Correspondence with Sri Aurobindo
The Complete Set
You will see from J's letter what has happened. I am absolutely moribund and gasping; don't see the way. Cursing myself every minute.
All that is rather excessive. It would be better to stop dying, gasping and cursing.
What have all these to do with Yoga?
It has nothing to do with Yoga. Usual human tangles, sir.
The Yoga of oblation, sacrifice and severe austerities would be better.
There is no such Yoga.
– No hankering for fame, name or meddling with others' affairs,
That also is not Yoga.
I have lost all faith, confidence, hope, and if all that is gone, what else remains for me to do here?
Good God! What a shipwreck in a teacup! Kindly cultivate a sense of proportion. Learn the lessons of experience, ponder them in silence and do better next time – that would be more sensible.