When I look at photos of Sri Yogananda during his last days on Earth, I do not see a weak older man. Indeed not! I see only a serenely beautiful being who has lost all attachments to earthly life.. His expression in this photo is one of utmost peace and bliss. His half open eyes appear to be gazing at something supremely wonderful and beyond us. Perhaps he is gazing upon the realm that is calling him home to the highest light. Here is one of his gems on genius.
What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? Matt. 16 -Chapter 26.
Such were Boehme, Ramakrishna, etc. Some yogis are immersed in an unsullied and vibrant bliss derived from the incessant contemplation of this ‘world-bewitching maya’4-the breath-taking wonder of the great and glamorous illusion which surrounds us.
But there is a third aspect of genius which is yet more rare. It is the ability to open the door of the theatre and admit the influences from outside, from the swarming gulfs beyond the grasp of the mind, and accessible only to the magical entity whose fantastic feelers can snare the most fugitive impulses as they flash through the holes in space, the kinks in time, to be reflected in the magic mirror of the artist’s mind.”