Suddenly, The Garden Is Undressed

An Ecstatic Free-Rendering of the Srimad Bhagavatam
by His Divine Presence, Adi Da Samraj


ADI DA SAMRAJ:   I will tell you a parable of ancient understanding. Imagine a deer in a garden of flowers, his attention caught by a female in the garden. Therefore, his senses are swooning in the fragrant maze of grazing grass, humming aloud with honey bees, where she moves. Thus distracted, he does not taste the scent of wolves, that wait ahead of him, hungry for blood. Nor does he hear the arrow at his back, that kills him at the heart.
Need I say it? The deer is Man in the ordinary way. He is the soul, involved with mind and senses. Flimsy passion wanders in the company of thighs. But lovers are like flowers. Their blossom is sudden, and suddenly it is gone. Attention wanders in the garden of the senses. Therefore, Life Itself is spent, in payment for exaggerations of taste and touch. But all our superficial pleasures and all our moving desires are themselves nothing more than the mechanical achievements of vagrant attention. A lifetime is nothing more than self-illusion, a temporary and troubled distraction from the Bliss of Eternal Transcendence.
While the soul sleeps in an unmindful state, attention wanders into realms of possibility. Now we are absorbed in sexual love, clinging to the household sounds of lovers and children. Like the deer in the garden, our ears are occupied with creaturely conversation, and our senses are fixed upon the taste and odor of the petty object we are born to Idolize.

Thus exiled in our dreamy houses, the years of days and nights pass unnoticed in their suddenness. But we are always fed upon by search and satisfaction, as by wolves in secret, unconscious, unobserved in our deadly meditation. Suddenly, the garden is undressed. Suddenly, the eloquent weapon of our devourer, who always followed us, is felt within the heart, heard within the mind, and all this Life is stolen in a moment.
Consider this well in the lesson of your own desiring. Bring the motive of the senses to rest in the mind itself. Convert the Current of Life from its worldly course, and surrender bodily, toe to crown. When the mind is thus made Full of Life, surrender it also, in the Heart.
Abandon the “married” disposition. Awaken to the Disposition of a devotee. Exceed the company of ordinary desirers, who only talk of food and sex and casual amusement. Yield attention to the Life and Self of all. Be Absorbed in the Living God, and thus transcend every kind of experience.

(Srimad Bhagavatam, Book 4, chapter 29, verses 52-55)


ADI DA SAMRAJ:  Thus Awakened, the true man says: I am amazed! This soul, the King of the World and the Master of Man, gave itself up to the mind of desires, and thus played into the bodily trap for years and years. I became nothing more than the pet deer of a childish woman.
I deceived myself. For what is there in common between a woman’s body (full of excrement and bad smell) and the imagery of flowers, such as fragrant purity and eternal beauty, which I attributed to her? I saw in her body what I only had in mind. A man thus becomes attached to the dying flesh of a woman, praising her in his heart: “Oh, how I love this face, this shapely nose, this goddess of smiles.” But, at last, what is the difference between a man whose principal delight is in a woman’s body-made of skin and flesh, blood, fat, nerves, bone, and marrow and a worm that loves to luxuriate in excrement, urine, and pus?
Through the senses of the body, attention comes in contact with the various objects of desire. The mind arises and moves when there is contact with the world of experience. But no one is disturbed by what he cannot see or hear or touch. Therefore, a man may transcend the play of desire by turning his attention from things in themselves, and yielding all attention to the Divine Person, through Love-Communion in the Good Company of the Spiritual Master. In this manner, a man’s mind becomes tranquil and clear. Then he may give up even his mind to the Radiant Self, the Master of the heart. When a man is thus free at the heart, he may live in the world as long as it is given, but he will only Exist in the Domain of God.

(Srimad Bhagavatam, Book 11, chapter 26, verses 7-26)


ADI DA SAMRAJ: Thus Awakened, the true woman says: O Master, what mortal woman Awakened to this understanding of Life could surrender herself to any ordinary man, who is always meditating on the great fear? The Master of the heart is the Domain of everything auspicious and wonderful. Those who surrender to the Divine Person are liberated from all experience by Transcendental Love. Awakened to my true need, I surrender only to You, the Radiant Self of all beings.
The body of a mortal man is an odorous corpse. It is nothing more than flesh and blood and bones, full of excrement, mucus, and wind, held together with a little skin and moustache, with nails and hairs from head to toe. Only a stupid woman, who has not Realized the Bliss of surrender in Your fragrant Company, would make a mortal man the Husband of her heart.
(Srimad Bhagavatam, Book 10, chapter 60, verses 42-45)


ADI DA SAMRAJ: Thus Awakened in the garden of the world, the lady surrenders to the Master of the heart, Who Abides Eternaliy in Radiant Bliss. And the Master gives Himself up to loving conversation with her, in the manner of a man. In that same Eternal Moment, the All-Pervading Master of Man appears simultaneously in the households of all devotees. In the form of His own devotees, male and female, husbands and wives, who transcend the garden of desire through Love-Communion with the Living God, the Eternal Master is occupied in all the two-armed ordinariness of humanity.
(Srimad Bhagavatam, Book 10, chapter 60, verses 58-59)


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