for the root of thought
The first touch of tea on the tongue engages so much of the body’s sensory network and seduces me into the sleep of dwelling in the sense organs. The awareness of the evanescence of all phenomena is lost. Putting emphasis on the “beautiful and interesting things” in the world is like grasping a fistful of water. Continue reading
And so we continue on in the jagrat state of perceiving an empirical world of outside phenomena and feeling ourselves to be the subject and all else are objects. There is one thing after the other that “shows up” as “to be done”. This endless series of “to do’s” keeps us in the hamster cage or on the merry-go-round that often is not merry at all. It is eternal, endless and will never have an end or break in the continuity unless we realize that we ARE it. Only by looking at ourselves and recognizing what our image of ourselves actually is will we then be in a place of questioning the validity of our self-image. Continue reading
This bright clarity that we call Consciousness has no need for enlightenment, for it already knows what it is. In the attempt to give us a sense of what is happening here the ancients use the following image: An iron ball is an inert object. It is placed in the heat of a fire. The heat permeates the iron matter and the ball begins to glow. Similarly, all inert objects in the world, including our own body, are permeated with the shining of Consciousness, or ever-shining Self, and glow with a seeming aliveness. That aliveness is actually the Inner Effulgence that is reflected in all inert objects. Our ignorance (avidya) consists of our accepting this appearance of aliveness as “the body is alive” and simultaneously we identify ourselves with that ‘inert object’ feeling “I am this body”. The energy of pure seeing (Inner Effulgence) is a separate energy from the energy of ‘the seen’ (all objects of perception). Only when I can distinguish between the two more and more continuously does the veil that obscures reality begin to thin. Continue reading
We are supposed to be upbeat and full of optimism about how wonderful this world can be once we are liberated from all outer and inner bondage. And it probably can indeed be wonderful, but is that the point? How can I be released from bondage if I am not ready to face reality?
So what is reality? First of all it is the fact of Eternity with a capital “E”. This has all been going on for millions and billions and quadrillions of time. It did not start and there is no way it can end. Continue reading
Can the mind face and live with this emptiness and not escape in any direction?
(Krishnamurti – The Urgency of Change)
To escape from the emptiness is fear. I fear the emptiness. As soon as I begin some ‘doing’ I have begun to fill the emptiness. What is the emptiness? Is it the sense of everything going on and on forever into all eternity? I see that everything has been going on for billions and billions of years, billions of cycles of the earth around the sun and, of course, even before and beyond that.
How can achievements and goals hold any validity in that immensity of space without measure? The sages speak of being in the space free of concepts like space and time and free of the sense of being a center as ‘me’. Here where I am, however, there is still the compulsion to move and create those fascinating (and sometimes horrific) patterns in the mind-stuff. Those I can hold on to, those I know and those give me a sense of the familiar.
It is said that the way out of the compulsion of the ‘love to be’ is to relax into the ‘mere being’. He said: “Although this body is lying lifeless like a corpse, I know that I am. Unaffected in the least by this death my being is shining clearly.” (Ramana) This is the fact: My being is NOT one with the body, but is of its own, eternal, changeless, self-shining. The words come out onto the page easily now, but the realization of this “fact” is still not steady and continuous. It comes in flashes and then it is gone.
Yes, I had my own extended episode of realization that time in the hotel in Colombo – when was it? Sometime around 1982… I was on my way back from my tour of Tamil Nadu and my sojourn at Ramana’s Ashram in Tiruvannamalai. The entire hotel, all physical surroundings were palpably ‘the Heart” that was ‘taking care of me’. Now Mooji says: “The Heart is what we are.” This ‘something’ that has no form but pervades all forms – how it escapes my awareness!
My awareness is hard-wired to rely on the data-input from my physical sense organs. Is there a marriage of the two? or as the Yoga Sutras say: The energy of Pure Seeing is distinct from the energy of the Seen, the Observed. When they mix, there is avidya, confusion.
Whatever there is to say I do not know. The latest revelation of Myself to Myself was the view that we are programmed to allow ourselves access only to pragmatic data regarding our survival. That is why there is such comfort and a feeling of familiarity when an activity presents itself to “do” on a practical level. There is a blanket to fold and put up into the cupboard; teeth are to be brushed; food for the jays is to be got out of the garage and put outside onto their feeder; coffee to be made and drunk, and so on. The day is filled with “things to do”. Even “sitting doing nothing” becomes a thing to do. Continue reading