But he finds it is already dark and not possible to cut any grass. He tells his father, ”You did well to remind me,” and then picks up his sickle with a view to his assigned task. So he gently puts his hands on his shoulders and asks, ”What have you been doing, my son?” Kamal opens his eyes and looks around. Kabir finds that he has not chopped a single blade of grass for the cattle. His eyes are closed and he is wholly absorbed in the dance. The wind is dancing, the plants are dancing and Kamal is dancing with them. It is wrong to say that he is standing, he is actually dancing with the dancing plants. On reaching the forest, he finds Kamal standing in the thick of grass tall enough to reach his shoulders. Kabir makes inquiries and then goes to the forest with a few friends in search of his son. Kabir is worried, because he was expected to be back home for his midday meal. Morning turns into midday and midday passes into evening, and yet Kamal does not return home from the forest. Plants are dancing in the wind, as they are dancing right here before us.

Kamal goes to the forest with a sickle in his hands. One morning Kabir sends Kamal to the forest to bring green grass for the cattle. There is another anecdote, which is as beautiful, in the life of Kabir and his son Kamal. I was talking about Kabir only this morning.

So there is no way for the ego to affect Krishna’s vision in the least, because there is no ”thou” for him, no one is the other for him. Then why a sadhana? For what? This is the fundamental difference between Krishna and others. What Buddha and Mahavira attain after heroic efforts Krishna already has, without any effort whatsoever. WHERE BUDDHA ENDS KRISHNA BEGINS discipline? Did he ever meditate? Did he practice yoga? Did he ever fast and undergo other austerities? Did he retire to a jungle to practice asceticism? There is nothing, absolutely nothing like a sadhana in his whole life.

Krishna the man and his philosophy