Around 3 :45 I had a sudden adoration fit for Sri Aurobindo whom I admire dearly. I wanted to do him a pranam the first thing that morning so I went on line and wrote on the Auroville 'intranet', " Let me be the first to touch your feet this year, O Lord." It was at 3.55 a.m.
There was varied response from community members. On 18Th there was one that read," By nail or hair, let me be the second" This response was three days later on the 18Th, a sarcastic t-in-c reaction to my posting. If it were a race, the person who wrote that had no chance in hell to even get qualified.
The point is, why did I go on line? What was the need of announcing my admiration for Sri Aurobindo? The answer is: Auroville is as much collective as it is individual, as much inner as it is outer. A prayer that rises inside must go out there so that the sleeping are not forgotten. At least that was the occasion to make it public I thought. Did I think? I don't think I did when I did it. It was more of a spontaneous act. It was in a rush of inspiration. Inspiration, even if it were what westerners tag as 'religious', is INSPIRATION therefore spiritual in nature.
The world may also have a problem with the word guru. (alas! how it is caught up in semantics and etymology!) I haven't, and by that virtue, am not in conflict with the notions of the world. I have understood the landmarks on my own path and passage.
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