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Spiritual Wisdom
by Swami Vivekananda
The world is full of the talk of
love, but it is hard to love. Where is love? How do you know that there is
love? The first test of love is that it knows no bargaining. So long as you see
a man love another only to get something from her/him, you know that that is
not love; it is shop keeping. Wherever there is any question of buying and
selling, it is not love. So, when a man prays to God, "Give me this, and give
me that," it is not love. How can it be? I offer you a prayer, and you give me
something in return; that is what it is, mere shop keeping.
Bhakti yoga is the science of higher love. It
shows us how to direct it; it shows us how to control it, how to manage it, how
to use it, how to give it a new aim, as it were, and from it obtain the highest
and the most glorious results, that is , how to make it lead us to spiritual
blessedness. Bhakti yoga does not say, "Give up." It only says, "Love. Love the
Highest!" -- and everything low naturally falls off from him, the object of
whose love is the Highest.
The renunciation necessary of the
attainment of bhakti is not obtained by killing anything, but just comes in as
naturally as in the presence of an increasingly stronger light, the less
intense ones become dimmer and dimmer until they vanish away completely. So
this love of the pleasures of the senses and of the intellect is all made dim
and thrown aside and cast into the shade by the love of God Himself.
He who cries out with his whole
heart, "O Lord, I want nothing but Thee" -- to him the Lord reveals Himself.
A finite subject cannot love, not a
finite object is loved. When the object of the love of a man is dying every
moment, and his mind also is constantly changing as he grows, what eternal love
can you expect to find in the world? There cannot be any real love but in God:
why then all these loves? These are mere stages. There is a power behind
impelling us forward, we do not know where to seek the real object, but this
love is sending us forward in search of it. Again and again we find out our
mistake. We grasp something, and find it slips through our fingers, and then we
grasp something else. Thus on and on we go, till at last comes light; we come
to God, the only One who loves. His love knows no change and is ever ready to
take us in.
Why
should we expect anything in return for what we do? Be grateful to the man you
help, think of him as God. Is it not a great privilege to be allowed to worship
God by helping our fellow men.
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