Let us run beside a particular crystalline stream, and we see that it courses through the lives of long centuries in their utter wonderment, assuring us that the ripe human soul has the prospects of lending itself to the growing self-perfection that can participate in the new creation. This is one individual line, distinct and noteworthy, of births wherein enter several elements shaped by the secret hand, even as it offers itself to the higher Will when it moves under the truest sunlight, in the Divine’s Grace.


Moses
“Along with God, it is the figure of Moses (Moshe) who dominates the Torah. Acting at God's behest, it is he who leads the Jews out of slavery, unleashes the Ten Plagues against Egypt, guides the freed slaves for forty years in the wilderness, carries down the law from Mount Sinai, and prepares the Jews to enter the land of Canaan.”


Floating down the river Nile in a basket let go by his mother Yocheved, the newly born baby was picked up by the kindly Pharaoh’s daughter and brought up by her in the palace. That baby, left in the charge of Providence, changed the history. Here grew a man who had a vision and, with the command received from God, who went to Egypt to save his people. What followed was the great exodus.


Not too long afterwards, Moses received the Commandments. But he found that, his people had become indulgent and were worshiping a Golden Calf. When threatened, he raged but turned not away from them. These are the Commands he received:


• I am the Lord your God who brought you out of the land of Egypt, from the house of slavery.

• You shall have no other gods before Me.

• Do not make an image or any likeness of what is in the heavens above.

• Do not swear falsely by the name of the Lord.

• Remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy.

• Honour your father and your mother.

• Do not murder. Do not commit adultery.

• Do not steal.

• Do not bear false witness against your neighbor.

• Do not covet your neighbor's house.


Moses finished advising the people and was preparing to leave, conferring blessings upon them. “He went up Mount Nebo to the top of Pisgah, looked over the country spread out before him, and died, at the age of one hundred and twenty. Moses was thus the human instrument in the creation of the Israelites nation; he communicated to it all its laws.”


Pythagoras
Pythagoras was the Rishi-Philosopher-Mathematician of the ancient Greece, born c. 580 BC. His friends were the numbers, and he heard the music of the spheres in their delightful relationship with each other; he was the first to give the scientific theory of sound. His theorem in geometry made him immortal in the world of flat space, the rational world, even as he established a school proclaiming the mystical wisdom.


It is said of him that “he spoke the truth no less than did the Pythian; Iamblichus tells the story that the Pythia prophesied that his pregnant mother would give birth to a man supremely beautiful, wise, and of benefit to humankind.” He was advised to go to Memphis and acquire the Egyptian wisdom.


In his secret school founded in Croton, Pythagoras formulated strict rules of virtue to be followed without any deviation. The school was open to both male and female students, something unusual in those days. The Pythagoreans used the lyre to cure illness of the soul or body; poetry recitations occurred before and after sleep to aid the memory.


“The Pythagoreans observed a rule of silence called echemythia, the breaking of which was punishable by death. This was because the Pythagoreans believed that a man's words were usually careless and misrepresented him and that when someone was in doubt as to what he should say, he should always remain silent. Another rule that they had was to help a man in raising a burden, but do not assist him in laying it down, for it is a great sin to encourage indolence, and they said departing from your house, turn not back, for the furies will be your attendants; this axiom reminded them that it was better to learn none of the truth about mathematics, God, and the universe at all than to learn a little without learning all. The Pythagorean society is associated with prohibitions such as not to step over a cross-bar, and not to eat beans. The Pythagoreans are known for their theory of the transmigration of souls, and also for their theory that numbers constitute the true nature of things.”


That some of these ideas of Pythagoras should have influenced the thinking of Plato is quite understandable. The sound rational element in him provided a secure basis for thought and knowledge and that was very acceptable to Plato.


Michael Angelo

The dome of the St Peter’s Basilica is the crowning glory of Michael Angelo, even as he said: “My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth’s loveliness.” Born in Florence, (6 March 1475-18 February 1564) Michael Angelo was surely one of the greatest artists who ever lived here on earth. His art mirrored beauty which, in a human body represented, rather housed, the divinity itself.


Michael Angelo was a painter, Michael Angelo was a sculptor, Michael Angelo was an architect, Michael Angelo was a diplomat. But perhaps Michael Angelo was none of these. Michael Angelo was simply a genius, some wonderful soul who had come to express himself in things of beauty, give to the psychic the preeminence that never it had earlier in man’s expression of the ungraspable. To depict the Biblical scenes with over 3,000 figures, for four years the artist painted lying on his back, just a few inches from the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, is itself an extraordinary feat. Genius he was, but he had the immense capacity also to do hard work.


Michael Angelo sculpted Pieta; he gave us the magnificent statue of David, justifying that he saw in the block of the Carrara marble an angel and that he had to be simply freed by chipping off the unnecessary parts hiding him. He set him free. “It is certainly a miracle that a formless block of stone could ever have been reduced to a perfection that nature is scarcely able to create in the flesh.”


Was Michael Angelo the Renaissance man or it is he who brought renaissance? Did he create time, or he was a product of unstoppable time? In any case, things were not the same afterwards. Another giant leap was taken by the evolutionary soul of man, a leap towards greater perfection which had in it the sweetness and flaming intensity of the psychic being.


Michael Angelo, “who was often arrogant with others and constantly dissatisfied with himself, saw art as originating from inner inspiration and from culture.” Perhaps the inspiration came from its primary source, and that is why it endures across the ages.


There is an anecdote connected with the Moses, San Pietro in Vincoli. It is said that Michael Angelo violently hit the knee of the statue with a hammer, shouting, "Why don't you speak to me?" And then speak it did.


It is said that in his private life Michael Angelo was a self-denying person, self-disciplined, moderate, kind of an ascetic, “indifferent to food and drink, eating”. He told his disciple: “However rich I may have been, I have always lived like a poor man.”


Victor Hugo

Victor Hugo (26 February 1802-22 May 1885) was a poet, novelist, playwright, essayist, visual artist, human rights campaigner, and perhaps the most influential exponent of the Romantic movement in France—this is what a website writes about him. Hugo's poetic and dramatic creations are unique in the French literary world. “Among many volumes of poetry, Les Contemplations and La Légende des Siècles stand particularly high in critical esteem.” The English world knows him better through his novels Les Misérables and Notre-Dame de Paris.


In his verse drama Cromwell, which was never staged because of its unwieldy length, Hugo urged his fellow artists to free themselves from the restrictions imposed by the French classical style of theatre, and thus sparked a fierce debate between French Classicism and Romanticism that would rage for many years.


However, the play that Hugo produced the following year—Hernani—would prove to be one of the most successful and groundbreaking events of nineteenth-century French theatre, the opening night of which became known as the “the Battle of Hernani”. What a storm it raged when he used the word “mouchoir” in his alexandrines, that word being considered inelegant, not having the dignity of the language of literature!


“Hugo began planning a major novel about social misery and injustice as early as the 1830s, but it would take a full 17 years for his most enduringly popular work, Les Misérables, to be realized and finally published in 1862. The author was acutely aware of the quality of the novel and publication of the work went to the highest bidder. The Belgian publishing house Lacroix and Verboeckhoven undertook a marketing campaign unusual for the time, issuing press releases about the work a full six months before the launch... Response ranged from wild enthusiasm to intense condemnation, but the issues highlighted in Les Misérables were soon on the agenda of the French National Assembly. Today the novel remains popular worldwide, adapted for cinema, television and musical stage to an extent equaled by few other works of literature.”


Caricature by Honoré Daumier, at the peak of Hugo's political career: "Hugo is the darkest of all the great serious men." (1849)


Victor Hugo's death, at the age of 83, generated “intense national mourning. He was not only revered as a towering figure in French literature, but also internationally acknowledged as a statesman who had helped preserve and shape the Third Republic and democracy in France. More than two million people joined his funeral procession in Paris from the Arc de Triomphe to the Panthéon, where he was buried.”


Amrita
He reminisces: I came to Pondicherry in 1905 for study. In 1910 Sri Aurobindo also arrived here. What a coincidence! I knew of his arrival on the third day itself, that is, on 7 April 1910. Finally one day, at about six in the evening, my friend Krishnaswami Chettiar and I started going towards where Sri Aurobindo’s house stood. We found the door bolted. We knocked at it with some hesitation. All of a sudden the door opened and left ajar. Sri Aurobindo had come and quietly turned back immediately. His indescribably beautiful small feet caught my eyesight!


The truth must manifest itself in the heart; the manifested truth must grow up step by step. How was I to have Sri Aurobindo’s Darshan? In the core of my heart burnt a living faith.


One day all of a sudden a thought arose in me; I told Ramasawami, “I would very much like to dine with you once.” I hoped that if I dined with him, Sri Aurobindo also would be there. He was bewildered and thought for a moment and questioned me: “But it is no vegetarian meal in Sri Aurobindo’s house; how do you propose to dine there?” I retorted: “What if there is no vegetarian meal? I am ready to dine with you all.” He told me to come next day straight from the school at 12 noon and join him. I was beside myself with joy… But…


I started now frequenting Sri Aurobindo’s house. My family members knew nothing of it. The duty of posting letters of Sri Aurobindo’s house luckily fell on me.


Bhakti is a divine acquisition, a thing of wonder; it cannot have its birth without divine grace. When the heart is aroused from sleep by the all-ruling grace, one sees that greatness. It is so delightful to the sight; then only one’s life, possessed of the knowledge of the Lord’s universal state and His transcendent state, will know how to live at once in all the three states.


Everyday I talked with Sri Aurobindo from five-thirty to six-thirty and returned home. It became easy for me to speak English. One day I asked Sri Aurobindo if I could stay with him. It was probably during November or December 1914. Instead of giving a direct answer he simply said me to pass the matriculation examination.


To pay the examination fees, I was short of Rs 9/- That was in 1915. But, when I went to him, I broached the subject. He handed over to me the required sum.


In the year 1914 I had the Darshan of the Mother.


Once as I was reading the Arya, Sri Aurobindo came, stood in front of the table and kept listening to my reading. When I lifted my head, I saw Sri Aurobindo standing there. I told him the reading was delightful but nothing could be grasped. He replied: “It is not necessary to understand it all at once. Go on reading. If you find a joy in reading, you must not stop it.”


That first sublime article in the Arya begins with the Rik from the Rig Veda. Hear:

 

She follows to the goal of those that are passing on beyond, she is the first in the eternal succession of the dawns that are coming,—Usha widens bringing out that which lives, awakening someone who was dead.... What is her scope when she harmonises with the dawns that shone out before and those that now must shine? She desires the ancient mornings and fulfils their light; projecting forwards her illumination she enters into communion with the rest that are to come.


Moses—Pythagoras—Michael Angelo—Victor Hugo—Amrita and in between Brihaspati and Hermes and Rudra entering into the birth doing the Yoga of Self-Perfection—that is the wonderful march in the Adhyatmayoga! That is the soul preparing itself to get into the new creation. That is the stream of crystalline births readying itsef to receive the rush of the oceanic flood, the flood of light and life and love, the sachchidanandaic possibilities of manifestation. This human potential is of another kind and needs centuries of preparation under the day-bright Abundance of the Divine Benevolence.