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There is a wonderful
story in one of the Upanishads about the
god Indra.
It happened at
this time that a great
monster had enclosed all the
waters of the Earth, so there was a terrible drought, and the
Earth was in a very bad condition. It took
Indra quite a while to
realize that he had a
box of thunderbolts and that all he had to
do was drop a thunderbolt on the
monster and blow him up. When he did
that, the waters flowed, and the
Earth was refreshed, and Indra said, "What a great
boy am I."
So, thinking, "What a great
boy am I," Indra goes up to the
cosmic mountain, which is the central
mountain of the
Earth, and decides to build a palace worthy of
Indra. The main carpenter of the gods
goes to work on it, and in very quick order he
gets the palace into pretty good condition.
Every
time Indra comes to inspect it, he has bigger
ideas about how splendid and grandiose the
palace should be. Finally, the carpenter says, "We
are both immortal, and there is no
end to his desires.
I am caught for
eternity." So he decides to go
to Brahma, the
creator god, and
complain.
Brahma sits on a
lotus, the symbol of
divine
energy and
divine
grace. The
lotus grows from the navel of
Vishnu, who is the sleeping god, whose dream is the
Creation. So the carpenter comes to the edge
of the great lotus pond of
Creation and tells his story to
Brahma.
Brahma, "You go home.
I will fix this up."
Brahma gets off his
lotus and kneels down to address sleeping
Vishnu. Vishnu just makes a
gesture and says something like, "Listen,
fly, something is going to
happen. "
Next morning, at
the gate of the palace that is being built, there appears a
beautiful blue black
boy with a lot of
children around him, just admiring his
beauty. The porter at the gate of the new
palace goes running to Indra, and
Indra says, "Well, bring in the
beautiful blue black
boy." The beautiful blue black
boy is brought in, and
Indra, the king
god, sitting on his throne, says, "Young
boy, welcome. And what brings you to my
palace?"
"Well," says the beautiful
blue black boy with a voice like
thunder rolling on the horizon, "I have been told that you are building such a
palace as no Indra before you ever built."
Indra says, "Indras before me,
young boy what are you talking about?"
The beautiful blue black
boy says, "Indras before you. I
have seen them come and go, come and go. Just think, Vishnu sleeps
in the cosmic void, and the
lotus of creation grows from his navel. On the
lotus sits
Brahma, the
creator.
Brahma opens his
eyes, and a world
comes into being, governed by an
Indra. Brahma closes his
eyes, and a world goes out of being. The life of
a Brahma is
four hundred and thirty two thousand years.
When he dies, the lotus goes back, and
another lotus is formed,
and another
Brahma. Then
think of the galaxies beyond galaxies in
infinite
space, each a
lotus, with a
Brahma sitting on it, opening his
eyes, closing his
eyes. And Indras?
There may be wise
men in your court who would volunteer to
count the drops of water in the
oceans of the Earth or the grains of
sand on the beaches, but no one would count those
Brahmin, let alone those Indras."
While the beautiful blue black
boy is talking, an
army of ants
parades across the floor. The beautiful blue
black boy laughs when he sees them, and
Indra's hair stands on end, and he says to the
boy, "Why do you
laugh?"
The
beautiful blue black
boy answers,"Don't ask unless you are willing to
be hurt."
Indra says, "I ask. Teach." (That, by the
way, is a
good idea:
you don't teach until you are asked. You
don't force your
mission down an
individual's throats.)
The beautiful blue black
boy points to the ants and says, "Former
Indras all. Through many lifetimes they rise from the lowest conditions to
highest illumination. And then they
drop their thuderbolts on the monster, and they think, 'What a good boy am
I.' And down they go again."
While the
beautiful blue black
boy is talking, a crotchety old yogi comes into the palace with a
banana leaf parasol. He is naked except for a
loincloth, and on his chest is a little disk of hair, and half the hairs in the
middle have all dropped out.
The beautiful blue black
boy greets him and asks him just what
Indra was about to ask.
"Old yogi, what is
your name? Where do you come from? Where is
your family? Where is your house? And what is
the meaning of this curious constellation of
hair on your chest?"
"Well," says the crotchety
old yogi, "my name is Hairy. I don't have
a house. Life is too short for that.
I just have this parasol.
I don't have a family. I
just meditate on Vishnu's feet, and think of
eternity, and how
time is passing. You
know, every time an Indra dies, a
world disappears; these
things just flash by like that. Every
time an Indra dies,
one hair drops out of this circle on
my chest. Half the hairs are gone now. Pretty
soon they will all be gone. Life is short. Why
build a house?"
Then the two disappear. The
beautiful blue black
boy was Vishnu, the Lord Protector,
and the old yogi was Shiva, the
creator and destroyer of the Earth, who had just come for the instruction of
Indra, who is simply a god
of history but
thinks he is all of
Creation.
Indra is sitting there on the throne. He is completely
disillusioned. Indra calls the carpenter and says,
"I am quitting the building of this palace. You
are dismissed." So the carpenter got his intention. He is dismissed from the
job, and there is no more house building going on.
Indra decides to go out and be a yogi and just
meditate on the
lotus at the feet of Vishnu. Only
Indra has a beautiful queen named Indrani. And
when Indrani hears of Indra's plan, Indrani goes to
the priest of the
gods and says, "Now Indra
has got the idea in his
head of going out to become a yogi."
"Well," says the priest,
"come in with me, darling, and we will sit
down, and I will fix this up."
So they
sit down before the king's throne, and the
priest says, "Now,
I wrote a book (sacred writings) for you
many years ago on the
art of politics. You are in the position of the
king of the gods. You are a manifestation of the
mystery of
Brahma in the field of
time. This is a high privilege. Appreciate it,
honor it, and deal with
life as though you were what, in
reality, you really are. And besides, now
I am going to write you a book on the art of love so that you
and your wife will
know that in the wonderful
mystery of the two that are one, the
Brahma is
radiantly present also."
With this set
of instructions, Indra gives up his idea of going out and becoming a yogi and
finds that, in life, he can represent the
Eternal as a symbol of the
Brahma. So each of
us is, in a,
way, the Indra of his own life.
You can make a choice, either to throw it all off and go into the
forest to meditate, or to stay in
man's world, both in the life of your job, which is the kingly job of
politics and achievement, and in the
love life with your
wife and family.
-from The
Power of Myth,
interview of Joseph Campbell, mythologist, by Bill Moyers,
journalist.
Akhenaten
Revelation
The
Gnawing
God's Promise
Power of Imagination
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