6th November 1968
With love, Jai Shri Hari.
You must not waste time as of now. Why go through the irony of closing your eyes after an awakening? Wide-eyed, glimpse the handsome god fluting in the blossoming pastures, busy with spirited antics in earthly Vrindavana. There is no need for the figment of one's imagination to see him. He is nearby...absolutely close...clearly perceptible...we just need to open our eyes and sight him. Lord Krishna inconceivable without his grace, truly exists in our imagination as well.
But in reality when he is intent on granting us an all-consuming intimacy; hungry for uniting with us (The very foundation of a religion of union is that the individual partial and manifest self must ultimately be joined with the universal, whole and un-manifest Self) then why be content with the mazes and mysteries of love?
Come and have a look! The dark-hued youthful Krishna stands in the tribhanga mudra (an angular posture of Krishna depicted playing the flute with bent legs, hips and neck) enchanting the cowherds. The nikunja (bower, a particular meeting-place of Radha and Krishna in Vrindavana) is resplendent with his moonlit smile. Steeped in love, his beloveds drawn together by devotion to the dark god...dishevelled at times...bedecking themselves sometimes, imply the pathos of longing within by their side-long glances.
This interpersonal romantic exchange, laying the ground of some romantic dalliance, has Krishna enflaming the desire of the individuated soul for union with god. Just think over Vijay, leaving this idyllic community where did you disappear? Why are you straying around, having lost the way? Just recollect the same terrain...the glorious season of Krishna's manifestation as human lover and divine incarnate and you will remember the entire scenario. And soon after irresistibly absorbed in the joy of belonging, attain the terrifying rush of a divine and transcendental love.
Come let us seek this immortal connection, its spontaneity, a certain closeness adorning this spontaneity...a delicious anguish in this intimacy...and the same desire becoming a paradigm of the seeker for ultimate reality. Where can you possibly find such loving tenderness in this mundane world and its enthused exultation? Just snuggle in the deeper ecstasies of devotion and watch! You complain you can't, unless the handsome god forcefully binds you in his love-noose, making it impossible to break free.
I endorse your viewpoint but be focused on this objective. Counting each moment with dedicated devotion exquisitely wait for that joyous moment of union with the divine. Then the handsome god can't be resolutely calm. Celebrated as the quintessential romantic hero or nayaka, Krishna is moved soon enough by the adulation of his bhaktas... eagerly desirous for his beloveds. With mischief and spontaneity, tenderness and teasing, and the beauty of his dark body, Krishna enflames the desire of the individuated soul for union with god. He is hungry too for the fulfillment of love, so why would he delay!
With love,Yours Bobo.