
One day, King Lavana was sitting on his throne when a juggler entered the court and said to the king, “I shall show you something wonderful!” As he waved a bunch of peacock feathers, there entered into the court a cavalier leading an exquisitely beautiful horse. The juggler requested the king to ride that horse and roam freely throughout the world. The king closed his eyes and sat motionless. Seeing this, everyone in the court became silent; no one dared to disturb the king’s peace. After some time, the king opened his eyes and began to tremble as if in fear. As he was about to fall down, the ministers supported him. Dismayed to see them, the king asked “Who are you, and what are you doing to me?” The worried ministers said to him, “Lord, you are a mighty king of great wisdom and yet this delusion has overpowered you. What has happened to your mind?”
“As soon as I saw this juggler wave his bundle of peacock feathers, I jumped on the horse that stood in front of me and went away on a hunting expedition. The horse took me into an arid desert…I rested under a tree, and while I was resting, the horse ran away. When I awoke, it was dark. Shortly after sunrise I saw a girl dressed in black carrying a plate of food, she said, “I will give you food only if you will marry me.” “I consented; survival was the foremost consideration then. Soon I was a member of her tribe. My wife gave birth to a daughter and three more children closely followed… I spent many years among this tribe, suffering the agonies of a family man with a wife and children to feed and to protect…Time rolled on and I became old… My heart had shed all compassion… I drifted like a dry leaf in the wind, as if my only mission in life was eating… Afflicted by famine, many people left the country and migrated elsewhere. I too left the country with my wife and children… I was moved by attachment and pity..I decided the best way to end these miseries was to end my life. So I raised a pyre and as I ascended that pyre, I shuddered and found myself in this court, being hailed and greeted by all of you.” As the king said this, the juggler vanished. The ministers said, “Lord, he cannot be a juggler, for he was not interested in money or a reward. Surely, some divine entity wished to demonstrate to you and all of us, the power of cosmic illusion. From all this, it is clear that this world we see is nothing but the play of the mind, and the mind itself is but the play of the omnipotent, infinite Being. The mind is able to fool even men of great wisdom. Otherwise, how could the king, who is well versed in all branches of learning, fall prey to his bewildering delusion?”
This story is from the Yoga Vasistha, one of many such stories in this narration of a dialogue between the sage, Vasistha and Prince Rama, who was an incarnation of God. These teaching stories reveal that what we think is real is not necessarily so. Its teachings are simple: the world is nothing but Consciousness. This Consciousness becomes the mind when it identifies itself with separate objects which are only vibrations within its own being. From this tendency, the world is born. Sage Vasistha tells Rama that the world we know only exists in the mind. “In the twinkling of an eye it creates countless worlds and in the twinkling of an eye it destroys them. Even as an able actor plays several roles one after the other, the mind assumes several aspects one after the other. It makes the unreal appear as real and vice versa; and on account of this it seems to enjoy and to suffer. ”
So what does it mean that the world is an illusion when it looks and feels very tangible, particularly when our emotions are in upheaval, seemingly caused by the relationships we encounter within existence? In my experience, it is my beliefs about the stories I tell myself about my existence that is not real. My thoughts create a version of reality based on my beliefs. As I grow and change my beliefs and thoughts, my reality also changes. In the same way, every person’s experience is unique with its own personal nuances based on the sum total of their past experiences and no two people will have the same perspective in any given situation, no matter how similar their beliefs on the subject. We create our own realities, nothing is really, really real.
Most of the time we are all under the illusion that we are other than the greatness of who we truly are, feeling separate, unloved, unworthy and powerless. That is what is referred to as illusion. When we have such a world view, then the world is unreal.
Vasistha says: “What is more mysterious, Rama, than that the mind is able to veil the omnipresent, pure, eternal, and infinite Consciousness, making you confuse it with this inert physical body?.. Just as an actor is able to portray different personalities, the mind is able to create the different states of consciousness, such as the waking and dream states. How mysterious is the mind that is able to make the king, Lavana feel that he is a primitive tribesman! The mind experiences what the mind itself constructs. The mind is nothing but what has been put together by thought: knowing this, do as you please.”
Prince Rama continues to listen to the moral of this story from the sage, Vasistha: “When the mind is fully awake to its own fancies and is filled with them, it is wakeful dream. The false notions of experiences during sleep, which yet appear to be real, are dreams. In the dream wakeful state, one recalls past experiences as if they are real now. When these are abandoned in favor of total inert dullness, it is sleep.”
The Yoga Vasistha is a remarkable Hindu Scripture that teaches the path to awakening to the truth of who we are, that we are that absolute Consciousness. It points us to the knowledge that the world is an illusion created by the mind and shows the way to liberation through contemplation and self-inquiry.
In later posts I will be looking at other scriptures that reveal that nothing is real, that this world is but a play of Consciousness and we are the actors.