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The
Indians
around
here
tell
a
cautionary
fable
about
a
great
saint
who
was
always
surrounded
in
his
Ashram
by
loyal
devotees
.
For
hours
a
day
,
the
saint
and
his
followers
would
meditate
on
God
.
The
only
problem
was
that
the
saint
had
a
young
cat
,
an
annoying
creature
,
who
used
to
walk
through
the
temple
meowing
and
purring
and
bothering
everyone
during
meditation
.
So
the
saint
,
in
all
his
practical
wisdom
,
commanded
that
the
cat
be
tied
to
a
pole
outside
for
a
few
hours
a
day
,
only
during
meditation
,
so
as
to
not
disturb
anyone
.
This
became
a
habit
-
tying
the
cat
to
the
pole
and
then
meditating
on
God
-
but
as
years
passed
,
the
habit
hardened
into
religious
ritual
.
Nobody
could
meditate
unless
the
cat
was
tied
to
the
pole
first
.
Then
one
day
the
cat
died
.
The
saint
’
s
followers
were
panic
-
stricken
.
It
was
a
major
religious
crisis
-
how
could
they
meditate
now
,
without
a
cat
to
tie
to
a
pole
?
How
would
they
reach
God
?
In
their
minds
,
the
cat
had
become
the
means
.
Be
very
careful
,
warns
this
tale
,
not
to
get
too
obsessed
with
the
repetition
of
religious
ritual
just
for
its
own
sake
.
Especially
in
this
divided
world
,
where
the
Taliban
and
the
Christian
Coalition
continue
to
fight
out
their
international
trademark
war
over
who
owns
the
rights
to
the
word
God
and
who
has
the
proper
rituals
to
reach
that
God
,
it
may
be
useful
to
remember
that
it
is
not
the
tying
of
the
cat
to
the
pole
that
has
ever
brought
anyone
to
transcendence
,
but
only
the
constant
desire
of
an
individual
seeker
to
experience
the
eternal
compassion
of
the
divine
.
Flexibility
is
just
as
essential
for
divinity
as
is
discipline
.
Your
job
,
then
,
should
you
choose
to
accept
it
,
is
to
keep
searching
for
the
metaphors
,
rituals
and
teachers
that
will
help
you
move
ever
closer
to
divinity
.
The
Yogic
scriptures
say
that
God
responds
to
the
sacred
prayers
and
efforts
of
human
beings
in
any
way
whatsoever
that
mortals
choose
to
worship
-
just
so
long
as
those
prayers
are
sincere
.
As
one
line
from
the
Upanishads
suggests
:
"
People
follow
different
paths
,
straight
or
crooked
,
according
to
their
temperament
,
depending
on
which
they
consider
best
,
or
most
appropriate
-
and
all
reach
You
,
just
as
rivers
enter
the
ocean
.
"
The
other
objective
of
religion
,
of
course
,
is
to
try
to
make
sense
of
our
chaotic
world
and
explain
the
inexplicabilities
we
see
playing
out
here
on
earth
every
day
:
the
innocent
suffer
,
the
wicked
are
rewarded
-
what
are
we
to
make
of
all
this
?
The
Western
tradition
says
,
"
It
’
ll
all
get
sorted
out
after
death
,
in
heaven
and
hell
.
"
(
All
justice
to
be
doled
out
,
of
course
,
by
what
James
Joyces
used
to
call
the
"
Hangman
God
"
-
a
paternal
figure
who
sits
upon
His
strict
seat
of
judgment
punishing
the
evil
and
rewarding
the
good
.
)
Over
in
the
East
,
though
,
the
Upanishads
shrug
away
any
attempt
to
make
sense
of
the
world
’
s
chaos
.
They
’
re
not
even
so
sure
that
the
world
is
chaotic
,
but
suggest
that
it
may
only
appear
so
to
us
,
because
of
our
limited
vision
.
These
texts
do
not
promise
justice
or
revenge
for
anybody
,
though
they
do
say
that
there
are
consequences
for
every
action
-
so
choose
your
behavior
accordingly
.
You
might
not
see
those
consequences
any
time
soon
,
though
.
Yoga
takes
the
long
view
,
always
.
Furthermore
,
the
Upanishads
suggest
that
so
-
called
chaos
may
have
an
actual
divine
function
,
even
if
you
personally
can
’
t
recognize
it
right
now
:
"
The
gods
are
fond
of
the
cryptic
and
dislike
the
evident
.
"
The
best
we
can
do
,
then
,
in
response
to
our
incomprehensible
and
dangerous
world
,
is
to
practice
holding
equilibrium
internally
-
no
matter
what
insanity
is
transpiring
out
there
.
Sean
,
my
Yogic
Irish
dairy
farmer
,
explained
it
to
me
this
way
.
"
Imagine
that
the
universe
is
a
great
spinning
engine
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
want
to
stay
near
the
core
of
the
thing
-
right
in
the
hub
of
the
wheel
-
not
out
at
the
edges
where
all
the
wild
whirling
takes
place
,
where
you
get
can
frayed
and
crazy
.
The
hub
of
calmness
-
that
’
s
your
heart
.
That
’
s
where
God
lives
within
you
.
So
stop
looking
for
answers
in
the
world
.
Just
keep
coming
back
to
that
center
and
you
’
ll
always
find
peace
.
"
Nothing
has
ever
made
more
sense
to
me
,
spiritually
speaking
,
than
this
idea
.
It
works
for
me
.
And
if
I
ever
find
anything
that
works
better
,
I
assure
you
-
I
will
use
it
.
I
have
many
friends
in
New
York
who
are
not
religious
people
.
Most
,
I
would
say
.
Either
they
fell
away
from
the
spiritual
teachings
of
their
youth
or
they
never
grew
up
with
any
God
to
begin
with
.
Naturally
,
some
of
them
are
a
bit
freaked
out
by
my
newfound
efforts
to
reach
holiness
.
Jokes
are
made
,
of
course
.
As
my
friend
Bobby
quipped
once
while
he
was
trying
to
fix
my
computer
:
"
No
offense
to
your
aura
,
but
you
still
don
’
t
know
shit
about
downloading
software
.
"
I
roll
with
the
jokes
.
I
think
it
’
s
all
funny
,
too
.
Of
course
it
is
.
What
I
’
m
seeing
in
some
of
my
friends
,
though
,
as
they
are
aging
,
is
a
longing
to
have
something
to
believe
in
.
But
this
longing
chafes
against
any
number
of
obstacles
,
including
their
intellect
and
common
sense
.
Despite
all
their
intellect
,
though
,
these
people
still
live
in
a
world
that
careens
about
in
a
series
of
wild
and
devastating
and
completely
nonsensical
lurches
.
