hat if you meet a stranger and he tells you: "Come, follow me!"
What if some strange knock wakes you up in the middle of the night and tells you: "You have wasted your life following your master".
What if one day you find that after 10 years of sadhana
you are still where you started from?
This is possible. This can happen to anyone seriously seeking "That" by which everything gets known. Such moments of revelation can disillusion the seeker. These very moments can also lead the seeker to the True Master. Such masters are rare and their work is usually done in silence and in secret.
They are the reluctant masters. Reluctant because they don't have a choice. Not a word will they speak nor move an inch of their own accord. Yet they seem to control the fate of those who are seen around them.
They are not here to transform people or society; nor is their purpose to improve mankind. These masters do not perform miracles or heal people. Yet miracles happen, healing takes place, people get transformed and mankind benefits by their presence. But they deny changes and refuse to take credit for them. According to them, all this is part of God's leela
(play) and all that has to happen has already happened!
The only freedom you have is to drop your ego and get in touch with the source. The source that is inside you, pulsating with the rhythm of this very existence. That is the only freedom you have. Everything else is an illusion. Only a real master can lead you to the path that crosses all barriers of illusions.
Such masters may be rare and reluctant, but they are always waiting for you.
You may receive a message, an address or a personal visit from these masters. They could be dressed like ordinary people, living ordinary lives. They could be from any profession: from cobbler, chef, gardener, driver to an accountant, or CEO of a corporate house. No job is good or bad for them. It does not really matter. What matters is the Divine.
The first meeting with any such master will be the moment of truth - and death for the seeker. Truth of the seeker and the master, and death of the past and the future.
What transpires between the reluctant master and the seeker will be only 'now', in the present moment. Every moment their relationship will happen. Every moment they will communicate and pierce the hearts of the seekers of the Divine. The seeker will die every moment and live every moment.
However, the heart that is pierced is not the physical heart. That is just an organ of the body.
What keeps man alive?
What force pumps the blood?
What makes the physical body and the heart pulsate to a certain rhythm?
How does one breathe?
Where does the vital force originate and where does it end?
Where is the life force stored and how does it get revitalised?
The answer lies in the lotus of the (principal) heart. Only a competent master, from the lineage of the most secretly guarded ancient tradition of initiation, is permitted to reveal it to the 'chosen few' seekers directly under the supervison of the Divine.
These masters can never be sought in crowds. Nor will they have an army of disciples. They will be waiting somewhere for their chosen disciples: in remote huts in a jungle or in somebody's house. There will be no dazzling display of personality or oratorial skills. They will sit quietly. But one look from them is enough to seduce you to the Divine. Such masters could take you by your hand in your full wakefulness, in your own physical body, to other realms of existence.
Such masters exist. Not only in India but throughout the world. But there are only a few hundred of them at any given time on earth. They remain unknown to the world. Only their closest disciples know about them.
If you meet such a master, let him catch you. Allow him to take you wherever he can.
But how would you know? Only he will know whether you are ready. Only he can extend his hand. You only need to be available.
Without such masters, no meditation can help. At the most, it would make you a little relaxed, and enhance your talents. A businessman would become a refined businessman. A poet would write with more clarity. And so on.
Unless a competent master burns all old sanskaras
(impressions in the mind) cleansing out the grossness, your anger, greed, lust and ambition, which remain hidden, may surface at a moment of crisis. There are so many schools of meditation, so many teachers and so many masters. But look at their disciples. They are the same!
If you want enlightenment, pray sincerely to God, and the real master will arrive. And when he arrives, you will know.