about him. For he stands in history as the founder
of the Dhyana or Zen School, another form of the name
of which is
Dzyan; when one reads
The Voice
of the Silence, or the Stanzas in
The Secret
Doctrine, one might remember this. Outwardly,—I
think this is true,—he refused to cut into
history at all: was a grand Esoteric figure,
whose campaigns, (super-Napoleonic, more mirific than
those of Genghiz Khan), were all fought on spiritual
planes whence no noise of the cannonading could be
heard in this outer world. He was the twenty-eighth
Successor of the Buddha; of a line of Masters that
included such great names as those of Vasubandhu, and
of Nagarjuna, founder of the Mahayana,—“one
of the four suns that illumine the world.”
We have seen that he had been preceded: Kumarajiva
had come to China a century before; but experimentally,
leaving the Center of the Movement in India; there
must have been thousands of disciples in the Middle
Kingdom in 520 when Bodhidharma came, bringing with
him the Buddha’s alms-bowl, the symbol of the
Patriarchate, to make in China his headquarters and
that of his successors. For a thousand years
the Buddha’s Movement had been in India a living
link with the Lodge;—in that land of esoteric
history which hides from us what it means to be so
linked and connected. Now India had failed.
The Guptas had reigned in great splendor; but they
had flourished upon a reaction away from the Light.
I suppose it means this: that the burden of
fighting upward had been too much for this people,
now wearied with old age; they had dropped the burden
and the struggle, and found in the relief a phantom
of renewed youth to last them a little day.
Whatever may be true of Buddhism now,—however
the long cycles may have wasted its vitality, and
to whatever depths it may have fallen,—we
should remember this: that certainly for about
fourteen centuries there was contained within it a
living link with the Masters’ Lodge. It
was not like any other existing religion (so far as
one knows): like none of the dominant religions
of today, at any rate. At its head, apparently,
through all those long centuries, was a line of Adepts,
men of spiritual genius, members of the Lodge.
So what Bodhidharma’s coming meant, I take
it, was that in China that was established actually
which in the West first Pythagoras, and then Plotinus
had tried to establish, and tried in vain. It
was, as you may say, the transplanting of the Tree
of Life from a soil that had grown outworn to one
in which it could flourish; and the result was, it
appears to me, a new impulse given to the ages, to
all history.