Age New Spirituality - Inspirational Stories ( Part 102 )

Freedom breathes in the throb of the universe. Unlesswas in the grounds where there were many monkeys.
there is unity at the universal heart, we cannotThe monkeys of Varanasi are huge brutes and are
understand variety.Such is the conception of the Lordsometimes surly. They now took it into their heads not
in the Upanishads. Sometimes it rises evento allow me to pass through their street, so they
higher,presenting to us an ideal before which at firsthowled and shrieked and clutched at my feet as I
we stand aghast -- that we are in essence one withpassed.
God. He who is the coloring in the wings of theAs they pressed closer, I began to run, but the faster I
butterfly, and the blossoming of the rose - bud, is theran, the faster came the monkeys and they began to
power that is in the plant and in the butterfly. He whobite at me. It seemed impossible to escape, but just
gives us life is the power within us.then I met a stranger who called out to me, "Face the
Out of His fire comes life, and the direst death is alsobrutes." I turned and faced the monkeys, and they fell
His power. He whose shadow is death,His shadow isback and finally fled. That is a lesson for all life -- face
immortality also. Take a still higher conception. Seethe terrible, face it boldly. Like the monkeys, the
how we are flying like hunted hares from all that ishardships of life fall back when we cease to flee
terrible,and like them,hiding our heads and thinking webefore them. If we are ever to gain freedom, it must
are safe. See how the whole world is flying frombe by conquering nature, never by running away.
everything terrible. Once when I was in Varanasi,I wasCowards never win victories. We have to fight fear
passing through a place where there was a large tankand troubles and ignorance if we expect them to flee
of water on one side and a high wall on the other. Itbefore us.