Disciple of Sri Swami Vishwananda Experiences …
The Inner Meaning of Bala Krishna Sucking His Toe
The Inner Meaning of Bala Krishna Sucking His Toe
In a recent experience, a disciple of
Sri Swami Vishwananda was working with him to select a Murti for a temple which
Swamiji will inaugurate at the proper Divine time. Gurudev sent various
pictures to this disciple, one after another, which did not touch the heart of
his disciple. Due to this, very early in the picture selection process of
choosing the Murti, this disciple happily surrendered the decision of which
Murti choice to him, Sri Swami Vishwananda. The disciple did not know at that
time that the SatGuru had a greater, magnificent plan. The disciple became
slightly confused as to why Beloved Gurudev kept sending various pictures of
Murtis such as ones cast in the five metals of India and the black color of
some Murtis of Indian origin, and so forth. Yet, slowly the pictures kept
appearing, one by one.
Then this week of September 1-5, 2015
a picture came wherein when the eyes beheld the likeness of the Deity in white
marble with the only colors being the White of the Marble and Gold … jewelry, crown, foot
decoration, belt and clothes of white folds and drape with a small gold design
scattered over the cloth carved into the marble, it took the disciple’s breath
away and bhakti tears came as the heart opened to this Murti picture. And the
disciple saw and felt the picture of the Deity was indeed the Deity, Itself. As
bhakti tears and deep feelings of Love and Devotion came from the depths of the
soul, the disciple realized that all along the SatGuru, Sri Swami Vishwananda
had been leading the disciple inside the Self for the disciple to select the
Murti of this Maha Deity which resonated with the Love and Devotion of this
disciple for the Deity within the disciple’s essence, atma, soul, sacred heart.
This feeling brought forth the amrita from the Atma Essence of this disciple as
Krishna so sweetly shows us in the story and the picture of “Bala Krishna
sucking his toe".
The disciple woke
at 2 a.m. September 9, 2015 (today) and Beloved Gurudev had sent, on I-Phone, a
picture of “Bala Krishna sucking his toe” See above a copy of the Krishna
picture of the one Swamiji sent to his disciple. Then the disciple found a
Youtube Video of this and (see video embedded below) also read the story of the inner meaning
of “Bala Krishna sucking his toe” from the Srimad
Bhagavatam, Canto 12, Chapter 9, Text 1-34 (given
below) . In grateful humbleness, the
disciple realized that the Beloved SatGuru, Sri Swami Vishwananda had
orchestrated, with great patience, this selection of a Murti for a Temple the
disciple is creating so that this one could have the experience of living the inner meaning of “Bala Krishna
sucking his toe".)
Each of us has this same amrita, the nectar of the Gods within our bodies as Krishna so
beautifully demonstrated in his giving us the story of “Baby Krishna
sucking his toe.” This story comes to us through the experience of Sage Markandeya,
Srimad Bhagavatam, Canto 12, Chapter 9, Text 1-34
Suta Gosvami said:
The Supreme Lord Narayana, the friend of
The Supreme
Personality of Godhead said: My dear Markandeya, you are indeed the best of all
learned brahmanas. You have perfected your life by practicing fixed meditation
upon the Supreme Soul, as well as by focusing upon Me your undeviating
devotional service, your austerities, your study of the Vedas and your strict
adherence t
We are perfectly satisfied with your
practice of lifelong celibacy. Please choose whatever benediction you desire,
since I can grant your wish. May you enjoy all good fortune.
The sage said: O Lord of lords, all
glories to You! O Lord Acyuta, You remove all distress for the devotees who
surrender unto You. That you have allowed me to see You is all the benediction
I want.
Such
demigods as Lord Brahma achieved their exalted positions simply by seeing Your
beautiful lotus feet after their minds had become mature in yoga practice. And
now, my Lord, You have personally appeared before me.
O lotus-eyed Lord, O crest jewel of
renowned personalities, although I am satisfied simply by seeing You, I do wish
to see Your illusory potency, by whose influence the entire world, together
with its ruling demigods, considers reality to be materially variegated.
Suta Gosvami
said: O wise Saunaka, thus satisfied by Markandeya's praise and worship, the
Supreme Personality of Godhead, smiling, replied, "So be it," and
then departed for His hermitage at Badarikasrama.
Thinking always of his desire to see
the Lord's illusory energy, the sage remained in his asrama, meditating
constantly upon the Lord within fire, the sun, the moon, water, the earth, air,
lightning and his own heart and worshiping Him with paraphernalia conceived in
his mind. But sometimes, overwhelmed by waves of love for the Lord, Markandeya
would forget to perform his regular worship.
O brahmana Saunaka, best of the
Bhrigus, one day while Markandeya was performing his evening worship on the
bank of the Pushpabhadra, a great wind suddenly arose.
That wind
created a terrible sound and brought in its wake fearsome clouds that were
accompanied by lightning and roaring thunder and that poured down on all sides
torrents of rain as heavy as wagon wheels.
Then the four great oceans appeared
on all sides, swallowing up the surface of the earth with their wind-tossed
waves. In these oceans were terrible sea monsters, fearful whirlpools and
ominous rumblings.
The sage saw
all the inhabitants of the universe, including himself, tormented within and
without by the harsh winds, the bolts of lightning, and the great waves rising
beyond the sky. As the whole earth flooded, he grew perplexed and fearful.
Even as Markandeya looked on, the
rain pouring down from the clouds filled the ocean more and more until that
great sea, its waters violently whipped into terrifying waves by hurricanes,
covered up all the earth's islands, mountains and continents.
The water inundated the earth, outer
space, heaven and the celestial region. Indeed, the entire expanse of the
universe was flooded in all directions, and out of all its inhabitants only
Markandeya remained. His matted hair scattered, the great sage wandered about
alone in the water as if dumb and blind.
Tormented by hunger and thirst,
attacked by monstrous makaras and timingila fish and battered by the wind and
waves, he moved aimlessly through the infinite darkness into which he had
fallen. As he grew increasingly exhausted, he lost all sense of direction and
could not tell the sky from the earth.
At times he
was engulfed by the great whirlpools, sometimes he was beaten by the mighty
waves, and at other times the aquatic monsters threatened to devour him as they
attacked one another. Sometimes he felt lamentation, bewilderment, misery,
happiness or fear, and at other times he experienced such terrible illness and
pain that he felt himself dying.
Countless millions of years passed as
Markandeya wandered about in that deluge, his mind bewildered by the illusory
energy of Lord Vishnu, the Supreme Personality of Godhead.
Once, while wandering in the water,
the brahmana Markandeya discovered a small island, upon which stood a young
banyan tree bearing blossoms and fruits.
Upon a branch of the northeast
portion of that tree he saw an infant boy lying within a leaf. The child's
effulgence was swallowing up the darkness.
The infant's
dark-blue complexion was the color of a flawless emerald, His lotus face shone
with a wealth of beauty, and His throat bore marks like the lines on a
conchshell. He had a broad chest, a finely shaped nose, beautiful eyebrows, and
lovely ears that resembled pomegranate flowers and that had inner folds like a
conchshell's spirals. The corners of His eyes were reddish like the whorl of a
lotus, and the effulgence of His coral-like lips slightly reddened the
nectarean, enchanting smile on His face. As He breathed, His splendid hair
trembled and His deep navel became distorted by the moving folds of skin on His
abdomen, which resembled a banyan leaf. The exalted brahmana watched with
amazement as the infant took hold of one of His lotus feet with His graceful
fingers, placed a toe within His mouth and began to suck.
As Markandeya beheld the child, all
his weariness vanished. Indeed, so great was his pleasure that the lotus of his
heart, along with his lotus eyes, fully blossomed and the hairs on his body
stood on end. Confused as to the identity of the wonderful infant, the sage
approached Him.
Just then
the child inhaled, drawing Markandeya within His body like a mosquito. There
the sage found the entire universe arrayed as it had been before its
dissolution. Seeing this, Markandeya was most astonished and perplexed.
The sage saw the entire universe: the
sky, heavens and earth, the stars, mountains, oceans, great islands and
continents, the expanses in every direction, the saintly and demoniac living
beings, the forests, countries, rivers, cities and mines, the agricultural
villages and cow pastures, and the occupational and spiritual activities of the
various social divisions. He also saw the basic elements of creation along with
all their by-products, as well as time itself, which regulates the progression
of countless ages within the days of Brahma. In addition, he saw everything
else created for use in material life. All this he saw manifested before him as
if it were real.
He saw before him the
In that vast sea he again saw the banyan tree growing
on the tiny island and the infant boy lying within the leaf. The child glanced
at him from the corner of His eyes with a smile imbued with the nectar of love,
and Markandeya took Him into his heart through his eyes. Greatly agitated, the
sage ran to embrace the transcendental Personality of Godhead.
At that moment the Supreme Personality of Godhead, who
is the original master of all mysticism and who is hidden within everyone's
heart, became invisible to the sage, just as the achievements of an incompetent
person can suddenly vanish.
After the Lord disappeared, O brahmana, the banyan
tree, the great water and the dissolution of the universe all vanished as well,
and in an instant Markandeya found himself back in his own hermitage, just as
before.
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