Glass Barriers
a romantic fiction novel in India by Rolf A. F. Witzsche
Volume 5A of the 12-volume series, The Lodging for the Rose

Page 43
Chapter 5 - The Light of India

      "I would say the bottom line is that we are all human beings in this vast sea of individuality," I interjected. "Mary merely clarified the truth that our humanity, our divinity, is the one thing that we are all fundamentally married to as the reality of our being all across the world."

      "The yogi said that we are one country and one people. The boy-yogi's message was that we are a single human family, capable of living together and loving one another. That was the essence of his experience. It was an incredible experience. He taught all who would listen to honor all women and to treat them with respect, and likewise one-another, and to end the female genocide that had ravished India for over 2000 years, and to uplift one-another with diligence and love into a new sense of life, because that it what he found to be possible and to be the essence of our humanity as human beings, a people with a profound spiritual nature."



      Indira paused and served the evening tea. "The boy-yogi's name is Neelkanth," said Indira, continuing her story. "Let me tell you more of his story, because it combines so much of what India really is. The problem-ridden society that we see today is not what India is at its very soul. What we have today is the leftover mess of the Colonial Dark Age that we still try to recover from. Against this background the quest the boy Neelkanth is important to us for our future. As I said, he was an eleven year old boy when he set out alone to experience the wonders of nature and the power of the human soul, and to seek the knowledge about both that had remained hidden for too long in the unknown. He had probably never imagined himself that his quest would become a journey that would last for seven years and extend across 12,000 Km of our land, a land that contains all the features of the whole world brought together, ranging from the driest desserts on earth to the tallest mountains and the wettest rainforests, including two of the greatest rivers that have nourished the cradle of the oldest civilization. On his path across this extremely varied land he grew more on the inside as a human being by standing still and in awe of all life, and in awe of the world that cradled all living things, than he grew physically. To my knowledge, Peter, no other boy, man, or woman, has ever undertaken such a journey before him, or since. It was an achievement of a man unparalleled in the history of the world. It became a spiritual journey in which a youth was uplifted, who in turn uplifted a whole nation with the knowledge that he gained. It seems that he gathered together all the fragments that had endured of India's precious gem from the time before the Vedic and Brahmanic Dark Age. He became nourished by the still lingering 'ghost' a spiritually scientific knowledge that had remained preserved in temples and in the minds of holy persons. He raised that knowledge higher with his keen spiritual insight built on countless discoveries along the way.

      "So, Peter, what really is it that have you come to see here in India? What is it that you want me to show you that you can take back with you and enrich America with? We have the highest mountains on earth, the deepest gorge, the densest forests, the most bewitching scenery, and the most mystic spiritual history that you can imagine that has fed a vast see of culture that is rooted in the very beginning of civilization. This means that the history of India and that of this eleven-year-old boy-yogi is also your history and the history of all the people on this planet. We truly are all one people, Peter. Mary didn't really discover this, she merely put this self-evident fact on the plate of society on a modern scientific platform in a scientific age. But the truth of it has always been known. We breathe the same air, share the same planet, laugh the same, love the same, sing the same songs as human beings do, although the lyrics and melodies vary. And we feel the same pain and the same joy, and have the same power to overcome barriers and to meet incredible challenges. That's what the boy Neelkanth discovered and taught us, and lived for, and hoped to inspire all of India with, and mankind as a whole. He was a yogi and a scientific searcher, a searcher for the secrets of life, a discoverer of the secrets of living in a peaceful and rich manner. Was Mary any different? You speak of Mary's four development streams. They are mental streams, scientific streams. In these steams she drew together the vast scene of the spiritual history of mankind and its infinite future on an orderly scientific platform that she outlined as a pedagogical structure. Didn't she do anything different than what the boy-yogi did? When the boy-yogi became a famous swami he merely presented to the world what can be achieved, and invited the world to follow his path and make the same discoveries. Isn't that also what Mary did? She presented her pedagogical structure to the world as a blank page with a few outlined suggestions and a few related examples, together with 144 pieces of a puzzle that she bids the scientific and spiritual searchers to explore. It took her a lifetime to put this together and it covers a wider world than the boy Neelkanth had traversed. And that is what she laid before us. She is a teacher that teaches nothing, but bids us to discover ourselves as a human being. The boy Neelkanth did something similar with his example."

      "So what are saying with this?" I asked. "What is it that you want me to take home with me to America as India's gift? I came to share with you my own discovery of what I saw in Mary's work, of what seems to be the latest step in the journey of mankind out of its long sequence of dark ages. But you are telling me that the prior steps were just as rich and profound, even if they didn't go quite as far."

      Indira shook her head. "I just wanted to tell you that the truth has always been known that we are all human beings together as children of a common humanity. We have always lived with this truth in our hearts and let it move us within the context of the movements of the ages. I am saying that the Chandela temples of Khajuraho were no less profound than Mary's pedagogical structure. They were a part of a great Hindu Renaissance. Mary's 'temple' as it were, was a part of a great Renaissance of Science, a part of the dawn of the scientific age. I am giving you a parallel to take home as a gift of India, of the Hindu people. I am giving you something that is just as profound and just as puzzling, and just as enriching."

      "In this the case I want to see it all," I said to her. "I want to experience that parallel from the ground up."

      "I can't give you the experience that the boy had won for himself, which enabled him to help India to reclaim a treasure form its history. But I can take you to some of its places along the boy's path. That's possible with modern air transportation."

      She went inside an brought a book out. "I can take you to Haridwar on the banks of the Ganges, for the Ceremony of Lamps, the Harki Pedhi Arti," she said. "He is known to have been there. For thousands of years devout Hindus have gathered there to pay their respects to India's most sacred river by placing lamps afloat on its waters. I can also take you to the mountain village of Sripur that is famous for its grand shrine, Kamleshwar Muth where the boy is reported to have faced a man-eating lion or tiger alone in the night. He faced the great beast fearlessly and with respect for all life, and in his calm the beast caused him no harm. Also that is where his great achievements as a yogi began. Nearby in the Himalayas, at 11,300 feet, stands the Badrinath Temple, one of India's most revered temples. I can take you there, but there won't be anyone there. The temple closes for six months of the year due to the deadly cold winter in the Himalayas. He was there at the time of winter, a time when everyone was leaving the place for the warmer climates below. From there he began a six month journey of astonishing spiritual strength, climbing higher into this ice-bound world, crossing an 18,000-foot pass to the sacred peak of Mt. Kailash at the holy shores of Lake Mansarovar, the highest lake in the world that is also the source of four of India's largest rivers, the Indus, Brahmaputra, Karnali and Sutlej. From there he made his way across the deepest gorge in the world, located in the Annapurna Mountain range, cut by the Kali Gandki River. And from there, still at the 12,000-foot level, he visits Muktinath the site of an ancient temple of Lord Vishnu that still stands to the present day, encircled by 108 waterspouts that represent the 108 names for God. We can see all of these places from the air if you wish.

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