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Sunday, May 28th 2017

12:05 AM

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THOUSAND ISLAND PARK,
 
August, 1895.
 
DEAR MRS. BULL,
 
     ...Now here is another letter from Mr. Sturdy.  I send it over to you.  See how things are being prepared ahead.  Don't you think this coupled with Mr. Leggett's invitation as a divine call?  I think so and am following it.  I am going by the end of August with Mr.  Leggett to Paris, and then I go to London.
 
     What little can be done for my brethren and my work is all the help I want from you now.  I have done my duty to my people fairly well. Now for the world that gave me this body—the country that gave me the ideas, the humanity which allows me to be one of them!
 
     The older I grow, the more I see behind the idea of the Hindus that man is the greatest of all beings.  So say the Mohammedans too.  The angels were asked by Allah to bow down to Adam.  lblis did not, and therefore he became Satan.  This earth is higher than all heavens; this is the greatest school in the universe; and the Mars or Jupiter people cannot be higher than we, because they cannot communicate with us.  
 
The only so-called higher beings are the departed, and these are nothing but men who have taken another body. This is finer, it is true, but still a man-body, with hands and feet, and so on. And they live on this earth in another Âkâsha, without being absolutely invisible.  They also think, and have consciousness, and everything else like us.  
 
So they also are men, so are the Devas, the angels.  But man alone becomes God; and they all have to become men again in order to
become God. ...
 
Yours etc.,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
 
 
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[Letter to Mr. E. T. Sturdy]
 
HOTEL CONTINENTAL,
3 RUE CASTIGLIONE, PARIS,
 
26th August, 1895.
 
Aum tat sat
 
DEAR FRIEND,
 
     I arrived here day before yesterday.  I came over to this country as the guest of an American friend who is going to be married here next week.  
 
I shall have to stop here with him till that time; and after that I shall be free to come to London.  Eagerly anticipating the joy of meeting you,
 
Ever yours in Sat,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
 
 
 
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Saturday, May 27th 2017

12:05 AM

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[Letter to Francis Leggett]
 
C/O MISS DUTCHER,
THOUSAND ISLAND PARK, N. Y.,
 
31st July, 1895.
 
DEAR FRIEND,
 
     I wrote you before this a letter, but as I am afraid it was not posted carefully, I write another.
 
     I shall be in time before the 14th.  I shall have to come to New York before the 11th anyway.  So there will be time enough to get ready.
 
     I shall go with you to Paris, for my principal object in going with you is to see you married.  When you go away for a trip, I go to London.  That is all.
 
     It is unnecessary to repeat my everlasting love and blessings for you and yours.
 
Ever your son,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
 
 
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U. S. A.,
 
August, 1895.
 
     By the time this reaches you, dear Alasinga, I shall be in Paris. ...I have done a good deal of work this year and hope to do a good deal more in the next.  Don't bother about the missionaries.  It is quite natural that they should cry.  Who does not when his bread is dwindling away? The missionary funds have got a big gap the last two years, and it is on the increase.  
 
However, I wish the missionaries all success.  So long as you have love for God and Guru and faith in truth, nothing can hurt you, my son.  But the loss of any of these is dangerous.  You have remarked well; my ideas are going to work in the West better than in India. ...I have done more for India than India ever did for me. ...I believe in truth, the Lord sends me workers by the scores wherever I go—and they are not like the ...disciples either—they are ready to give up their lives for their Guru.  Truth is my God, the universe my country.  I do not believe in duty.  
 
Duty is the curse of the Samsari(householder), not for the Sannyâsin.  Duty is humbug I am free, my bonds are cut; what care I where this body goes or does not go?  You have helped me well right along.  The Lord will reward you.  I sought praise neither from India nor from America, nor do I seek such bubbles.  I have a truth to teach, I, the child of God.  And He that gave me the truth will send me fellow workers from the earth's bravest and best.  You Hindus will see in a few years what the Lord does in the West.  
 
You are like the Jews of old—dogs in the manger, who neither eat nor allow others to eat. You have no religion, your God is the kitchen, your Bible the cooking-pots. ...You are a few brave lads. ...Hold on, boys, no cowards among my children. ...Are great things ever done smoothly?  Time, patience, and indomitable will must show.  I could have told you many things that would have made your heart leap, but I will not.  I want iron wills and hearts that do not know how to quake.  
 
Hold on.  The Lord bless you.
 
Ever yours with blessings,
 
VIVEKANANDA
 
 
 
 
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Friday, May 26th 2017

12:05 AM

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[Letter to Mr. F. Leggett]
 
C/O MISS DUTCHER,
THOUSAND ISLAND PARK, N. Y.,
 
7th July, 1895.
 
DEAR FRIEND,
 
     I see you are enjoying New York very much, so excuse my breaking into your reverie with a letter.
 
     I had two beautiful letters from Miss MacLeod and Mrs. Sturges.  Also they sent over two pretty birch bark books.  I have filled them with Sanskrit texts and translations, and they go by today's post.
 
     Mrs. Dora^ is giving, I hear, some startling performances in the Mahâtmâ line.
 
     Since leaving Percy^^ I have invitations to come over to London from unexpected quarters, and that I look forward to with great expectations.
 
     I do not want to lose this opportunity of working in London.  And so your invitation, coupled with the London one, is, I know, a divine call for further work.
 
     I shall be here all this month and only have to go to Chicago for a few days sometime in August.
 
     Don't fret. Father Leggett, this is the best time for expectation when sure in love.
 
     Lord bless you ever and ever, and may all happiness be yours for ever, as you richly deserve it.
 
Ever yours in love and affection,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
^Mrs. Dora Rosthlesberger, an occultist who had introduced Miss MacLeod and Mrs. Sturges to Swami Vivekananda.
^^Percy- Mr. Leggett's camp in New Hampshire.  From here Swami Vivekananda went to Thousand Island Park.
 
 
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[Letter to The Maharaja of Khetri]
 
U. S. A.,
 
9th July, 1895.
 
... About my coming to India, the matter stands thus.  I am, as your Highness well knows, a man of dogged perseverance.  I have planted a seed in this country; it is already a plant, and I expect it to be a tree very soon, I have got a few hundred followers.  I shall make several Sannyâsins, and then I go to India, leaving the work to them.  The more the Christian priests oppose me, the more I am determined to leave a permanent mark on their country. ...I have already some friends in London.  
 
I am going there by the end of August. ...This winter anyway has to be spent partly in London and partly in New York, and then I shall be free to go to India.  There will be enough men to carry on the work here after this winter if the Lord is kind.  Each work has to pass through these stages— ridicule, opposition, and then acceptance.  Each man who thinks ahead of his time is sure to be misunderstood.  So opposition and persecution are welcome, only I have to be steady and pure and must have immense faith in God, and all these will vanish. ...
VIVEKANANDA.
 
 
 
 
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Thursday, May 25th 2017

12:38 AM

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[Letter to Mrs William Sturges]
 
THOUSAND ISLAND PARK,
 
29th(July?), 1895.
 
     A glorious time to you, dear Mother, and I am sure this letter will find you in all health.  Many thanks for the $50 you sent; it went a long way.
 
     We have had such a nice time here. Two ladies came up all the way from Detroit to be with us here. They are so pure and good.  I am going from the Thousand Island to Detroit and thence to Chicago.
 
     Our class in New York is going on, and they have carried it bravely on, although I was not there.
 
     By the by, the two ladies who have come from Detroit were in the class, and unfortunately were mighty frightened with imps and other persons of that ilk.  They have been taught to put a little salt, just a little, in burning alcohol, and if there is a black precipitate, that must be the impurities showing the presence of the imps.  How ever, these two ladies had too much fright from the imps.  It is said that these imps are everywhere filling the whole universe.  Father Leggett must be awfully downcast at your absence, as I did not hear from him up to date.  Well, it is better to let grief have its way. So I do not bother him any more.
 
     Aunt Joe Joe must have had a terrible time at sea. All is well that ends well.
 
     The babies^ must be enjoying their stay in Germany very much.  My shiploads of love to them.
 
     We all here send you love, and I wish you a life that will be like a torch to generations to come.
 
Your son,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
^Hollister and Alberta-then at school in Germany
 
 
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[Letter to Mrs. Betty Sturges]
 
C/O MISS DUTCHER,
THOUSAND ISLAND PARK,
 
July, 1895.
 
DEAR MOTHER,
 
     I am sure you are in New York by this time, and that it is not very hot there now.
 
     We are having great times here. Marie Louise arrived yesterday. So we are exactly seven now including all that have come yet.
 
     All the sleep of the world has come upon me.  I sleep at least two hours during the day and sleep through the whole night as a piece of log.  This is a reaction, I think, from the sleeplessness of New York.  I am also writing and reading a little, and have a class every morning after breakfast.  The meals are being conducted on the strictest vegetarian principles, and I am fasting a good deal.
 
     I am determined that several pounds of my fat shall be off before I leave.  This is a Methodist place, and they will have their camp meeting in August.  It is a very beautiful spot, but I am afraid it becomes top crowded during the season.
 
     Miss Joe Joe's fly-bite has been cured completely by this time, I am sure.  Where is ...Mother?  Kindly give her my best regards when you write her next.
 
     I will always look back upon the delightful time I had at Percy, and always thank Mr. Leggett for that treat.  I shall be able to go to Europe with him.  When you meet him next, kindly give him my eternal love and gratitude.  The world is always bettered by the love of the likes of him.
 
     Are you with your friend, Mrs. Dora(long German name)? She is a noble soul, a genuine Mahâtmâ(great soul).  Kindly give her my love and regards.
 
     I am in a sort of sleepy, lazy, happy state now and do not seem to dislike it.  Marie Louise brought a little tortoise from New York, her pet.  Now, arriving here, the pet found himself surrounded with his natural element.  So by dint of persistent tumbling and crawling, he has left the love and fondlings of Marie Louise far, far behind.  She was a little sorry at first, but we preached liberty with such a vigour that she had to come round quick.
 
     May the Lord bless you and yours for ever and ever is the constant prayer of
 
VIVEKANANDA
 
     PS.  Joe Joe did not send the birch bark book.  Mrs. Bull was very glad to have the one I had sent her.
 
     I had a large number of very beautiful letters from India.  Everything is all right there.  Send my love to the babies on the other side—the real "innocents abroad".
V.
 
 
 
 
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Wednesday, May 24th 2017

12:05 AM

Daily Reading

 
                           
19 W. 38TH ST.,
NEW YORK
 
22nd June, 1895
 
DEAR KIDI,
 
     I will write you a whole letter instead of a line. I am glad you are progressing.  You are mistaken in thinking that I am not going to return to India; I am coming soon.  I am not giving to failures, and here I have planted a seed, and it is going to become a tree, and it must. Only I am afraid it will hurt its growth if I give it up too soon. ...
 
     Work on, my boy. Rome was not built in a day.  I am guided by the Lord, so everything will come all right in the end.
 
     With my love ever and ever to you,
 
Yours sincerely,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
 
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U. S. A.,
 
1st July, 1895.
 
DEAR ALASINGA,
 
     I received your missionary book and the Ramnad photos.  I have written to the Raja as well as the Dewan at Mysore.  The missionary pamphlet must have reached here long ago, as the Ramâbâi circle controversy with Dr. Janes savoured of it, it seems.  Now you need not be afraid of anything.  There is one misstatement in that pamphlet.  I never went to a big hotel in this country, and very few times to any other.  At Baltimore, the small hotels, being ignorant, would not take in a black man, thinking him a negro.  So my host, Dr. Vrooman, had to take me to a larger one, because they knew the difference between a negro and a foreigner.  Let me tell you, Alasinga, that you have to defend yourselves.  
 
Why do you behave like babies?  If anybody attacks your religion, why cannot you defend it?  As for me, you need not be afraid, I have more friends than enemies here, and in this country one-third are Christians, and only a small number of the educated care about the missionaries. Again, the very fact of the missionaries being against anything makes the educated like it.  They are less of a power here now, and are becoming less so every day. If their attacks pain you, why do you behave like a petulant child and refer to me?  ...Cowardice is no virtue.
 
     Here I have already got a respectable following.  Next year I will organise it on a working basis, and then the work will be carried on.  And when I am off to India, I have friends who will back me here and help me in India too; so you need not fear.  So long as you shriek at the missionary attempts and jump without being able to do anything, I laugh at you; you are little dollies, that is what you are. ...What can Swami do for old babies!!
 
     I know, my son, I shall have to come and manufacture men out of you.  I know that India is only inhabited by women and eunuchs.  So do not fret.  I will have to get means to work there.  I do not put myself in the hands of imbeciles.  You need not worry, do what little you can.  I have to work alone from top to bottom. 
 
..."This Âtman(Self) is not to be reached by cowards." You need not be afraid for me.  The Lord is with me, you defend yourselves only and show me you can do that; and I will be satisfied.  Don't bother me any more with what any one says about me.  I am not waiting to hear any fool's judgment of me.  You babies, great results are attained only by great patience, great courage, and great attempts. ...Kidi's mind is taking periodic somersaults, I am afraid. ...
 
     The brave alone do great things, not the cowards.  Know once for all, you faithless ones, that I am in the hands of the Lord.  So long as I am pure and His servant, not a hair of my head will be touched. ...Do something for the nation, then they will help you, then the nation will be with you. Be brave, be brave!  Man dies but once.  My disciples must not be cowards.
 
Ever yours with love,
 
VIVEKANANDA
 
 
 
 
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Tuesday, May 23rd 2017

12:05 AM

Daily Reading

 
                           
To Mrs. Bull
 
4th June'95
 
Dear Mother
 
Today I leave New York at 5 p. m. by steamer with Mr. Leggett.
 
The classes were closed on Saturday last [June 1] and so far the work has been very successful, no small part of which is due to you.
 
Ever praying for you & yours
                                                                                                
I am ever your Son
                                                                                                     
 
Vivekananda
 
P.S. I will acquaint you with my whereabouts as soon as I know it myself.
 
 
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[Letter to Mr. F. Leggett]
 
C/O MISS DUTCHER,
THOUSAND ISLAND PARK, N.Y.,
 
18th June, 1895.
 
DEAR FRIEND,
 
     A letter reached me from Mrs. Sturges the day before she left, including a cheque for $50.  It was impossible to make the acknowledgement reach her the next day; so I take this opportunity to ask you the favour of sending her my thanks and acknowledgement in your next to her.
 
     We are having a nice time here except, as an old Hindu proverb says, that "a pestle must pound even if it goes to heaven".  I have to work hard all the same.  I am going to Chicago in the beginning of August.  When are you starting?
 
     All our friends here send their respects to you. Hoping you all bliss and joy and health, and ever praying for the same.
 
I remain, yours affectionately,
 
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
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In a postscript to a letter from Chicago, dated June 20, 1895, Swamiji had written to Shri Haridas Viharidas Desai, Dewan of Junagadh
 
P.S. I would ask a favour of you. I am going off now to N.Y. This family [the Hales] have sheltered me all the time and loved me as their son-and that in spite of the calumny of our countrymen and their own priests and that I came to them without any credentials or introductions or anything of that sort.I would like to make them a little present-if you can send me some beautiful rugs made in Agra or Lahore-2 or 3 pieces-they are very fond of Indian rugs for their floors. 
 
It is a great luxury. There is one difficulty-the Americans allow nothing in without taxing duty. Perhaps the consul at Bombay can make it come free by permitting it as a present to friends-if not you may send them over-I will pay the duty here. If they are too expensive, I do not care to have. 
 
 
 
 
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Monday, May 22nd 2017

12:05 AM

Daily Reading

 
                           
NEW YORK,
 
14th May, 1895.
 
DEAR ALASINGA,
 
     ...Now I have got a hold on New York, and I hope to get a permanent body of workers who will carry on the work when I leave the country. Do you see, my boy, all this newspaper blazoning is nothing?  
 
I ought to be able to leave a permanent effect behind me when I go: and with the blessings of the Lord it is going to be very soon... Men are more valuable than all the wealth of the world.
 
     You need not worry about me. The Lord is always protecting me.  My coming to this country and all my labours must not be in vain.
 
     The Lord is merciful, and although there are many who try to injure-me any way they can, there are many also who will befriend me to the last.  
 
Infinite patience, infinite purity, and infinite perseverance are the secret of success in a good cause.
 
Ever yours with blessings,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
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To Mrs Bull
 
                                                                                                
The 28th May'95
 
Dear Mother
 
Your last kind letter to hand. This week will be the last of my classes. I am going next Tuesday with Mr. Leggett to Maine. He has a fine lake and a forest there. 
 
I will be two or three weeks there. From thence I go to the Thousand Islands. Also I have an invitation to speak at a parliament of religions at Toronto Canada on July 18th. 
 
I will go there from Thousand Islands and return back.
 
So far everything is going on well with me
                                                                                                
Ever your grateful son
             
Vivekananda
                                                                                         
P.S. My regards & love to your daughter and pray for her speedy recovery'" 
 
 
 
 
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Sunday, May 21st 2017

3:40 AM

Daily Reading

 
                           
U. S. A.,
 
6th May, 1895.
 
DEAR ALASINGA,
 
     This morning I received your last letter and that first volume of the Bhâshya of Râmânujâcharya.  A few days ago I received another letter from you.  Also I received a letter from Mr. Mani Iyer.  I am doing well and going on in the same old rate.  You mention about the lectures of Mr. Lund.  I do not know who he is or where he is.  He may be some one lecturing in Churches; for had he big platforms, we would have heard of him. Maybe, he gets them reported in some newspapers and sends them to India; and the missionaries may be making trade out of it.  Well, so far I guess from the tone of your letters.  It is no public affair here to call forth any defence from us; for in that case I will have to fight hundreds of them here every day.  For India is now in the air, and the orthodox, including Dr. Barrows and all the rest, are struggling hard to put out the fire.  In the second place, every one of these orthodox lectures against India must have a good deal of abuse buried against me.  
 
If you hear some of the filthy stories the orthodox men and women invent against me, you will be astonished.  Now, do you mean to say that a Sannyâsin should go about defending himself against the brutal and cowardly attacks of these self-seeking men and women?  I have some very influential friends here who, now and then, give them their quietus.  Again, why should I waste my energies defending Hinduism if the Hindus all go to sleep? What are you three hundred millions of people doing there, especially those that are so proud of their learning etc.?  Why do you not take up the fighting and leave me to teach and preach?  Here am I struggling day and night in the midst of strangers.
 
 ...What help does India send?  Did the world ever see a nation with less patriotism than the Indian?  If you could send and maintain for a few years a dozen well-educated strong men to preach in Europe and America, you would do immense service to India both morally and politically.  Every man who morally sympathises with India becomes a political friend.  Many of the Western people think of you as a nation of half-naked savages, and therefore only fit to be whipped into civilisation.  If you three hundred millions become cowed by the missionaries—you cowards —and dare not say a word, what can one man do in a far distant land?  Even what I have done, you do not deserve.
 
     Why do you not send your defences to the American magazines?  What prevents you?  You race of cowards—physical, moral, and spiritual!  You animals fit to be treated as you are with two ideas before you—lust and money— you want to prod a Sannyâsin to a life of constant fighting, and you are afraid of the "Saheb logs", even missionaries! And you will do great things, pish!  Why not some of you write a beautiful defence and send it to the Arena Publishing Company of Boston?  The Arena is a magazine which will gladly publish it and perhaps pay you hard money.  So far it ends.  
 
Think of this when you will be tempted to be a fool.  Think that up to date every blackguard of a Hindu that had hitherto come to Western lands had too often criticised his own faith and country in order to get praise or money.  You know that I did not come to seek name and fame; it was forced upon me.  Why shall I go back to India?  Who will help me?  ...You are children, you prattle you do not know what.  Where are the men in Madras who will give up the world to preach religion?  Worldliness and realisation of God cannot go together.  I am the one man who dared defend his country, and I have given them such ideas as they never expected from a Hindu.  There are many who are against me, but I will never be a coward like you. There are also thousands in the country who are my friends, and hundreds who would follow me unto death; every year they will increase, and if I live and work with them, my ideals of life and religion will be fulfilled. Do you see?
 
     I do not hear much now about the Temple Universal that was to be built in America; yet I have a firm footing in New York, the very centre of American life, and so my work will go on. I am taking several of my disciples to a summer retreat to finish their training in Yoga and Bhakti and Jnana, and then they will be able to help carry the work on.  Now my boys, go to work.
 
     Within a month I shall be in a position to send some money for the paper. Do not go about begging from the Hindu beggars. I will do it all myself with my own brain and strong right hand.  I do not want the help of any man here or in India. ...Do not press too much the Ramakrishna Avatara.
 
     Now I will tell you my discovery.  All of religion is contained in the Vedanta, that is, in the three stages of the Vedanta philosophy, the Dvaita, Vishishtadvaita and Advaita; one Comes after the other. These are the three stages of spiritual growth in man.  Each one is necessary. This is the essential of religion: the Vedanta, applied to the various ethnic customs and creeds of India, is Hinduism.  The first stage, i.e. Dvaita, applied to the ideas of the ethnic groups of Europe, is Christianity; as applied to the Semitic groups, Mohammedanism.  
 
The Advaita, as applied in its Yoga-perception form, is Buddhism etc. Now by religion is meant the Vedanta; the applications must vary according to the different needs, surroundings, and other circumstances of different nations.  You will find that although the philosophy is the same, the Shaktas, Shaivas, etc. apply it each to their own special cult and forms. Now, in your journal write article after article on these three systems, showing their harmony as one following after the other, and at the same time keeping off the ceremonial forms altogether.  That is, preach the philosophy, the spiritual part, and let people suit it to their own forms. I wish to write a book on this subject, therefore I wanted the three Bhâshyas; but only one volume of the Râmânujâ(Bhâshya) has reached me as yet.
 
     The American Theosophists have seceded from the others, and now they hate India.  Poor things!  And Sturdy of England who has lately been in India and met my brother Shivananda wrote me a letter wanting to know when I go over to England. I wrote him a nice letter.  What about Babu Akshay Kumar Ghosh?  I do not hear anything from him more.  Give the missionaries and others their dues.  Get up some of our very strong men and write a nice, strong, but good-toned article on the present religious revival in India and send it to some American magazine.  I am acquainted with only one or two of them.  
 
You know I am not much of a writer.  I am not in the habit of going from door to door begging.  I sit quiet and let things come to me. ...Now, my children, I could have made a grand success in the way of organising here, if I were a worldly hypocrite.  Alas!  That is all of religion here; money and name = priest,  money and lust = layman. I am to create a new order of humanity here who are sincere believers in God and care nothing for the world.  This must be slow, very slow. In the meantime you go on with your work, and I shall steer my boat straight ahead.  The journal must not be flippant but steady, calm, and high-toned. ...Get hold of a band of fine, steady writers.  
 
...Be perfectly unselfish, be steady and work on.  We will do great things; do not fear. ...One thing more. Be the servant of all, and do not try in the least to govern others.  That will excite jealousy and destroy everything.  ...Go on.  You have worked wonderfully well. We do not wait for help, we will work it out, my boy, be self-reliant, faithful and patient.  Do not antagonise my other friends, live in harmony with all.  My eternal love to all.
 
Ever yours with blessings,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
PS.  Nobody will come to help you if you put yourself forward as a leader. ...Kill self first if you want to succeed.
 
 
 
 
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Saturday, May 20th 2017

12:05 AM

Daily Reading

 
                           
U. S. A.,
 
2nd May, 1895.
 
DEAR S—,
 
     So you have made up your mind to renounce the world.  I have sympathy with your desire.  There is nothing so high as renunciation of self.  
 
But you must not forget that to forgo your own favourite desire for the welfare of those that depend upon you is no small sacrifice.  Follow the spotless life and teachings of Shri Ramakrishna and look after the comforts of your family.  
 
You do your own duty, and leave the rest to Him.
 
     Love makes no distinction between man and man, between an Aryan and a Mlechchha, between a Brâhmana and a Pariah, nor even between a man and a woman.  
 
Love makes the whole universe as one's own home. True progress is slow but sure. Work among those young men who can devote heart and soul to this one duty—the duty of raising the masses of India.  
 
Awake them, unite them, and inspire them with this spirit of renunciation; it depends wholly on the young people of India.
 
     Cultivate the virtue of obedience, but you must not sacrifice your own faith.  No centralisation is possible unless there is obedience to superiors.  
 
No great work can be done without this centralisation of individual forces.  The Calcutta Math is the main centre; the members of all other branches must act in unity and conformity with the rules of that centre.
 
     Give up jealousy and conceit.  Learn to work unitedly for others.  This is the great need of our country.
 
Yours with blessings,
 
VIVEKANANDA.
 
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To Francis Leggett
 
May 4
 
Dear Friend,
 
Many thanks for your kind present. 
 
The cigars are indeed delicious and a hundred times so as coming from you.
 
With everlasting love and regards,
                                                                                
I remain yours truly,
                                                                                      
Vivekananda
 
 
 
 
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Friday, May 19th 2017

12:05 AM

Daily Reading

 
                           
To Mrs.Hale

                                                                                                
54 W. 33.
                                                                                                
New York
                                                                                                
[April 26]

Dear Mother

Perhaps you did not receive my letter asking you to send the Calcutta pamphlets about the Paramhansa Ramkrishna. Kindly send them to me at 54 W. 33. And also the pamphlets about the Calcutta meeting if you have any. Also the summer coat to the care of Miss  Phillips 19 W. 38.

As I do not see any probability of my going soon to Chicago-I am thinking of drawing all my money from the Chicago bank to New York. Will you kindly ascertain the exact total amount I have in Chicago? So that I may draw it out at once and deposit it in some New York bank.

Kindly do these and I will bother you no more. I have written to India long ago about the rugs. I do not know whether Dewanji [Shri Haridas Viharidas Desai, Dewan of Junagadh] is alive or dead. I have no information.

I am all right and will be more than a month yet in Newyork. After that I am going to the Thousand Islands wherever that place may be for a little summer quiet and rest. Mrs. Bagley has been down here to see me and attended several of my classes.

The classes are going on with a boom; almost every day I have one, and they are packed full. But no "money" except they maintain themselves. I charge no fees. Except as the members contribute to the rent & c voluntarily.It is mostly probable that I will go away this summer.

With my love to all Ever gratefully yours
                                                                                                
Vivekananda

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To Mrs Hale

                                                                                                
The Ist of May 1895

Dear Mother

Many many thanks for sending the coat. Now I am well equipped for summer. I am so sorry the rugs could not come before I leave this country. They will come if Dewanji is alive.

I have been out of town a few days and am now come back all right healthy as ever.
Lord bless you ever & ever for your untiring kindness to me.
                                                                                
Ever Yours grateful son
                                                                                         
Vivekananda

P.S. The History of Rajasthan [by James Tod, given to him by Mrs. Potter Palmer] I present you and the sachel [sic] to the babies. Yours -- Vivekananda

 







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