As
the Twentieth century Sage, Ramana Maharshi remarked: 'The intricate maze of
philosophy of different schools is said to clarify matters and reveal
Truth. But in fact they create confusion where no confusion need
exist. To understand anything, there must be Self. The Self is
obvious. Why not remain as the Self? What need to explain the
non-self? I was indeed fortunate that I
never took to philosophy. Had I taken to it, I would probably be
nowhere--always in confusion. My former tendencies directly took me to the
inquiry, 'Who am I?' It was
indeed fortunate.’
Standing
before this Sage I am acutely reminded of my deplorable state of spiritual
acumen. Yet, may I proffer this riposte: he mentions that he ‘never took to philosophy.
Had I taken to it, I would probably be nowhere…’ True enough. Yet for all of that, I would
contend that it’s no less true that in
his charming audacity to offer, constantly, to all visitors, the self-provoking
question: ‘Who am I?’, that invitation,
clearly, is of the highest philosophical significance.
His
inducement may be cast in an equivalent familiar Western version that echoes
from the Delphi Oracle: Know thyself!
In either instance, I submit, these inquires invite further pursuit. Yet both
would be strikingly incomplete without reference to the world at large. We are
not isolated beings foraging on a lonely
planet. Would you not, sir, appreciate that the Self can’t know itself without developing
relationships? Without intelligently interfacing
with Nature and Culture, we would remain bleak strangers to ourselves.
To continue
further along these lines. These two cited aphorisms belong to a tradition of beckoning inquiries that we ask ourselves
as we grow and live and test our being in
this world. Moreover, without that intercourse, my ‘I’ would remain vacant. Do we not soon
discover that by our natural affinity to know, act, and reflect, the objective universe
offers the ‘I’ a learning haven to remove
ignorance.
It needs to
be fondly remembered that you, sir, came from an unusual, restricted background, having been born in a poor
village in India, unfamiliar with formal education, and being isolated from normal, societal experiences
from early age on. No one is questioning your personal, exquisite route to
self-inquiry but only that its value fully expands as its pursuers take on the challenge of
modern living.
In
addition, if I may paraphrase your central probe, ‘Who am I?’, one finds there
the personal quest for the nature of humanness, an irresistible way of asking
what is human nature all about? And there we have it, for your quest puts us,
as does ‘know thyself’, inexorably at home seeking philosophy---the love and
pursuit of wisdom.
In closing,
it is unfortunate that you never had the encouragement to scrutinize the
Greco-Roman Masters along with the Medieval Schoolmen in Europe. Their ‘clarification’
may have guided you out of your ‘maze’.
The Wanderer