二十一 蒙福与挚爱
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XXI
华盛顿， 1894年10月27日。
蒙福而深爱的朋友，
此时你想必已收到我之前的几封信。请你原谅我有时语气过于严峻，然而你深知我对你的情谊。你曾多次要求我将在此间的行踪及讲演报告一一告知于你。我在这里所做的，与我在印度时别无二致——始终仰赖于主，从不预作计划……再者，你须知晓我在此地须不停工作，实无暇将思绪整理成书；这般不断的奔忙已使我的神经消耗殆尽，令我深感疲惫。你们、G·G君以及所有马德拉斯的友人，为我所做的那番无私而英勇的事业，令我感激之情难以言表。然而此举并非为了张扬我的名声，而是为了使你们认识到自身的力量。我生性不善组织，我的秉性倾向于学问与冥思。我以为我已付出了足够多的努力，如今我渴望休息，并向那些从我导师（梵文：Guru，即敬爱的上师）处来归于我的人稍作传授。如今你们已知晓自己所能成就的事，因为这一切真正是你们所为——马德拉斯的年轻人——你们才是真正的主角，我不过是一个名义上的旗帜。我是一位出离（Tyâgi）的遁世修行者（游方僧，Sannyasin）。我只求一事。我不信仰一个不能拭去寡妇之泪、不能为孤儿送去一片面包的神或宗教。无论理论如何崇高，哲学如何精密——只要它囿于典籍与教条之间，我便不称之为宗教。眼睛长在额头而非后脑之上。勇往直前，将你们引以为豪、自称为宗教的东西付诸实践，愿主赐福于你们！
莫注目于我，当注目于你们自身。我很欣慰自己成了激发这一热忱的契机。请善加利用这一热忱，顺势而行，一切自会步入正轨。爱永不失败，我的孩子；今日或明日，抑或数世纪之后，真理终将得胜。爱必赢得最终的胜利。你们爱你们的同胞吗？你们须到何处去寻找神——那些穷人、可怜人、弱者，难道不都是神的化身吗？为何不先礼敬他们？为何要在恒河（Gangâ）之岸掘井取水？请相信爱的无穷力量。谁在意那些虚名浮誉的闪光泡沫？我从不在意报纸上的只字片语。你们若有爱——便是无所不能的。你们若能做到完全无私——便是不可阻挡的。成就一切的是品格。是主在深海之中护佑祂的子民。你们的国家需要英雄；做英雄吧！愿主赐福于你们！
所有人都希望我回印度去。他们认为若我返回，我们便能成就更多。然而我的朋友，他们是误解了。眼下的这番热忱不过是一点民族情感，并无深远的意义。若它是真实而诚挚的，你们便会在不久之后发现，数以百计的英雄将挺身而出，接续这份事业。因此，请认识到真正完成这一切的是你们自己，继续前行吧。莫要依赖我。阿克霍伊·库马尔·高什（Akshoy Kumar Ghosh）在伦敦。他从伦敦发来了一封盛情的邀请，邀我前往米勒小姐（Miss Müller）处。我希望在明年一月或二月成行。巴塔查里亚（Bhattacharya）也来信催我回去。然而这里是多么广阔的一片天地啊！我与这个或那个"主义"何干？我是主的仆人，普天之下还有比这里更好的传播一切崇高理念之地吗？在这里，即便有一人与我为敌，也有百双手伸出援手；在这里，人与人之间互相感怀，为彼此的苦难而洒泪，女性如同女神一般神圣！即便是愚钝之人，在被人称颂时也会昂然而立；懦夫在大局已定之时，也会摆出勇者的姿态。但真正的英雄，在默默无闻中劳作。有多少尊佛陀在寂灭中消逝，才得以有一位得以彰显！我的孩子，我信仰神，我也信仰人。我相信济助苦难之人。我相信为了拯救他人，甘愿深入地狱。谈及西方人？他们给予了我食物、庇护、友谊与保护——甚至那些最为正统的基督徒也不例外！而当我们的出家人（游方僧，Sannyasin）前往印度时，我们的人是如何对待他们的？你们连碰都不愿碰他们，因为他们是"秽种"（Mlechchha）！没有任何人，没有任何民族，我的孩子，能够憎恶他人而得以长久存续；印度的厄运，正是在他们造出"秽种"一词、断绝与他人往来的那一天便已注定。请慎重对待这种观念。空谈吠檀多（Vedanta）固然轻巧，但即便付诸实践其中最微小的教诲，又何其艰难！
永远祝福你的，
辨喜（Vivekananda）敬上。
附言。请时刻警惕这两件事——对权力的渴望与嫉妒之心。请始终培育"对自己的信念"。
附注
English
XXI
Washington, 27th October, 1894.
Blessed And Beloved,
By this time you must have received my other letters. You must excuse me for certain harshness of tone sometimes, and you know full well how I love you. You have asked me often to send over to you all about my movements in this country and all my lecture reports. I am doing exactly here what I used to do in India. Always depending on the Lord and making no plans ahead.... Moreover you must remember that I have to work incessantly in this country, and that I have no time to put together my thoughts in the form of a book, so much so, that this constant rush has worn my nerves, and I am feeling it. I cannot express my obligation to you, G. G., and all my friends in Madras, for the most unselfish and heroic work you did for me. But it was not at all meant to blazon me, but to make you conscious of your own strength. I am not an organiser, my nature tends towards scholarship and meditation. I think I have worked enough, now I want rest and to teach a little to those that have come to me from my Gurudeva (venerable Guru). You have known now what you can do, for it is really you, young men of Madras, that have done all; I am only the figurehead. I am a Tyâgi (detached) monk. I only want one thing. I do not believe in a God or religion which cannot wipe the widow's tears or bring a piece of bread to the orphan's mouth. However sublime be the theories, however well-spun may be the philosophy — I do not call it religion so long as it is confined to books and dogmas. The eye is in the forehead and not in the back. Move onward and carry into practice that which you are very proud to call your religion, and God bless you!
Look not at me, look to yourselves. I am happy to have been the occasion of rousing an enthusiasm. Take advantage of it, float along with it, and everything will come right. Love never fails, my son; today or tomorrow or ages after, truth will conquer. Love shall win the victory. Do you love your fellow men? Where should you go to seek for God — are not all the poor, the miserable, the weak, Gods? Why not worship them first? Why go to dig a well on the shores of the Gangâ? Believe in the omnipotent power of love. Who cares for these tinsel puffs of name? I never keep watch of what the newspapers are saying. Have you love? — You are omnipotent. Are you perfectly unselfish? If so, you are irresistible. It is character that pays everywhere. It is the Lord who protects His children in the depths of the sea. Your country requires heroes; be heroes! God bless you!
Everybody wants me to come over to India. They think we shall be able to do more if I come over. They are mistaken, my friend. The present enthusiasm is only a little patriotism, it means nothing. If it is true and genuine, you will find in a short time hundreds of heroes coming forward and carrying on the work. Therefore know that you have really done all, and go on. Look not for me. Akshoy Kumar Ghosh is in London. He sent a beautiful invitation from London to come to Miss Müller's. And I hope I am going in January or February next. Bhattacharya writes me to come over. Here is a grand field. What have I to do with this "ism" or that "ism"? I am the servant of the Lord, and where on earth is there a better field than here for propagating all high ideas? Here, where if one man is against me, a hundred hands are ready to help me; here, where man feels for man, weeps for his fellow-men and women are goddesses! Even idiots may stand up to hear themselves praised, and cowards assume the attitude of the brave when everything is sure to turn out well, but the true hero works in silence. How many Buddhas die before one finds expression! My son, I believe in God, and I believe in man. I believe in helping the miserable. I believe in going even to hell to save others. Talk of the Westerners? They have given me food, shelter, friendship, protection — even the most orthodox Christians! What do our people do when any of their priests go to India? You do not touch them even, they are Mlechchhas! No man, no nation, my son, can hate others and live; India's doom was sealed the very day they invented the word Mlechchha and stopped from communion with others. Take care how you foster that idea. It is good to talk glibly about the Vedanta, but how hard to carry out even its least precepts!
Ever yours with blessings,
Vivekananda.
PS. Take care of these two things — love of power and jealousy. Cultivate always "faith in yourself".
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文本来自Wikisource公共领域。原版由阿德瓦伊塔修道院出版。