The unlimited adventures of spiritual life are the means by which we can actually conquer death. By nature we are the eternal soul, so as these bodies gradually age and ultimately fall, we naturally move on to our next destination. We will all meet with this inevitable adventure, the next phase of our journey through life. Yet for most people it is a great unknown and a fearful conclusion.
To be ignorant of our eternal conscious identity places us in the hands of countless fears. Fear of survival, fear of feeding oneself, fears of maintaining our families, being loved or appreciated. Then, meeting frustrations throughout our personal lives we may even fear the idea of being an eternal person, someone who is held accountable for their actions. Finally there is fear of not being supremely independent, having to submit to a higher power.
Real adventure means to face all our fears and conquer them. Hiding away or trying to convince ourselves otherwise are symptomatic of cowardly behavior. To bury our heads in the sand only covers our vision of the truth, the ostrich is not out of danger, just the danger is out of his sight. Fear arises due to our becoming absorbed in the dreamlike condition of our material life. Whilst dreaming at night we become so engrossed that we fail to remember our bodies sleeping in the bed. Completely identifying with our dreamworld we forget our worldly duties and relationships. We may even experience being attacked by a tiger in our dream, running and screaming to escape. Yet, someone awake, watching our tossing and turning will not fear the tiger, for him it does not exist. Feeling concern, he may attempt to awaken us, thus relieving our distress. Upon awakening we immediately remember our actual identity and real life, the fears for the tiger now gone. Similarly, when we awaken from our material slumber we again become aware of our true spiritual identity and of our pure loving relationships on that platform. We remember that we have an incredible comrade known as Krishna, the original adventurous person and source of all fearlessness. With our consciousness of Krishna, our eternal friend and lover, finally restored, we once again taste the real adventure of the spirit. This rush of excitement of reuniting with Krishna through chanting his names, is so incredible that all other thrills appear insignificant.
For those tasting the transcendental bliss of chanting Krishna's names, searching for ways to give others this treasure becomes an unparalleled adventure. To try and awaken others to their real existence and their true potential is certainly a risky challenge. It is so much an adventure that even Krishna himself, the original pure consciousness, takes on this pastime. Descending as Gauranga, Sri Krishna Chaitanya, he personally unleashes a great flood of love and compassion upon the world, unconcerned with our disqualification for such priceless jewels. Unable to tolerate seeing the self-inflicted frustrations and fears of the people, Sri Chaitanya brings the highest wealth of pure love and seeks that everyone takes. To become an instrument of divine love in the hands of the supreme lover, Sri Chaitanya, is an unmissable opportunity for extraordinary adventure. Without doubt there will be risks and obstacles in such an endeavor, yet these act to enhance the flavour of the love, a ever-increasing love of reciprocation between Gauranga and his devotee. To be such an instrument of love, compassion and knowledge means that we will receive more ourselves. It is in giving that we receive. A hosepipe does not create water, it simple delivers it. The more it sprays, the more passes through it. Similarly, Sri Chaitanya is the fountainhead of this pure love and compassion, which passes down through the medium of his loving devotees. By acing as their servants, we will have this very love and compassion flowing through us. That is a sensation which does not have a comparison in this world of temporary fixes.
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare
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