To meet the secret God is to see the world of knowledge from a new height. There is today, among young men the curiosity to know. But true knowledge is progress from wonder to wonder.
In an ancient Celtic story, we read of a God who out of curiosity, looked in at the window of a house where sorcerers were preparing a magic potion. And out of it, from the cauldron, rose a poisonous smoke which reached the God’s eye and made it deadly for those on whom it would look.
Such a deadly eye is the knowledge born of mere curiosity, is the knowledge that works without devotion to humanity, without worship of the ideal. The knowledge that makes us humble moves in a world of wonder. It is the knowledge that sees the immaterial—the Infinite—in the material, recognising an intense source of energy in the nucleus of an atom and growing in perception that the very structure of “solid” atoms is not material but a shakti, energy which takes material forms. Such knowledge becomes a vision of the wonder of the world.
What can one man do? You save a few hundred from famine and sickness and distress; what about the millions of India? You save a few in your city or province. What about the great mass of peasants and labourers in the country?