the<br \/>\nDivine. But it can sustain only that intensity of the Spirit for<br \/>\nwhich it is ready. And this readiness is determined largely by the<br \/>\nextent to which it has moved away from its original moorings in<br \/>\nNescience, Inconscience and Ignorance. Its aspiration for the Truth<br \/>\nof the Divine has to take account of these prevailing conditions and<br \/>\naim only at that which it can assimilate at the moment. Otherwise, if<br \/>\nin the zeal of its seeking it were to reach, evoke response and bring<br \/>\ndown a Truth, a Consciousness or a Force of the Divine too great to<br \/>\nbear, the results would be disastrous. Each Descent of the Spirit in<br \/>\nthe earth-consciousness takes place only when the earth has developed<br \/>\nadequate receptacles to contain and support the new influx. Any<br \/>\npremature pull is bound to result in the break-up of the existing<br \/>\nforms and movements which being not ready would be unable to hold the<br \/>\ngreater charge.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>World-Gaol (I)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\ngaol is this immense material world. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Across<br \/>\neach road stands armed a stone-eyed law, <BR>At every gate the huge<br \/>\ndim sentinels pace. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The physical world in which<br \/>\nwe live is so vast that it seems almost endless. And yet to the soul<br \/>\nwhich seeks to enlarge its range, to the consciousness which tries to<br \/>\nextend itself beyond the limits set by the physical frame in which it<br \/>\nit housed, this world presents itself as an enclosing barrier. On<br \/>\nevery side it imposes limits which cannot be exceeded with impunity.<br \/>\nThere are laws of Matter, operations of the rule of Inconscience,<br \/>\nopacity, Death, which stare in the face in whichever direction one<br \/>\nmoves. The laws are long established, as old as Matter itself and<br \/>\nthey over-shadow the domain of the physical world with their<br \/>\nrigidities and impersonal uniformities.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>World-Gaol (II)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\ngrey tribunal of the Ignorance, <BR>An Inquisition of the priests of<br \/>\nNight <BR>In judgment sit on the adventurer soul, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>At every turn of life in<br \/>\nthis world based upon Matter, the soul that seeks to overpass the<br \/>\nrule of Physical Nature is confronted with the scrutinising looks of<br \/>\nempirical reason and allied agents of the pervading Ignorance. It is<br \/>\nsubjected to questionings from the black powers of Nescience and<br \/>\nUnconsciousness that are loth to see anyone escape from this hold.<br \/>\nAll of these take it upon themselves to detain anyone who has the<br \/>\nboldness to look beyond their domains. They expose him to their<br \/>\nattractions and if possible, put a brake on his movements.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>World-Gaol (III)<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nthe dual tables and the Karmic norm <BR>Restrain the Titan in us and<br \/>\nthe God: <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Neither the reachings<br \/>\ntowards Light nor the impulses towards Darkness get a free scope in<br \/>\nman living in this world. At every moment the organised dualities of<br \/>\nNature, e.g. good and bad, pain and pleasure, light and shadow, lay<br \/>\nsiege to his being and counter whatever he does with its inevitable<br \/>\ncontrary. There is also the spectre of Karma. Each action produces a<br \/>\nresult and the action of today is often plagued by the reaction of<br \/>\nyesterday. No movement, no activity\u00e2\u0080\u0094upward or downward\u00e2\u0080\u0094is allowed<br \/>\nto have its own way and produce its entire results. There is a<br \/>\ncontinual modification and arrestation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>World-Gaol (IV)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Pain<br \/>\nwith its lash, joy with its silver bribe <BR>Guard the Wheel\u00e2\u0080\u0099s<br \/>\ncircling immobility, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Though the stamp of<br \/>\nNescience and the pulls of inertia and obscurity resist all movement<br \/>\nforward, the motion of life is kept going within the narrow bounds of<br \/>\nthe material formula. Like a wheel it is constantly revolving, though<br \/>\nit does not advance. Man is compelled to participate in this<br \/>\nlife-movement; he has to act. Nature uses a double weapon to whip him<br \/>\ninto activity: there is first the pressure of pain which forces man<br \/>\nto sit up and work in order to reduce if not remove the causes of<br \/>\npain. And complementary to this negative factor is the positive<br \/>\ninducement of pleasure, the joy that life yields to the man who<br \/>\nexerts himself. That this joy does not last long, that this pleasure<br \/>\nis only an interregnum between periods of pain does not discourage<br \/>\nhim from accepting the bait and running after whatever yields<br \/>\nhappiness in however small a measure, for however short a time.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>World-Gaol (V)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nbond is put on the high climbing mind, <BR>A seal on the too large<br \/>\nwide-open heart; <BR>Death stays the journeying discoverer, Life. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The mind of man in this<br \/>\nworld is tied firmly to the tether of its physical bases. It can take<br \/>\nflight in the skies of thought but always it has to return to the<br \/>\nearth. The shadow of the primeval Ignorance pursues it wherever it<br \/>\ngoes into action and mars its perfection and effectivity. The mind<br \/>\ncarries its constitutional handicap of being an instrument of error.<br \/>\nSimilarly, the range of the heart too is limited. The emotions and<br \/>\nthe impulses that proceed from it can only go as far as the<br \/>\nego-circle can be extended. It cannot expand beyond without running<br \/>\nthe risk of self-destruction, as long as it is governed by<br \/>\nmatter-based life. And life itself, organised in matter and enclosed<br \/>\nin its formation, cannot proceed farther than the limits set to its<br \/>\ncareer. Within that span life may spread itself, unearth secrets from<br \/>\nthe womb of Time, but once the fixed boundary is reached, life is<br \/>\ndevoured by Death. On all fronts the material world is a closed<br \/>\nsystem.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>The Animal and the<br \/>\nHawk<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nthe Animal browses in the sacred fence <BR>And the gold Hawk can<br \/>\ncross the skies no more. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The rule of the<br \/>\nInconscience ensures its stability by every available means. Its<br \/>\nclamps of ignorance, inertia and immobility hold the movements of the<br \/>\nlife, the heart and the mind of man in stern check on pain of<br \/>\ndestruction and death. As a result, the being of man which is<br \/>\ndesigned by the manifesting Divine to be a sacred ground for the high<br \/>\nedifice to be erected lies unused for the purpose. It is turned into<br \/>\na secure enclosure for the trespassing lower nature to luxuriate in<br \/>\nand hold all forward movements at bay. The aspiring soul, the<br \/>\nluminous inhabitant is held prisoner and is unable to soar into the<br \/>\nhigher regions of the Mind and the Spirit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Dark Power<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nthe dark Power that hates all bliss <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Happiness, joy, delight are<br \/>\nstates that belong to the truer being of man. They are reflections or<br \/>\ncurrents deriving from an innate Bliss which is the nature of the<br \/>\ndeepest soul. The Divine is blissful in its being and all that comes<br \/>\nfrom it has that character. But the play of this Ananda is arrested,<br \/>\ndiluted and even given a perverse form by the interference of the<br \/>\nnon-divine (or anti-divine) elements like the Ego or Ignorance. The<br \/>\nnature of these limiting agents is to shut out all movements of<br \/>\nliberating knowledge and expansive bliss, for they draw the being<br \/>\ngodward to their source away from the hold of the nether powers.<br \/>\nThese powers of darkness wallow in degrading pleasures which bring<br \/>\nquick in their wake pain and misery that thrust man still deeper into<br \/>\ntheir dominion.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Life And Joy<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nwhere life must pay for joy, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Here on earth where<br \/>\nIgnorance is the rule and Ego the king of individual existence, all<br \/>\nexpression and movement of life is constricted, narrow, uncertain. On<br \/>\nevery side, there is danger of friction, clash and hurt because<br \/>\neveryone is pitted against everyone else. Consequently, fear,<br \/>\nanxiety, pain are normal experiences in life. If any one, in these<br \/>\nconditions, goes contrary to the common current and attempts to draw<br \/>\nhappiness and joy from the world, he has perforce to suffer the<br \/>\nreaction. Joy is still foreign to life-nature and it cannot support<br \/>\nthat movement for long. Parts of the nature either refuse to accept<br \/>\nit or they get so much excited in its vibrations that there is an<br \/>\ninevitable exhaustion and when the joy departs, man is in a state<br \/>\nlower than before, more miserable, since he has had some taste of<br \/>\nthat joy.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Man&#8217;s Hopes<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nthe afflicting penalty of man&#8217;s hopes, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Nature gives to man a frame<br \/>\nof life in which he lives and moves. He is given a limited mind<br \/>\ninvolved in a life which is imprisoned within the walls of a physical<br \/>\nbody. If he accepts this formula in which he comes into being here<br \/>\nand is content to be confined to it all his life, there is no<br \/>\nproblem. There is a certain mechanical smooth going. But if he thinks<br \/>\nof exceeding the habitual limits, entertains hopes to acquire what is<br \/>\nnot natural to the existing organisation of life, and exerts himself<br \/>\nto that end, all the established forces in Nature strike at him<br \/>\nfuriously, resist his effort and force him either to abandon his<br \/>\nattempt or to pay in terms of struggle, suffering and disappointments<br \/>\nbefore he finally succeeds in realising his hopes.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Old Statutes<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>So<br \/>\nbows and must the mind-born will in man <BR>Obedient to the statutes<br \/>\nfixed of old, <BR>Admitting without appeal the nether gods. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The rigid laws of the<br \/>\nmechanism of material nature insist on conformity from all the<br \/>\ncreatures that live in this world. The whole weight of the past habit<br \/>\nis on their side, and anyone who seeks to bypass or defy their<br \/>\nworkings on his own is foredoomed to failure. The guardians of these<br \/>\nlaws have eagle eyes and their action is swift. Only a will, a power<br \/>\ngreater than the force of this Nature of material existence can<br \/>\nimpose itself on the operation of these laws. The will of man is a<br \/>\nwill in ignorance, removed from its true source in Knowledge and<br \/>\ntherefore severely limited in power; it cannot assert itself<br \/>\nsuccessfully against these long established laws. A will from a<br \/>\nconsciousness that is above this triple world of Ignorance, a will<br \/>\nthat directly draws from the Divine Will can alone break this hold.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Wings of Dream<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Inapt<br \/>\nto fold its mighty wings of dream <BR>Her spirit refused to hug the<br \/>\ncommon soil, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Man is given faculties like<br \/>\nthinking, planning, imagining, dreaming, in order to enable him to<br \/>\nlook upwards and ahead, and to prepare to free himself from the<br \/>\nclamps of earthly nature for flight into the larger heavens of life,<br \/>\nmind and spirit. But most are content to live tied to the posts of<br \/>\nphysical life and they do not exercise the powers given to develop a<br \/>\nfreer range; the powers lie unused.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>But Savitri was not of this<br \/>\ncategory. She was not given to confine her energies of life and mind<br \/>\nto the narrow limits of earth-bound human life. She let her<br \/>\nconsciousness expand and never arrested its formative action.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Compound with Earth<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nfinding all life&#8217;\u0080\u0099s golden meanings robbed, <BR>Compound with earth,<br \/>\nstruck from the starry list, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>There is a strong tendency<br \/>\nin human nature to accept a lesser substitute when it is denied the<br \/>\nhigh object of its striving. Man starts with a great fervour and a<br \/>\nlofty aim to realise great ideals in life. But when he is confronted<br \/>\nwith difficulties, apparently insuperable, his vital enthusiasm flags<br \/>\nand after a time he comes to regard his chosen ideals as<br \/>\nunrealisable, abandons them and compromises with the more readily<br \/>\nworkable claims of commoner interests. He forfeits the heavens and<br \/>\nclings to the earth.Savitri refused this course.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Despair And Light<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nquench with black despair the God-given light. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Each one carries a point of<br \/>\nLight within himself. He is born with this light at the core of his<br \/>\nbeing: it is a special concentration of the Divine Consciousness<br \/>\nserving as a nucleus for his evolutionary development. This point of<br \/>\nlight grows under proper conditions, and acquires shape as an entity.<br \/>\nIt works from behind the veil, now as instinct, now as intelligence,<br \/>\nnow as an imperative, till it is in a position to step forward and<br \/>\nassume a direct rule over the being. If there are here conditions<br \/>\nlike aspiration, purity, sincerity, cheerfulness that promote the<br \/>\ngrowth of this light of the soul, there are equally elements like<br \/>\nlethargy, impurity, falsehood and gloom that retard and even cover up<br \/>\nthis little flame. Of these, gloom, depression, despair have a<br \/>\nspecially dampening effect and the flame burns feebly; if the darker<br \/>\nspells are too long and too thick, the light gets smothered.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Brute Balance<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;set<br \/>\na signature of weak assent <BR>To the brute balance of the world&#8217;\u0080\u0099s<br \/>\nexchange. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The workings of Nature in<br \/>\nthis material world are mechanical in character. The give and take<br \/>\nthat goes on between the individual formations and the universal<br \/>\nforces proceeds automatically without consideration of any special<br \/>\nfactors that may attend each situation. Creatures subject to the rule<br \/>\nof this Nature have perforce to submit themselves to this insentient<br \/>\naction of its forces. Only those with a stronger Will acting in them<br \/>\ncan hope to overpass this mechanism of the physical world.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Toiling Force<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ffcc\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nforce in her that toiled since earth was made, <BR>Accomplishing in<br \/>\nlife the great world-plan, <BR>Pursuing after death immortal aims, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>There is a Divine Power<br \/>\nthat has been working from the inception of this creation for its<br \/>\ngrowth and efflorescence into a Divine Manifestation. It is the<br \/>\nConsciousness-Force of the Supreme presiding over the cosmic<br \/>\nmovement, guiding it, intervening at crucial junctures to give the<br \/>\nnecessary turns and fix the directions, leading it to its high<br \/>\ndestination. It manifests itself in human embodiments called Avatars<br \/>\nat special periods of transition in the evolutionary progression and<br \/>\nworks out definite results in a concrete manner on earth; even after<br \/>\nthe termination of the particular physical manifestation, it proceeds<br \/>\nwith its task of preparing and organising on the subtler planes of<br \/>\nexistence for the next step to be taken in a subsequent embodiment.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>This Force was now in<br \/>\naction in the person of Savitri and naturally it refused to forsake<br \/>\nits great purpose and accept the very conditions which it had come to<br \/>\nchange.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Frustration<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nfrustration\u00e2\u0080\u0099s barren role, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Whenever man is<br \/>\ndisappointed in the struggle of life by defeat or by insurmountable<br \/>\nobstruction, he gets frustrated. He feels broken and, for the moment,<br \/>\nfeels all strength ebbing away from him. He lacks even the will to<br \/>\nmake a fresh attempt because, wherever he turns he sees only failure,<br \/>\nonly difficulties to which he feels unequal. This sense of<br \/>\nfrustration renders him ineffective for any purpose, barren, unable<br \/>\nto put forth any productive effort. The part that this agent of<br \/>\nNegation plays in life is one of dessicating denial.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>High Recourse<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>In<br \/>\nher own self she found her high recourse; <BR>She matched with the<br \/>\niron law her sovereign right: <BR>Her single will opposed the cosmic<br \/>\nrule. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Man is a creature of<br \/>\ncircumstances and subject to the hard laws of Nature only as long as<br \/>\nhe lives in his surface consciousness which is entirely formed by and<br \/>\nunder the operations of that Nature. Deeper down in him there is a<br \/>\npart that is independent of Nature: it is the self which derives from<br \/>\nthe Spirit that is not bound by Nature. To the extent man moves<br \/>\ntowards this self, takes his poise in it and organises his<br \/>\nconsciousness around it, he moves away from the rule of Nature; he<br \/>\nimbibes the freedom and the will of the self in his conscious being<br \/>\nand, if he chooses, asserts it against the mechanical compulsions of<br \/>\nouter Nature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>This is what Savitri did,<br \/>\nand indeed what all men of destiny do, when confronted with the<br \/>\nchallenge of established Nature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Strength Awoke<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>At<br \/>\nthe Unseen\u00e2\u0080\u0099s knock upon the hidden gates <BR>Her strength made<br \/>\ngreater by the lightning\u00e2\u0080\u0099s touch <BR>Awoke from slumber in her<br \/>\nheart\u00e2\u0080\u0099s recess. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>One&#8217;s strength or weakness<br \/>\nthat is apparent in normal conditions is no true index of one&#8217;s<br \/>\ncapacities. For in each person there is always in the depths of his<br \/>\nbeing a reserve of power which lies usually untapped. It is in times<br \/>\nof stress, of crisis, that nature calls forth this latent strength<br \/>\ninto action and the situation is met with rare heroism.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>As the hour of Doom<br \/>\napproached, the inner strength of Savitri hitherto lying unused in<br \/>\nthe deeper reaches of her heart gathered itself at the advance<br \/>\nintimations which are always first received in the subtler regions of<br \/>\nthe being, and leapt into action.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Death-Stroke<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;<br \/>\nstroke of That which kills and saves. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The stroke of Death is<br \/>\nalways fearful to life which seeks to continue, to multiply, to<br \/>\nperpetuate itself. Death puts an end to its struggling effort and<br \/>\nwould appear to be wholly evil. In fact, however, in the present<br \/>\nstage of Nature&#8217;s evolution in Ignorance, death is a necessary agent<br \/>\nto cut short careers of ignorance the moment they cease to progress<br \/>\ntowards the liberating Light. Otherwise, life in ignorance would<br \/>\nendlessly prolong itself and there would be no hope of release. As it<br \/>\nis, death acts as a constant brake on movements in ignorance,<br \/>\nprovides opportunities for fresh renewals of effort and possible<br \/>\ndepartures from settled rounds of habit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>She Stood in the Way<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nheart stood in the way of the driving wheels: <BR>Its giant workings<br \/>\npaused in front of a mind, <BR>Its stark conventions met the flame of<br \/>\na soul. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>In opposing the Determinism<br \/>\nof material Nature the whole of Savitri&#8217;s being rose in resistance.<br \/>\nHer heart of Love would not allow the wheels of Doom to roll, the<br \/>\npower of divine Love being stronger than any force of terrestrial<br \/>\nnature. The intricate workings of the huge mechanism could not pass<br \/>\nthe scrutiny of her luminous mind. Its established mechanical habits<br \/>\nwere exposed to the dissolving incandescence of a living, conscious<br \/>\nsoul.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><B>Magic Leverage<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nmagic leverage suddenly is caught <BR>That moves the veiled<br \/>\nIneffable\u00e2\u0080\u0099s timeless will: <BR>A prayer, a master act, a king idea<br \/>\n<BR>Can link man\u00e2\u0080\u0099s strength to a transcendent Force. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>In the complex movement of<br \/>\nforces that is life man often finds himself helpless. His vision is<br \/>\nlimited and even when he is able to see ahead, he is unable to assert<br \/>\nhimself and turn the tide of things in his favour. His personal<br \/>\nstrength is found totally inadequate to arrest the flow of events or<br \/>\nmodify their course. His will is puny compared to the massive<br \/>\ncharacter of the forces in action. But man is not left totally at the<br \/>\nmercy of circumstances. He is a conscious being and it is within his<br \/>\nmeans to move the Divine Will which is ultimately at the head of all<br \/>\nmovements in creation. He can appeal to it for help, for sanction for<br \/>\nthe desired turn. That supreme Will is not an automaton but a<br \/>\nconcious Power of the Divine, the self-same Being that is the Source<br \/>\nand the Master of the being in evolution. His Will can be reached by<br \/>\nsome intense movement on the part of the supplicant, a concentrated<br \/>\nprayer with all the heart&#8217;s sincerity and trust thrown into it or a<br \/>\nsupreme action which lifts him out of the common round of<br \/>\nhumanity\u00e2\u0080\u0094though for the moment\u00e2\u0080\u0094and places him in the higher<br \/>\nreaches of the Spirit nearer that Will or the embodiment of a capital<br \/>\nTruth-idea which assuredly possesses his being with its innate charge<br \/>\nof higher consciousness; any of these can put him in contact with the<br \/>\nPower or Will above, connect the human with the super-human. All such<br \/>\neffort, conscious or unconscious, in man or nature, is aimed to<br \/>\nproduce or to find this balance. It is when this junction takes place<br \/>\nin the subtle domains of existence that impossibles are turned into<br \/>\npossibles.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Miracle<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Then<br \/>\nmiracle is made the common rule, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>What takes place habitually<br \/>\nin a set of governing conditions in Nature is accepted by the human<br \/>\nmind, as a rule, as natural. If anything happens out of this settled<br \/>\nrun of things, it is regarded as a miracle. And such a happening<br \/>\noutside the regular order is always the result of a new factor<br \/>\nentering the situation, a factor that does not form a constituent of<br \/>\nthe normal conditions here. The result in question is perfectly<br \/>\nnatural to the element that produces it; only the element and its<br \/>\nworking were not used to operating here\u00e2\u0080\u0094as indeed they do elsewhere<br \/>\nin other realms of existence. Till the new element or factor is<br \/>\nnaturalised here, its workings strike as miracles; these &#8216;miracles&#8217;<br \/>\nbecome part of the accepted scheme of things\u00e2\u0080\u0094the common rule\u00e2\u0080\u0094as<br \/>\ntheir originating truth gets assimilated in the general Nature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>When a transcendent Force<br \/>\nis called or released into action in the universe, the results of its<br \/>\noperations first appear as miracles but as they continue they become<br \/>\na common feature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Change of Course<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>One<br \/>\nmighty deed can change the course of things; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>There is a set rhythm, an<br \/>\nestablished course of life in this world. Each one plays his part,<br \/>\neach force acts as usual, there is a due reaction and all proceeds<br \/>\naccording to the plan in Nature. The circumstances are fixed, the<br \/>\nparticipating agents have their respective roles and events turn out<br \/>\naccording to pattern. This course, however, continues only as long as<br \/>\nthe conditions developed by the evolving Spirit are the same. The<br \/>\nmoment new factors are brought into play, fresh forces released into<br \/>\naction, the scene changes. The old order is disturbed. and a new<br \/>\ndirection takes its place. Such a change is brought about when a<br \/>\ngreat effort involving a break-through in the existing limitations is<br \/>\nsuccessfully made. Such an effort, on whatever plane it is made,<br \/>\nphysical, mental or spiritual, throws the old set-up of forces into<br \/>\ndisequilibrium and all the planes of existence being interconnected,<br \/>\nthe effects travel all over. New elements come into operation and a<br \/>\nnew course of things is initiated.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Lonely Thought<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nlonely thought becomes omnipotent. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>There are thoughts and<br \/>\nthoughts. Most of them are really no thoughts at all, but passing<br \/>\nmovements of wish, desire, fancy taking the form of thoughts to make<br \/>\nthemselves palpable in the mind; they are not there the very next<br \/>\nmoment. Such formations are like bubbles on the sea of thought-waves<br \/>\nin the world. But there are certain truths in the earth-atmosphere<br \/>\nthat seek to effectuate themselves. They take form in ideas and hover<br \/>\nround in the mental world seeking for receptive minds in which to<br \/>\nlodge themselves. They await their instrument and the hour and once<br \/>\nthey find a receptacle they dig themselves in. Such an idea gradually<br \/>\ndevelops into a strong thought and this thought organises itself into<br \/>\na premier position subordinating all other mental movements to its<br \/>\nservice. It becomes the one thought that possesses the man, first in<br \/>\nthe mind and then throughout his being. His whole consciousness is<br \/>\ncentred around that one solitary thought and if the truth behind that<br \/>\nIdea-thought answers to some need in evolving Nature, then the<br \/>\nThought manifests itself in the irresistible power that it has<br \/>\nacquired in the process of being brooded over by a living<br \/>\nconsciousness. That has been the history of all great Ideas that have<br \/>\nchanged the course of history.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Nature&#8217;s Machinery<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>All<br \/>\nnow seems Nature\u00e2\u0080\u0099s massed machinery; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Wherever one turns in this<br \/>\nfield of material Nature, one is confronted by operations that are<br \/>\nstrikingly mechanical in character; they reveal themselves as the<br \/>\nWorkings of Laws in Nature which are unchangeable. The most imperious<br \/>\nof these Laws is the rule of Karma whose chain of determination is<br \/>\nendless. Subserving the processes of these hard laws are the habits<br \/>\nin Nature\u00e2\u0080\u0094individual and collective\u00e2\u0080\u0094that create their own grooves<br \/>\nof movement from which it is difficult to come out. Added to these is<br \/>\nthe constant pull from the denser parts of our nature to conform to<br \/>\nthe established norms of Matter, to react always within the terms of<br \/>\nthe law.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>But all this is only an<br \/>\nappearance, a deceptive front of an incalculable Intelligence at work<br \/>\nbehind.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Man the Machine<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>He<br \/>\ntoo is a machine amid machines; <BR>A piston brain pumps out the<br \/>\nshapes of thought, <BR>A beating heart cuts out emotion\u00e2\u0080\u0099s modes;<br \/>\n<BR>An insentient energy fabricates a soul. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>To a certain point of view,<br \/>\nto the eye of the materialist, which sees all in life as a working of<br \/>\nthe huge mechanism of physical Nature, man too is a machine like all<br \/>\nother entities, animate and inanimate. He also is a product of the<br \/>\nmechanical action of physical energies and he moves and functions<br \/>\naccording to the regulations of the forces to which he is subject.<br \/>\nHis mind, in this view, is a product of the physical brain: the<br \/>\nthoughts in the mind are the results of the activity of cells in the<br \/>\norgan. So also the emotions and impulsions flowing from the heart are<br \/>\nnothing but the issues of the throbbing of the heart-organ. Even his<br \/>\nsoul\u00e2\u0080\u0094for which an origin independent of the body is claimed\u00e2\u0080\u0094is a<br \/>\nfigment, an appearance, produced by the workings of the physical<br \/>\nenergy which has no consciousness of its own. All is a mechanical<br \/>\nresult of the motion of a brute material energy.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Chance and Binding<br \/>\nPosts<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>&#8230;the<br \/>\nfigure of the world reveals the signs <BR>Of a tied Chance repeating<br \/>\nher old steps <BR>In circles around Matter\u00e2\u0080\u0099s binding-posts. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Looking at the course of<br \/>\nlife in the world, one is struck by the part played by that<br \/>\nunpredictable factor called Chance. Things happen so often contrary<br \/>\nto expectations and calculations that Chance appears to be the rule.<br \/>\nA deeper scrutiny, however, reveals that the element of Chance is<br \/>\nonly a part of a bigger movement of life: it has its allotted role in<br \/>\nthe play of possibilities. The larger movement is seen to revolve<br \/>\naround certain demands of basal Matter, repeating its rounds within<br \/>\nfixed radii. It appears as a mechanical whirl of energies in which<br \/>\nthe free element of chance has little scope beyond a few repetitive<br \/>\nsteps.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Here<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nrandom series of inept events <BR>To which reason lends illusive<br \/>\nsense, is here, <BR>Or the empiric Life\u00e2\u0080\u0099s instinctive search, <BR>Or<br \/>\na vast ignorant mind\u00e2\u0080\u0099s colossal work. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>What is the meaning of this<br \/>\nworld-existence? It looks as if there is nothing else but a haphazard<br \/>\nmovement in which things happen confusedly. There is no order, no<br \/>\nsequence anywhere within the things themselves. It is man&#8217;s little<br \/>\nreason from the outside that gives them a show of meaning; the mind&#8217;s<br \/>\nreason reads a purpose where there is none. Again it may look as if<br \/>\nall is an experimentation by the Life-Force to arrive at some great<br \/>\naffirmation of itself. It takes up one form or set of forms now,<br \/>\ncasts them away after a while, then turns to another set to determine<br \/>\nwhich will best serve its purpose. From another point of view, this<br \/>\nmultitudinous creation with its lights and shadows appears to be the<br \/>\nworking of a huge mind that is ignorant. The mind is evidently some<br \/>\nnear boundless Agent to be able to create this enormous<br \/>\nworld-structure. And it must be ignorant, for otherwise how to<br \/>\naccount for the many vitiating features that characterise its<br \/>\ncreation!<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Man the King<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>But<br \/>\nwisdom comes, and vision grows within; <BR>Then Nature\u00e2\u0080\u0099s instrument<br \/>\ncrowns himself her king; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>Up to a certain stage in<br \/>\nthe evolution of Nature, things have a grossly mechanical character<br \/>\nin their working. All are creatures of a giant Force, instruments of<br \/>\nits activity. But as the element of consciousness develops in the<br \/>\nbeings involved in the evolutionary movement, the appearance changes.<br \/>\nThe movement is no more mechanical. Especially with the arrival of<br \/>\nman the mental being, consciousness acquires a certain individuality<br \/>\nand its will begins to exert itself on the operations of Nature. The<br \/>\nevolutionary movement no more contains man along with other creatures<br \/>\nin its own rhythm. The growth of consciousness brings with it growth<br \/>\nof knowledge and enlargement of perspective. The will of man comes<br \/>\ninto its own. This conscious will determines its own direction, its<br \/>\nown pace, not only for the individual but also for the generality. It<br \/>\nimposes itself on the course of evolution in Nature and assumes<br \/>\nincreasing control and rule. Man becomes the master.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Step Back<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>He<br \/>\nfeels his witnessing self and conscious power; <BR>His soul steps<br \/>\nback and sees the Light supreme. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>As long as he is completely<br \/>\ninvolved in the workings of Nature, man is not really aware of<br \/>\nhimself, his own distinct individuality. But with the growth of<br \/>\nconsciousness, there comes an awareness of something in himself that<br \/>\nis not involved in the outer movement. As he looks within and<br \/>\nconcentrates his attention on it, he begins to experience a kind of<br \/>\ndivision in his being: a part that is active in Nature and another<br \/>\npart that does not participate in the movement but stands aloof, a<br \/>\nwitness that takes cognisance of the activity but does not step into<br \/>\nit. Further observation reveals that even the nature-part that acts<br \/>\nis really an end\u00e2\u0080\u0094a living physical end\u00e2\u0080\u0094of a larger Power that is<br \/>\nconscious, a Shakti which acts behind the facade of material Nature.<br \/>\nAnd, when aware of this dynamism in action and a self that is aloof<br \/>\nin himself, man takes a step further inwards into his being, he is<br \/>\nbathed in the Light of the Self\u00e2\u0080\u0094the Self that is supporting both<br \/>\nthe static soul and the dynamic power in their interacting career.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Godhead and Machine<\/B><br \/>\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nGodhead stands behind the brute machine. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The human being is apt to<br \/>\nappear as one more mechanical creature run by a mechanical Energy in<br \/>\nthis world of material Nature. His body functions with the automatism<br \/>\nand precision of a machine; all the other members of his system<br \/>\nappear to derive from the workings of the physical body and its<br \/>\nenergies and governed by them. But that is only an appearance. If man<br \/>\nsteps back a little from the movement of Nature in which he is<br \/>\nnormally engrossed and looks into himself, he begins to get aware of<br \/>\nsomething in himself that is not involved in this material mechanism<br \/>\nand does not depend upon it for its existence. Pursued further, this<br \/>\nsearch reveals to him in the end a Godhead that is behind his surface<br \/>\nbeing. It is this Godhead that really supports the whole edifice of<br \/>\nman, even as it does, in another context, the entire structure of the<br \/>\nuniverse.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The mechanical operations<br \/>\nof Nature in each unit and in all together are only the outer form of<br \/>\na deeper process of the workings of this God-head of manifestation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Victory<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>This<br \/>\ntruth broke in in a triumph of fire; <BR>A victory was won for God in<br \/>\nman, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>That there is a Godhead of<br \/>\nConsciousness, Light, Freedom, behind this apparent structure of<br \/>\nmaterial mechanism, waiting for its hour to manifest in all its<br \/>\nglory, was realised in one swift moment by Savitri as the crisis was<br \/>\ngathering round her. Revealed to her in a flash were the possibility<br \/>\nand the way of breaking through the hard and long established<br \/>\ndeterminism of material Nature. Her will rose to action on the wings<br \/>\nof this perception. It marked a definite stage in the evolution of<br \/>\nGod in humanity for at that moment the possibility of conquest over<br \/>\ndeath was seized in the human consciousness and the first step taken<br \/>\ntowards its realisation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3><BR><B>Reversal<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.02in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT COLOR=\"#0000ff\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>A<br \/>\nliving choice reversed fate\u00e2\u0080\u0099s cold dead turn, <BR>Affirmed the<br \/>\nspirit\u00e2\u0080\u0099s tread on Circumstance, <BR>Pressed back the senseless dire<br \/>\nrevolving Wheel <BR>And stopped the mute march of Necessity. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P><br \/>\n<P STYLE=\"margin-top: 0.07in; margin-bottom: 0.07in; line-height: 130%\"><br \/>\n<FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\"><FONT SIZE=3>The wheel of determinism in<br \/>\nmaterial Nature turns mechanically without any saving sensation, it<br \/>\nmoves under the pressure of a gathered momentum without questioning;<br \/>\nit is immaterial in its operations without the slightest breath of<br \/>\nthe warmth of life. All circumstances are cogs in this wheel of Fate<br \/>\nthat revolves relentlessly. It is only a force of will from an<br \/>\nexistence beyond the domain of this mechanism that can hold the<br \/>\nmovement, change its direction and displace the instrumental<br \/>\ncondition. This is precisely what Savitri did: she made her choice in<br \/>\nthe living depths of her soul, linked it with the Divine Will and<br \/>\nbrought it to bear upon the developing situation. <\/FONT><\/FONT><br \/>\n<\/P>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<td width=\"16%\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Introduction&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Notes&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book 1&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book II&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book III&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book IV&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Book V&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book VI&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book VII&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book VIII&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Book IX&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book X&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book XI&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Book XII Book One. The Book of Beginnings Canto I Canto II&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[244],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10634","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-1-savitri-study","wpcat-244-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10634","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10634"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10634\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11053,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10634\/revisions\/11053"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10634"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10634"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10634"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}