XX.11:Where is illusion, where is the world; where is attachment or detachment; where is jiva or Brahman for me, who am ever pure.
XX.13:Where are instruction and scriptural injunction, where is the disciple and where is the preceptor; where indeed is the object of life for me who am absolute good and free from limitation.
So what good is it being round this Dude? Well I can tell you a little about that having been around a few of them. It’s like having your own Hadron Collidor where you can get the sense sometimes of the willful emergence into the Inconscient that the maintainance of an ego involves. The Dude doesn’t bother:
XX.14: Where is existence, where is non-existence; where is unity, where is duality: What need is there to say more? Nothing emanates from me.
Yes certainly nothing emanates but neverthless things happen around him. My friend Pete and me went on a holy tour of South India visiting places and teachers, Adyar, Tiruvanamalai, Jillelamudi (Ama). At Kanchipuram we went to the great temple to take the darshan of the murthi there. Normally Westerners would not be allowed into the holy of holies but we were wearing dhotis and had the proper mien. Arati was in process and we took the blessing of the flaring camphor. Afterwards Pete who knows things said to me:
- We ought to take the darshan of Sri Shankaracarya Jagath Guru.( aka Sri Chandrashakarendra, aka The Sage of Kanchi)
- O.K. I said, though I knew nothing much about him taking him to be the head of the Monastery set up by Shankara in the 9th.C. I had no sense of him or his religious prowess at that time. Tell this to a Hindu and they will look at you as though you fell off the moon.
The place where he gave darshan was a little hut surrounded by a picket fence ten foot or so from the door. This was to keep the devotees from crowding him but oddly there was only a handful of people there. A number of monk attendants were with him bearing long ceremonial staffs with little orange pennants at the top, just like the ancient pictures of forest sages.
Members of the audience were asking questions of the Guru which he answered. These I am told would be generally of a material order - should I open that shop, this operation is uncertain what do you advise and so on. In a lull in the proceedings I was taken aback by being addressed by a chief attendant who said to me:
- Enhance yourself. (Actually he said announce yourself, but I was a little deaf then)
My puzzled look caused him to explain:
- What is your name, where are you from?
- I am Michael, and I am from Ireland.
- Have you a question for His Holiness?
That stumped me and I blurted:
- Should I continue on with my studies?
Shankaracarya Jagathguru looked at me with a smile from where he was hunched down on his heels in the doorway. Lifting his hands in the air above his head and turning them out towards me, he said:
- Please continue.
Now remember I was 10ft. plus away from him and had no idea of what his rank was but when he made that gesture towards me I immediately felt it like a push in my chest that made me stagger back. Something emanated from him and blessed me. Shaktipat they call it.