It happened once upon a time on a gorgeous, full moon night…
In the heart of the forest as the moonlight shone through the canopy of trees, Krishna, an Indian god, plays on his flute the most beautiful love song. Krishna means “dark, loving, attractive force”. So when he plays his flute, everyone comes rushing forth and wants to be near him. So all the village maidens who hear his love song are magically and irresistibly drawn into the forest.
When they get there, they make a circle around Krishna and start dancing to his love song and having fun. Krishna, with his playful heart decides to multiply himself, so that every young maiden has a dance partner. The one becomes the many.
The girls are so happy and in love. Every one of them is dancing with her version of Krishna!
However, as time goes on, the girls start noticing that all the other girls are dancing with Krishna, too.
The mind kicks in and says, “This is not possible that, if the other girl is dancing with Krishna, who am I am dancing with…?” They start looking around the circle, outside of their experience. Not only is it not possible, but it’s not fair, that someone else gets to have the dance too. The bickering starts in their minds, soon they are complaining and jealous!
Krishna thought a moment what to do…as he see’s what is happening.
Krishna decides to withdraw from all the maiden girls, and reabsorb himself – except from one girl named Radha. Not so much because of her beautiful eyes, but because she is still totally immersed in the moment, in total absorption, and so inside herself, appreciating the flow of the dance with her Krishna.
He takes Radha away into the forest. All the maidens go crazy in their imaginations, wondering where is Radha? The thoughts of all these girls and their mind play have taken them out of their happiness and love.
The real teaching of the story is that we have everything we need inside of ourselves for our own fulfillment. We don’t need to be validated by some eternal affirmation. We don’t have to go outside of ourselves, but go inside and there it all is.
We have everything inside of ourselves for the taste of out own fulfillment.
This story is actually a classical Indian poem, called “Rasa Lila”, which is regarded the central message of one of India’s most important scriptures, the Bhagavata Purana.