From the Editor’s Desk

Life on the earth-plane, as we know it, is characterised by change, a constant change, an endless change and change from moment to moment with no rest at all. We are ever in a state of continuous flux, moving rapidly along the current of time, of course in the time space, long or short, as the case may be.

Change is the law of life – life commingling with matter. Apart from matter there is no change in the current of life and life per se is all effulgent radiantly ecstatic and yet dynamic and full of energy. And again, this energy or force is not blind nor it acts blindly as other forces of nature are and do but vitally sentient and orderly, presenting a pattern which is at once powerful, mindfull and blissful – Sat, Chit, Anand. This then is Elan Vitae, the vital Life-Force, full of vivacious dash. It makes and unmakes vast creations with countless forms of various colours and designs, as it meanders through the mass of matter. It is by far different from matter and it makes itself felt and known through matter that serves as its reflecting mirror.

We are a curious mixture of life-spirit and matter, two highly disparate principles in themselves and yet wonderfully held together. It is in the human material that the spirit shines forth the most and works out to the fullest either way, running down through subhuman strata of existence to inhuman and unhuman condition or rising upwards through superhuman to Divine Forms of Godly Humans and Godhood as one may choose to direct, control and manipulate the potential in him. In short it is given to man a micro-god in essence to reach the Highest Heights of Godhood or to fling himself down to the deepest depths of degradation and downright damnation.

We are precariously perched on the axle-tree of a delicate sea-saw. By ourselves we are unable to hold our balance and are frequently tossed up and down or from side to side as the winds and waters of life splash fiercely and furiously around us and more often than not lose our hold on the barque which springs, leaks and unwittingly sinks down with all our wits about us. The siren songs of the world allure us to our doom in spite of our best resolves. It is only a bold, brave and sagacious Odysseus who can save his mariners by binding them down and steering clear between Scylla and Charybdis – mind and matter – and take us back safely through the perilous journey of life to our Home in the happy valley of Gods there to dwell eternally free from sorrow and pain.

This then is the only way of escape from the buffets of the world. A true horseman keeps himself firmly entrenched in the saddle with his feet rooted in the stirrup on either side. The world is but a training ground for the soul and the soul that is truly trained by the Master shoots out of the body as arrow flies from the bow and becomes one with the bull’s eye. He who hits the mark unflinchingly with no thought of himself and of his environs gets the hero’s award – Life Everlasting. This crowning Glory only comes through the Grace of a Perfect Master well-versed both in the theory and practice of Para Vidya, or the Science of Soul which lies beyond the senses, mind and intellect. True Knowledge is an action of the soul, independent of the senses.