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Vyasa and the dairy-maids
Once there was a great sage named Vyasa. He lived near one
of the big rivers in India, called the Yamuna. In those days one
had to cross the river by ferry boats, and one day when he wished
to cross, the ferry, for some reason, did not show up. He noticed
that some dairy-maids of the village of Vrindaban were seated
on the bank, also waiting. They had tubs of butter, milk and yogurt
with them, to be carried to market across the river. The dairy-maids
were getting worked up, and quite anxious about not getting there
before their produce began to spoil. Vyasa said to them, "I
am very hungry." Now the milkmaids, thinking "This is
a famous holy man, who keeps no money; so it is surely our duty
to feed him," asked him to help himself. So Vyasa drank and
ate and ate and drank till he had finished about half of their
wares. People like Vyasa can acquire great spiritual power, and
sometimes this comes out as "miracles." That is why
Vyasa could say to the river: "O Yamuna! If I have
not eaten anything today, let your waters part and allow
us to walk through." And sure enough, the waters of the river
parted, leaving a pathway through which they all walked! (You
may have heard of a similar incident in the Bible.)
When they reached the other bank the dairy-maids were in astonishment.
"What?! He ate all that food and then he says to the river,
'If I have not eaten today, may your waters part!' What does it
mean?"
Well, it means this: Vyasa, being enlightened, no longer thought
of himself as a body or mind. Constantly he kept himself in the
thought "I am the soul, the Atman. No action, good or bad,
belongs to me. It is the work of the Universal Doer." His
ego had gone.
Srimad Bhagavatam
Rama's devoted crow
Prince Rama was looked upon as God embodied on earth. Not only
human beings were devoted to him, but also many of the animal
kingdom. One of those was a crow. The story goes like this:
One day Rama and his younger brother Lakshman were walking
beside Lake Pampa. Lakshman noticed on the other side of the lake
a large crow, behaving strangely. It would run up to the water,
look at it, bend its head, and then run back into the forest without
drinking. It was seen to do this several times. So Lakshman (who
had great respect for his brother's opinions) asked Rama what
he could make of it. Why should a bird act like that? Rama gave
one look at that crow and said, "Oh, I can tell you: this
one is very devoted to me -- so much so that he has my name constantly
upon his tongue. Just now he is thirsty, quite thirsty. But to
drink the water he would have to interrupt his repeating of my
name, and he just cannot bear to do that."
Ramayana
A surprise for Pushpadanta
Lord Shiva is often accompanied by his bull, a wonderful shiny
creature, whose statue you can see crouched on the ground in front
of Shiva, in most of the temples built in his honor in India.
Nandi is the name by which the bull is usually known, and he is
considered very wise and powerful. After all, he has to carry
the Lord of the Universe around on his back! You can imagine,
too, what big white teeth Nandi has.
This story is about a worshipper of Shiva named Pushpadanta.
Pushpadanta was a great scholar and poet, and a disciple of the
philosopher Sankara. He wanted to write a deep philosophical poem
celebrating Shiva, the object of his devotion. So he labored hard
and spent years in perfecting this poem. But you know, even when
people do great things, they often get big egos as a result: they
are overly proud of their work. So it was with Pushpadanta. When
the poem was finished he presented it to the Lord in the temple,
with great flourish.
Shiva just glanced at it. "Go, look into the mouth of
Nandi," he said. "Ask him to open his mouth wide."
The poet was taken aback! Why do that? But he went up to the bull
and asked him to open his mouth. There, to his great surprise,
he found every verse of his poem, on the teeth of Nandi, engraved
in tiny letters. "You are not the author of anything,"
Shiva explained. "All this was written long ago; you are
merely the instrument of its coming out."
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