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Saturday, March 19, 2011

time to let go

        In Africa, hunters have a clever way of catching monkeys.  They place inside a hollowed-out log many tantalizing delectibles.  The hole they carve into this cavity is thin and elongated-perfectly shaped to allow for the insertion of little monkey hands.  The poor little guy reaches through and grabs "his" treats, but  the shape of the hole does not allow him to remove the once-opened hand that has now become a fist.  Even at the edge of the hunter's blade he will not release his grasp, fixated upon a prize that never was to be his. 
    I believe that, in a changing environment, the fixation upon one specialization to the exclusion of all others  can be likened to the grasping of the poor monkey.  Take into consideration just one example.  Many friends and relatives of mine have made their living from the building trades (including myself at one time or another).  They are engineers, construction supervisors, architects and draftsmen.  They are the experts in their field; a field which, for the moment, is in a slump.  As it stands, many are (for the most part) scraping to get by and are struggling.  Many are questioning their very survival.  I am witnessing some refuse to look elsewhere for a source of income because to do so might somehow betray years of accumulated experience and expertise. The very thing that one day gives us the means to carve a niche in this world of ours can become a weight around our ankles as the water rises. Due to many years of experience and expertise many are unwilling to "leave all of that behind" and search elsewhere for another source of income.  Of course this is not a personal judgment but rather an observation I am currently taking to heart.    
      The ability to be flexible, adaptable, is paramount  when responding  to the context of a changing dynamic.  This is the trait we need to have when the world we have known is collapsing around us.  A white marker isn't of much use in a snowstorm.  When your gun has run out of bullets then it's time redefine its purpose, be inventive, and see it for what it now is: a club.
    An open mind allows for paradigm shifts.  The closed, rigid mind is brittle; it will break blade of grass in a gust of wind.  The Tao Teh Ching (69) reminds us that the strategists have a saying: 
      "I prefer to be able to move, rather than be in a
           fixed position.
       I prefer to retreat a foot than advance an inch." 
  Lao-tzu calls this "progress without advancing."  In particular, flexiblity in our willingness to engage  a new definition of what and who we are functionally  opens our minds to greater possibilities.  Rigidity is associated with death ("like wood destined for the fire")Essence is something we seek to unlock, and not create. As we realize our true selves as soul and mind, we loosen the hold on the delusion that we are defined by our vocation, by our possessions, by our associates, by our very bodies-by our very endeavors.  What we do is not synonymous with who we are. What we have accomplished  should not limit us in being open to what we yet can do.   I know I have been guilty of wasting the present to validate the past. It's far too easy to play the role of Captain Ahab.
    There is a time to be the little Dutch boy with our finger in the levy, and there is a time to run like hell for the higher ground. I remember somebody once saying that the wisdom lies in knowing the difference.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

who said it was good?

To be king means to live in fear of assassination.

no stupid questions...just bad listeners

Of all questions, it is the one mired in presupposition that, quite possibly, poses the biggest challenge.  Requiring delicate extrication, even so it will serve as an entry point into the encampment of preconceived notions and misconception.  Of course, the success of the operation hinges upon the fulcrum of open-mindedness  and relative humility inherent in the inquirer-and, of course, the patience of all involved.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

oops

The Israelites were dying of thirst. Approaching Moses they beseeched him for some resolution.  He told them to pray.   When nothing happened, they complained.  "Where is your faith?" he asked. "You failed to dig any reservoirs to contain the water when it rained..." 
 

Monday, January 24, 2011

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Thursday, January 20, 2011

how do you get your iron(y)?

The evolved human would appear to be vegetarian.
The evolved plant would appear to be carnivorous.

easy doesn't do it

It takes a great amount of effort to achieve effortlessness.

but it IS red....

For communication that can even approach efficacy  we require a compromise in our insistence of understanding; a neutral ground of relative perception.  I know that when I refer to the firetruck as "red" it is anything but.  In actuality, I am perceiving not the firetruck itself but the reflection of the spectrum of light waves it will not absorb-in this case the lowest of the rainbow.   For the sake of expediency I acquiesce and call the truck red.  "When in Rome..." they say.  Rome will have burnt to the ground by the time we're done dancing around semantics.

a day is as a thousand years

      Time is not an absolute of the Universe. 
     It is a phenomenon occuring in our own mind and of our own making; a tool of our own design.  It is relative to our perception.  Time is akin to the sound that was never made by the tree that fell in the forest when no one was around to hear it.  
     Being, as it is, a dependent of our personal  subjectivity, its "reality" is commensurate with the experience of the individual.  Hence, its nature is also one of perspective.  For the pentagenarian a year is but a mere fiftieth of their life.  For the toddler it is one-half of their realized existence.  As the number of days grow larger the length of each day grows shorter, relative to the Observer.
    When we look at the gnat, we see a creature that lives for a day.  But the gnat maneuvers a thousand times faster than we do in its "one day."  Whose experience is the more comprehensive...?  As much as space needs to be properly allocated for the puzzle pieces of Creation to fit, wouldn't that which we call time act as an equally-necessary component of this ecology in the same fashion?  In fact, it would not be  time itself but the perception of individual experience that would allow for the vacancy  required by  billions of billions of lives.
      My hypothesis: The perceived length of any unit of relative time is inversely proportionate to the accumulation of said units. 
      The pragmatism is two-fold:  Regarding ourselves and our budgeting of "time", we cannot be so rash as to look forward to a steady decline in our later years, but rather to an ever-increasing angle of descent over the edge of life followed by a straight drop.  Regarding our responsibility to those beginning this journey of life we must remember the relative enormity in which they perceive that which we deem to be so trivial and insignificant.   
      The grander implication concerns perception in regard to Cosmic responsibility; namely that the words we use, and the things we do, impact the young and innocent in far greater scope than we can consciously remember. To even attempt to understand requires a concentrated effort on our part-with that only being fueled by a conscience dictating that we do so.  We must remember to remember.
     In the end, we must adapt our perception to allow for the trait of empathy toward every other being and every other creature, with more relative importance being given to the smaller and the more fragile.  To be delicate requires great power.  Finesse is acquired through experience.  When the Master said it He wasn't describing a prerequisite for the  jockeying of a position, but rather the principle aspect-La raison d'être-of the job itself:  " The greatest among you will be your servant." 

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Monday, January 17, 2011

the new age

The ancients had intuition and communion with nature. We have intellect and rationalization. Let all creation hope that when the two meet again our morality is there for the reunion.

intuition

The more one learns to live by intuition the less able they are to offer conscious explanations for their actions.  It is akin to attempting to explain in waking life a dream:  Both processes have as their origin the higher realms.

foot in mouth

Be cautious with self-deprecation; somebody may just back you up on it.

compassion under fire

Whenever someone is attacking you without apparent cause and all reasoning seems useless, remember this: What you can't see standing behind you,  invisible to all, is the horde of demons from that person's past.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Whose Property?

Truth is like our giant blue planet.  There each of us sits upon it, claiming some territory as our own.  Who can say that they own the whole world?  Which nation?  Which territory? Which landowner?  There is no ownership of Truth; there is only living in it.

Monday, December 13, 2010

the sound of now

When you're living in the moment no song other than the one you're hearing could be a more appropriate soundtrack.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

the candle

Given the option of "twice-as-long" vs. "twice-as-bright,"  I think I'd like to opt for the latter.  Time is, by its very name, a fleeting and tenuous commodity anyway.

Friday, December 3, 2010

the gathering

…this “Quintessence” is the Divine spark, the reflection of the Celestial Fire formed through the balancing of the four Elements.  It is, literally, the Fifth Element.
  To me, in the grandest sense, the Cosmos is undergoing its own Digestion and Distillation period, which is why we, as individuals, congeal either to the higher nature or the nature of the lower, profane, human animal.  The Universe is undergoing Alchemy to perfect itself, and we are the microcosm of this process.
  Each one of us can be likened to a particle in the cycles of the water-precipitating, gathering in clouds, returning to the heavens, condensing, falling again to run through the valleys-both reshaping the earth and being directed by it, only to distill and rise again.
  In this way reincarnation is, to me, the spiritual equivalent of the physical process of rain; souls falling back to this earthly existence to gather up the residue of experience and return again to reservoir of the Absolute.  We are raindrops.
                                                                  -from my personal journal Sept 9, 2009

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Paradise Lost

    A Master once reminded us that, if we are to gain the Kingdom of Heaven, we must first become as little children.  I have been thinking extensively about the dichotomy inherent in the engine of convention; how it is both a necessary evil in that it allows us a functioning society and, at the same time, can be a barrier to the living of an unfettered, realized existence.  I mean unfettered in the sense of  losing the western, linear way of thinking and being able to live in the domain of the peripheral. 
       From our first conscious moments, we are taught convention and are then slowly, steadily seeped of our unconscious connection to the Absolute.  By the time we are adolescents we have forgotten our heavenly ways.  We no longer live by feeling or intuition.  The child just knows things, as does an animal.  They sense the good in people and the bad.  They don’t qualify such indications with strings of words and reasoning, but with a grand snapshot of the whole picture which allows for instantaneous response.  The child cries; the dogs bolts…
       Reasoning, induction, logic; these are processes that take time.  When they are complete the thinker has no direct knowledge of their subject, although they may understand the various facets of  certain characteristics pertaining to said object.  Of course the proverb of the blind men and the elephant is relevant here.  In the same sense, the linear human being has for its “self-awareness” snapshots of past experiences, identifications with exterior subjects and therefore an extremely temporal, if not outdated, database with which to compile a definition of itself.  This tunnel vision is learned to enable us to dissect the pieces of creation’s puzzles, but it never reveals the final, great picture.
       I am reminded of the pictographic writing of eastern, oriental cultures, and of ancient Egypt in particular.  It is often overlooked that such “macros” of  reference that their hieroglyphic symbols represent display a non-linear way of thinking.  They had no need to spell out forever every last detail of what they were referring to because the reader already carried an innate understanding of the subject matter.  I am reminded of the “not-doings” again of the Toltec, of the “wu-wei” of the Taoist-a far more efficient “real-time” way of integrating thought and action. 
       To truly “see” everything around you at once you merely need to disengage your tunnel vision; just cross your eyes.  This simple exercise sums up the major difference in philosophy between West and East. Of course, nobody wants to be operated on by a cross-eyed brain surgeon, and I heard that hand-made watches don't turn out as well with that approach, either.  There is a time and place for both ways of seeing what we wish to see, and this fact leads me to the crux of why I felt the need to get out of bed at one in the morning to turn my computer back on. 
       When I see all of Creation, I see the process of expansion and retraction  played out repeatedly in a sort of sifting and refining. As the microcosm, we are no different and we display this entire process within our being and our life cycle. We are born with the ability to see in the peripheral, with the mind’s eye.  We are taught to abandon this ability and embrace the linear way of thinking with each new day of our new life.  We are taught to be “intelligent,” but in that process we lose something very important, something that the wise of the world spend the rest of their grown lives trying to regain.
       This principle of “no-mind,” or wu-hsin,  is repeatedly lauded by such figures as Lao-tzu and Chuang-tzu as the key to an enlightened life.  It is liberation of anxiety and, in turn, peace of mind. 
       Being of the West, I see the value in both trains of  thought, and at the moment I personally believe that there is a time and a place for both.  I do not witness the East condemning Western thought, but I feel that our linear approach to understanding the universe often derides and discredits the Eastern approach.  Anyone watching the Science or Discovery channels will undoubtedly sense the gradual shift, however, toward a more global embracing of Eastern mysticism.  The advances in our understanding of quantum physics had much to do with this, as is well known and documented.  That the most famous scientists in history were, indeed, mystics, is becoming more acceptable to popular history every day. 
       Where I feel one of the last major bastions of  linear thinking to the exclusion of all else resides is in the very place that would feign spirituality-dogmatic religion.  How ironic.  I keep hearing how certain denominations even condemn the act of yoga as an illegitimate approach to transcendence. Milton, Milton… 
       In a linear conception of the world a kingdom is an actual stone-and-foundation building.  Did not Christ tell us that the Kindgom of Heaven is within us?   Could not Heaven literally be the Higher Self and "hell" our mundane, "lower",  false egos?  Why do we write His words off as figurative?  I would propose that if anyone is to take the linear approach to understanding what the Kingdom actually is that they take these words literally, too.  If we take the entire process to the macrocosmic level we would see all of Creation in a sea of potential, dividing and becoming tangible, manifested, grounded.  It is much like the ovum. It is conceived so near to its original state, but then becomes conscious.  It studies itself.  It has experiences.  It lives and breathes.  It hardens and coagulates, forming new bodies like its own whole but smaller, mini systems in their own right.
       In the end this will all return.  Prana and Apana. It will return refined and rectified as a more glorious version of its former being, synergistically evolved.  Solve et coagula.  For this is the Pattern.  The search for paradise lost is none other but the Path of Return to our original state of mind; the mind of a child.    In the new and glorious state the child has gained experience, however, much like the grape juice needs yeast to make wine.  Without linear thinking  the child would never have lived to become an adult.  Once adulthood is attained, however, the refined awareness of the mind of the child must be re-introduced as a sort of Fermenting agent.  Only then, when what was lost is regained, can Creation consider its cycle complete.
       All sages are seeking to become children again. Children with experience.  Creation incorporating a conscious experience seeks the same.  Microcosm and macrocosm- different only in degree-with one a perfect hologram of the other.
       I propose that the Kingdom of Heaven is none other but the ultimate evolution realized. As below, so above.  What is true for my evolution is the same for any planet, any star, any galaxy.  We have beginning, we have middle, and we have end. We are born, we live, we die.  In the death of one star comes the dust for countless new worlds. Ashes to ashes….  The Path of Return is everything He summed up when He gave us the aphorism of becoming a child again.  Without that frame of mind there is no enlightenment, no realization.

Cut out cleverness and there are no anxieties!
People in general are so happy, as if enjoying a feast,
Or as going up a tower in spring.
I alone am tranquil, and have made no signs,
Like a baby who is yet unable to smile;
Forlorn as if I had no home to go to.
Others all have more than enough,
And I alone seem to be in want.
Possibly mine is the mind of a fool,
Which is so ignorant!
The vulgar are bright,
And I alone seem dull.
The vulgar are discriminative,
And I alone seem to be blunt.
I am negligent as if being obscure;
Drifting, as if being attached to nothing.
The people in general all have something to do,
And I alone seem to be impractical and awkward.
I alone am different from others,
But I value seeking sustenance from my Mother.”
                                                     -Tao Teh Ching 20