SIDDARTHA
- HERMANN HESSE
Hermann Hesse goes into the Mystic and returns clutching a tale about
searching for the only One. It's a divine light mission in the proper
sense, once again mining themes familiar to all his works.
Essentially, all of Hesse's books are vehicles to convey his
thoughts, his ideas and his beliefs; Siddartha being one of
the most popular he's ever written. There's no real reason why it
should be one of his best received books as there's nothing
particularly unusual about it or anything that makes it particularly
better than any of his others, though that's not to say it isn't any
good, and in fact - it's very good indeed.
It's the story of a young man by the name of Siddartha, the son of a
Brahmin, who leaves his family home to venture out into the world in
a search for enlightenment. He spends a period of his life in
absolute poverty, living in the woods with no roof over his head, no
possessions and hardly any clothes to stand up in. A total ascetic.
From this period in his life he learns to think, wait and fast;
though he comes to understand also that by continuing down this path
of denial of all worldly matters he will still not attain Nirvana and
a return to Godhead.
He gets to meet a living Buddha who many seekers after the Truth are
following but sees that if he was to follow him too, still he would
not become a living Buddha himself but would remain a disciple. He
chooses instead to take a completely opposite path and throws himself
headlong into the world of pleasure and material gain. After some
years, however, he discovers that wealth is a ghetto leading
ultimately to the extinguishing of the soul.
Where then might lay the answer? Battered and bruised by the slings
and arrows of outrageous fortune, and contemplating suicide, he rests by a river and
it is here he has a revelation: 'The river is everywhere at the
same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the
ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere,
and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past,
nor the shadow of the future.'
He sees his life also as a river where Siddartha the boy, Siddartha
the mature man and Siddartha the old man are only separated by
shadows, not through reality. He sees his previous lives were also
not in the past, and his death and return to Brahma not in the
future. 'Nothing was, nothing will be, everything has reality and
presence'.
So he becomes a ferryman, spending the remainder of his days learning
from the river and listening to its many voices, which when heard in
totality becomes just the one voice and the one word: Om.
Hesse concludes that there is such a thing as an Ultimate
Truth but that there's no single path to it, and that it isn't
anything that can actually be taught, only realised. Everyone must be
allowed to live their own life and to follow their own path even if it
might cause them harm, though with the proviso that it shouldn't
cause harm to others.
Siddartha concludes that 'love is the most important thing in the
world. It may be important to great thinkers to examine the world, to
explain and despise it. But I think it is only important to love the
world, not to despise it, not for us to hate each other, but to be
able to regard the world and ourselves and all beings with love,
admiration and respect.'
Siddartha is a good book and Hermann Hesse was a very good storyteller. For further reading on the subjects he writes about here I'd recommend anyone to go to the primary sources, those being
the Baghavad Gita and the Upanishads. For all that, however,
Siddartha by Hermann Hesse is a good place to start.
John Serpico
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