Vegan Dhanvantari Deva is the great healer who transcends all illness and brings forward the miracle of immortality and perfect health as is actualized by the selfless Atman when all obstacles perish.
Dan’s Fruit Shack is a standard here in Long Beach California. Dan is an interesting man, selling organic fruit smoothies, organic juices and organic vegan bowls to his beloved beach community. He was a doctor, but he got tired of helping people when it was too late, and they had already developed illnesses like cancer. Dan wants to feed the world good organic vegan food to prevent such illnesses from ever happening.
“Mr. Vantari, I have a package for you. Just sign here.”
“I wonder what this is?”
Dan opens the package from India and to his surprise it is a beautiful antique jar. He opens the jar to see if there is anything inside, and he finds that it is full of a very fine white powder. He does not realize it, but he spilled a good spoonful of the powder into his fruit drink he was sipping. He closes the lid of the antique and wonders how such a thing made it through customs without being seized as illegal drugs. He sips his drink and wonders if it is illegal drugs, and then, what should he do? Dan does not do drugs, nor does he drink, smoke nor gamble. Dan meditates and chants, is vegan and practices yoga.
He finishes his juice and notices that his mild arthritis in his fingers has vanished. He looks in the small mirror he hangs over the juice bar for a serious Feng Shui defense against angry dragons that might disrupt his scene, and notices that all his grey hair is gone. Suddenly Dan feels immortal, young and full of energy. He realizes soon that he probably drank some of the powder that must have spilled into his drink.
A girl from India that likes to flirt with Dan rides up on her bicycle with her surfboard with wet hair and asks for a lemonade.
“Well look what the ocean churned up today. High Shri.”
“Hi Dan, you’re looking good today. Be careful, the demons will want to steal your beauty secret.”
“Ha, ha, ha. Well they will have a real tug of war if they do try to steal it.”
“Seriously, did you dye your hair or something? Get a face lift?”
“Not really, nothing special. Say, you are getting a Masters in biochemistry at Long Beach State, right?”
“I think I have something to show you.”
He opens the box with the antique container and tells her what he thinks may have happened.
“And you do not know who sent it?”
“Not at all.”
“Well I can bring a spoonful into the lab and see what it is, but I make no promises.”
“That would be great.”
She gets a spoonful in a to go cup with a lid and rides off after drinking her lemonade and flirting a little bit more. Dan puts the jar of white powder on a high shelf in his office and forgets about it until a week later when Shri returns for another lemonade.
“I checked out that powder for you.”
“Oh right. I forgot about it; I have been so busy playing sports, redecorating, learning French and running the Juice Shack. What did you find?”
“It’s not drugs.”
“But it is weird stuff. It floats, like it is immune to gravity. I did some research and the closest thing I can find that has this chemical constituency and possible molecular structure is monatomic gold. This monatomic gold that you have, however, well I know it sounds strange, but, it may be from a different dimension.”
“I have a friend at the physics lab looking into it. Also, I did taste it to see if it has any flavonoids once I determined it was safe. I have never flown through my studies so fast before. It is like I am younger, stronger and smarter or something.”
“That is what happened to me.”
The two talked for ten minutes and then decided to go for a swim in the ocean because they are brimming with so much energy. They go past the beakers and then swim parallel to the coast. When they get out of the water, they are no longer in Long Beach. They swam all the way to Sunset Beach.
“I am going to heal every person of every disease with this powder once you figure out how to make more of it.”
“What a great idea.”
And with this great idea, the heavens opened with beams of light through the clouds. A space ship soon appeared above the two, and they disappeared instantaneously, abducted by universal destiny. At that exact moment the jar in his office with the white powder also disappeared. From simple words showing a desire to help others these two humble, hardworking, educated people were somehow selected to ascend into a new dimension of reality.
At first, they looked down upon the world in a superlative and exhilarating illusion of a rising space craft until this illusion yielded its dualism. Then, there was just space and ascension. Eventually the realization that there is nothing to realize and nowhere to go dismantled the illusion of space travel, so this range of experience extinguished its self-nature.
They then returned to the beach, having never left the beach, unchanged and yet not whom they were before. They had gone nowhere and yet everywhere moved through them as dimensions collapsed into the futility of illusory insubstantiality; but they felt something and it seemed like a ride on Vegan God’s space ship.
There is no real jar, no real space ship and no real white powder, only emptiness and love, yet these illusions provided a stimulus to reach compassion which revealed a curative experience. That cure reached the seriously ill and provided nothing because the illness and the ones who own illness do not exist. In this manner all are cured by relinquishing what never existed; universal compassion awakens selflessness which heals all.
“I would like to buy that Dhanvantari statue,” says the shopper at the Hindu statue store, “How much is it?”
“That is two hundred and Eighty-five dollars,” says the elderly woman behind the counter.
“Don’t you think that price is a little high for this statue?”
“I will not accept a penny less for it,” says the smug, cancer ridden, multi-millionaire Gujarati store owner, “I could give it away to a graduating medical student instead. I should charge you for talking to me.”
How can one buy an experience of Vegan Dhanvantari from the ill? From those that do not have the cure? From those that do not practice any therapy? From those lost in Samsara during Kali Yuga who will only sell you an image of it at a high price?
The universe understands the source of illness, and the cure, and the reason for this dualistic illusion. It is in fact Karma from ignorance, anger and greed that perpetuates this circle of suffering. Eating meat is to ignore the suffering of animals and so it is ignorant and thus causes illness in one’s self and others. The anger that causes alcoholic drinking also causes disease in one’s self and others. Greed also causes illness in one’s self and others, driving one insatiably.
The statue of Dhanvatari is just metal poured in a certain shape; it is just form. The same can be said of the space ship. The same can be said of the ancient jar of Amrita powder. The same can be said of the Juice Shack and the two ocean swimmers. The same is true of illness.
True healing occurs, releasing from disease, leaving nothing of cause and effect’s illusion imprinted into temporal reality such that desire rooted in illness and attachment rooted in disease cease as do all illusions. The therapy is to relinquish all ignorance, anger and greed; begin by going Vegan, continue through meditation and complete by releasing. Illness is a response to suffering. Suffering is a function of Karma. Karma is perpetuated by ignorance, anger and greed.
They ride a bus back to the Juice Shack and can not explain what just happened nor what is happening. Healing the world is complicated and involves an open mind. Dan says to Shri,
“wouldn’t it be nice to have a space ship. We could be home by now.”