In “The Sense of Wonder”, Rachel Carson, one of the consciences that kicked off the modern movement to cherish the Earth, writes:
If I had influence with the good fairy who is supposed to preside over the christening of all children I should ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life….
In a Rolling Stone conversation on 25th December 1980, Carl Sagan tells us that “we are bathing in mystery and confusion on many subjects.” He goes on to add that he thinks “that will always be our destiny. The universe will always be much richer than our ability to understand.”
Alan Watts illuminates what Rachel and Carl are pointing to in “Wisdom Of Insecurity: A Message for an Age of Anxiety”:
The greater the scientist, the more he is impressed with his ignorance of reality, and the more he realizes that his laws and labels, descriptions and definitions, are the products of his own thought. They help him to use the world for purposes of his own devising rather than to understand and explain it.
The more he analyzes the universe into infinitesimals, the more things he finds to classify, and the more he perceives the relativity of all classification. What he does not know seems to increase in geometric progression to what he knows. Steadily he approaches the point where what is unknown is not a mere blank space in a web of words but a window in the mind, a window whose name is not ignorance but wonder.
Alice Walker’s Pulitzer winning novel “The Color Purple” has these words: “The more I wonder, he say, the more I love.”
A king and a merchant wander into a hermitage in the forest. Both of them are miserable — completely baffled by the tribulations Life has sent their way (and, as i see it, saddened). The king, despite having been an exemplary ruler has been deposed. The merchant, despite having been successful, and good to his family, has been cast out.
Their dialogue with the sage Medhas is the “Devi Mahatmyam”, a 5th century Sanskrit text, which with vivid imagery describes the Divine’s battles with legions of powerful demons. These battles are to be read, Devadatta Kali writes (in the illuminating introduction to his translation of this text, “In Praise of the Goddess: The Devimahatmya and Its Meaning “) as “a universal allegory of human experience”.
Daphne du Maurier writes in the novel “My Cousin Rachel” that “life has to be endured, and lived. But how to live it is the problem.” The Devi Mahatmyam, among other things, takes on this profound question.
Devadatta explains that the Divine’s “adversaries represent the all too human impulses arising from the pursuit of power, possessions, and pleasure, and from the illusions of self-importance….the Devimahatmya’s killing grounds represent the field of human consciousness on which the drama of individual lives plays out” and “the demons of ego” are confronted.
The Divine faces demons ranging from the purely thuggish to the deviously sophisticated. Our inner torments are similar — from the direct assaults by anger, lust, greed, and jealousy to the more subtle provocations arising from pride, and self-deception.
In the final battle, we read the Divine facing the most powerful Mahisa who uses “the protective shield of his changing forms.” This is an enchanting and particularly profound set of verses. Until Mahisa “reveals his true form, he remains elusive and seemingly unconquerable.” Devadatta Kali writes:
In the same way, human delusion dons an array of guises to mask and protect the ego….Personal demons will continue to bedevil in one form or another until recognized for what they are.
Some of us see the narrative of the Devi Mahatmyam come alive every year as the Durga Pooja. This celebration, over a period of 10 days, is essentially a call to each of us. Responding to a question on whether life is worth living, the film-maker Stanley Kubrick said (in a September 1968 conversation, “Stanley Kubrick: The Playboy Interview — 50 Years of the Playboy Interview”) that “however vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.” The Devi Mahatmyam says, regardless of whether you believe in God or subscribe to a creed, be the Light.
Indeed, as Etty Hillesum (who died during the Nazi holocaust when she was 29 years young) points out (in “An Interrupted Life: The Diaries, 1941-1943; and Letters from Westerbork”), it is imperative that we do this:
Ultimately, we have just one moral duty: to reclaim large areas of peace in ourselves, more and more peace, and to reflect it towards others. And the more peace there is in us, the more peace there will be in our troubled world……each of us must turn inward and destroy in himself all that he thinks he ought to destroy in others.
The composer of the Devi Mahatmyam would agree with Etty. Devadatta writes that, in its deepest sense, the text is a narrative of the “moral choices between divisive egocentrism and the uniting power of selfless love.”
Centuries after the Devi Mahtmyam was first sung, we find an agnostic, eighty-year old Bertrand Russell (in an essay titled “How to Grow Old”) advising that we would do well to choose a life that makes “the walls of the ego recede”.
When “egocentricism” is de-throned, we realize as Alan Watts did (“The Book: On the Taboo Against Knowing Who You Are”): “The world outside your skin is just as much you as the world inside.”