'Sai'- lence

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Right behind the darkness of closed eyes are the wondrous

forces of the universe, and all the great saints; and the endlessness of

the universe…wrote Paramahamsa Yogananda speaking about the beauty of

silence. Yes, it is …for the world of spirituality is the world behind

the closed eyes that brings the innate divinity. For the bestowed brand

of Sai Fraternity, 'Sailence' is the best of the boons offered by the

Avatar of the age, writes Prof. N. Kasturi on the magic behind the

silence in the Divine Presence of Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba, as

published in Sanathana Sarathi, May 1977.

'Sai'- lence

"Silence" is a word included in dictionaries of the English

language. According to the lexicographers, it means: "Absence of

sound; abstention from sounding; taciturnity; flavourlessness.†It is a

negative phenomenon, a vacuum where something is not, an exercise in

denial, an adventure of withholding. We abstain from speech when fear

benumbs the tongue, when shock puts the brain out of action, when passion

overwhelms, and when authority commands. At birth, we swallow a gasp; at

death, we hide a groan. We weigh the pros and the cons and when reason

tells us that ‘silence is golden and speech is gilt' we lapse into

silence and pride ourselves on our cleverness. Often, the words we have

are trivial currency for the massive transactions in which we are

involved and so, we are forced into silence! We speak of the 'silence' of

the tomb; dead men tell no tales. We speak of the 'silence' of snow clad

peaks, where a whispe r might trail off an avalanche. We speak of the

awesome silence on the moon where a whimper commits suicide on the lip.

We speak of the 'silence' of the desert, for, we believe that the vast

waste is devoid of the murmur of leaves, the chatter of birds, the gurgle

of rills, and the inquisitive dialogues of insects. We speak of the

silence of the ocean bed, where no echo can be heard of the roar of

waves, or the grunts, squeaks and squeals of aquatic folks. But, when all

is said that can be said about "Silence" it is but flavourless,

as the dictionary says. It is but a temporary manacle on the mouth, a

some time relief for the ear, a poetic fantasy falsified by facts, a

dream of anaemics disgusted with shrieks and shouts.

Let us turn to Sailence! This word is not found in dictionaries. No

lexicographer has commented on it. For, it is too ethereal to be swaddled

in syllables, too fine and filamental to be voiced about in vocabularies.

It is a positive state of mental peace; it is a vibrant experience of

individuals; it is a valued treasure; it is far richer and fuller than

Silence; it is a reward eagerly sought for; it is a possession highly

valued; it is an achievement won by Sadhana.

When the pilgrim leaves behind him the higgle haggle of the bazaar and

enters the temple, when he passes through the pillared halls, the painted

corridors and sculptured mantaps, when he picks his way through the dim

lit passages and steps, and stands before the Inner Shrine, he is greeted

by the Sailence, in the presence of Embodied Infinity. Sai is all the

Gods before whom man bows, kneels or prostrates. He greets with His Grace

all pilgrims in all lands in all ages.

When you proceed through any spoke, to take shelter from the gyrations

of circumferential existence to the axis, where calm prevails and

Sailence reigns, it is Sai, the All comprehensive Will, Intelligence,

Existence, and Bliss that welcomes you and enfolds you in invigorating

Love. Sailence is the home where all children of Sai find rest when,

tired of the game of worldly life, they run to the lap of the Mother. It

is the home in the region beyond A, U and M, beyond the bounds of

wakefulness, dream and sleep. It lies where the Pranava fades into the

faintest of fancy. Sailence is the height to which the soul climbs when

it yearns to reach the cloud from which it fell on its way to the sea of Grace where it was born.

We get a foretaste of the Bliss that Sailence. Is, when we sit face to

face with Sai, communing with Him in the language of the Heart, intent on

offering the little 'i' to the parent 'I' that He is. Those who have

installed Sai in their hearts can immerse themselves in that effulgent

Sailence, even when they are engaged in the tasks of daily life. Like the

fishes that come up every few minutes to fill their lungs with life-giving

air, they can, through the inner compulsion of Love, dive into that

Sailent pool in their hearts and draw sustenance and salvation there

from. They can assert, “In Sai we live and move and have our being. In

Sailence, vice grow and thrive and find our meaning and worth.†May that

Sailence be the dynamo that activates us into Lamps of Love and Sources

of Light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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