2007 May

Duve, this was so beautiful that I read it out loud to my wife —
first time I’ve ever done that with a FFL offering, and a bit of a
contradiction I suppose (loudly pronouncing your panagyric to the
power of silence), but what of That? She totally dug it too. It
reminded her of her Dad, who was indeed as quietly centered as Shiva. Thanks. And for me, you’ve summed up my own current stance toward FFL, and toward the fair field of Life — simply to be Aware, to be Awareness, quietly to Be, unconditional and whole-hearted; the rest takes care of itself. On the surface this approach might appear uninvolved and bloodless, but au contraire — it has shown me through an anciently unconscious fear and hatred of Purusha for Prakriti (and vice versa) to the utter love-passion, surrender, and identity of
Shiva-Shakti….

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/138920

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I recall reading on some ISKCON site a wonderful description of Krishna-loka, wherein every rock, tree, animal, building, etc. is actually an “enlightened” devotee of Krishna, who has come to Krishna-loka and taken whatever form He wishes in order to enjoy proximity to Him. But isn’t this a perfect description of Life itself? From the POV of consciousness, every rock, every Being is a perfect expression of Us, delighting in Us, adoring Us, as We adore every Being. As far as I can see, everyone & everything *is* perfectly enlightened,
enjoying and exploring full consciousness stitching through each particular fold of spacetime, sewing the threads of self-discovery in ever finer and finer weaves.

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…That’s what I was trying to get at with the stitching image — constantly crossing and recrossing the gap of ignorance, constantly encountering the not-self and re-membering it as self, suturing sutras of self-recognition. We manifest because we love to tell ourselves stories, and we love stories so much we are tempted to believe in them, and that’s where the suffering seems to
creep in…when we forget it’s “only a movie” and start to take our subtitles as gospel :-)

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I’ve always been tickled by the relationship — identity,
really — of the words “maya” and “magic” — and we aren’t doing the
word justice when we say (usually deprecatingly) “it’s only maya” —
unless we use the word “only” more literally as “onely”. It’s
not “only maya” — it’s Onely Magic! It’s all in the particles, and
unless we’re willing to be the flea(s), we can’t really enjoy being
the elephant. Willingness to be Creature as well as Creator, and to
be Creator being Creature, is where the Magic really begins! :-D

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Because happiness is the return to Unity, enriched by the experience of non-Unity. How else can we “expand happiness” except by moving it into where it (apparently) wasn’t? How can we learn and grow if not through creation, through stories? Now on the other hand, if you wish to say that in truth we *don’t* actually learn or grow, that Isness is all there ever Is, you’ll get no real argument from me! :-)

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For me a mood is a state of consciousness, and vice versa. I find we
can generally select whatever mood/state of consciousness we wish
(taking into account the various particles of the bodymind which may
object, and engaging them into an integrity or synthesis), and on
that basis, we find the senses then gather information to support and
uphold and perpetuate that particular state or mood.

…Who knows whether the wildebeest is “tormented” by the lions? IIRC people who have been (partially) eaten by tigers and then escaped, reported a feeling of euphoria during the process. All we can really *know* is our own state. I find if I take steps to attend to the root suffering inside, and heal it, my outer world changes correspondingly. Looking to (and at) the outer for anything other than a perfect mirror of the bodymind and perfect unfoldment of my own preselected state/mood, constitutes attachment and suffering.

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…for me, observing is not passive absorption, but actually *does* entail an active emanation from within to enliven the object(s) perceived. I hadn’t considered the quantum analogies to this before; many thanks.

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*lol* Yes, too bad you can’t hear my intonation. It’s about as unlike a TB as one can get … like that, like that :-)

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…I was hoping the “like that, like that” would ironically
belie my apparent distancing from the TBs, as truly I have nothing
against them and am actually profoundly impressed with their
devotion, purity and sattva. They are actually *very* real to me. It
used to bother me that they seemed so self-absorbed that they could
not see me, but I have found that the more I rest in my own Being and
appreciate their innate and exquisite perfection, the more they rest
in theirs and see mine, and there is only deeper and deeper love
between us. They are my devotees, as I am theirs. Again, no worries,
mate! :-)

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…although in one sense spacetime and growth is a big joke, on the
other hand I think M. Scott Peck put it really well when he outlined
four stages of growth: 1) Chaos, 2) Fundamentalism, 3) Eclecticism,
4) Love. He points out that a being identifying with any given stage
cannot see above or beyond where it is, but can only interpret others
as being in its own stage (“one of us”) or in any stages already
recognized and “below” it, which (generally) it is reacting against
as “evil”. Thus a fundamentalist (2), only familiar with (1) chaos
and (2) fundamentalism, would interpret an eclectic (3) as being a
non-fundamentalist, hence as chaotic, or “evil” (1). Similarly, an
eclectic (3) can only interpret Love (4) as being non-eclectic, or
somehow fundamentalist/chaotic, now synonymous with “evil” (2).

I remember exactly when I first recognized unconditional Love as an
actual presence or state, irrespective of person, and while I was
instantly attracted to it, knew I had to Be it, it also scared the
bejeezus out of me, as I realized that its very presence destroyed
all my carefully-built-up scholarship and discrimination and mastery
of eclecticism, everything I had identified with, revealing its core-
nature of semi-conscious competition, power, etc. (this was in
Harvard Divinity School). Not surprisingly, this glimpse also
triggered the onset of a two-year Dark Night of the Soul :-)

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…the deepest lesson from M. Scott Peck is, if the model helps me understand another, see myself in the other and the other in myself, then it’s useful. If I am tempted to use it to pigeonhole another, to exalt myself over another or place myself ahead of another, then I can remember the deeper implication — that I cannot ever really judge where another lies on this scale. After all, all we can see is where we are — and where we’ve been. And if another looks to be *behind* us, how can we know that they’re not really *ahead* of us, on another turn of the spiral entirely? In truth, on several levels, all I ever really know is myself! And appreciate the Other :-)

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…we cannot truly know another — ever. When we are tempted to see another as being where we have been, it may be they are on another turn of the spiral, or perhaps in another topographical universe entirely :-)

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…condemning another is only (re)consigning portions of ourself to exile, to “Hell,” for the time being. (Not that there’s anything Wrong with that. :-) ) There may be other pinnacles beyond stage 4, including what may look like pre-stage-4 exclusivity to us. All we can really know is where we are, and where we’ve been — not where another truly is, except as a perfect mirror and opportunity to love yet more aspects or particles of ourself, of the “past” we’ve left behind and which seeks to reintegrate with us, to grow into us, into our Love-Being.

…I find I don’t fully trust *any* perception of the “other” unless it is crystalline-perfect, simply and utterly divine, nothing other than myself, and the heart then says “Yes! This is the Truth! I can rest here.” But either way, if they are showing us (or we are showing ourself) something other than this, we/they are offering us an opportunity to heal, to grow, to expand, and so they represent our “future” as well as our “past” :-)

…Is Violet really “superior” to Red?

…remembering it’s only one way to understand the self, and our various particles, and beyond this is the real treasure, the “unknowable” but fully-appreciatable :-)

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Well, I’m not saying don’t do it [judge others]; I’m just trying to point out its illusory, or more accurately self-reflective, basis.

…And because there is no other, as far as we can actually tell. There is only self in various positions in space-time, superimposed upon the (extra)ordinary Indescribable.

…it’s funny — often to me, when I see these little fellows jump
out in front of my car, they seem to be playing an ecstatic game of
tag! Or “missed me, missed me, hahahahaha!” As you say, just my mental superimposition :-)

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…Indeed, tracking everything backwards into Shiva’s darkness, all
thanks to that greatest of trickster-clowns, MMY!

:-)

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From my POV it appears that you and Rick and Turq are essentially illustrating (to borrow M. Scott Peck’s terminology) an Eclectic POV, whereas the Purusha guy clearly is not.

Is he indeed demonstrating the Fundamentalist or True-Believer POV?

It certainly appears so from some angles, particularly in his
apparent refusal to allow Rick to simply BE, and to appreciate him as
he IS. On the other hand, he is describing the insights of the Love
POV beautifully when he points out that our gathering of data and our
interpreting of them *depend* upon, and reflect back to us, our a-
priori “feeling-level,” and that our first responsibility is to take
responsibility for that. As far as I can remember, this doesn’t make
much sense either from a Fundamentalist nor an Eclectic POV, but only
from the POV of Love. And in that sense, he is *fully* appreciating
Rick as he IS, describing that perhaps-only-semi-conscious “feeling-
level” stance to him, showing him the Heart and its function in
discrimination.

On the other other hand, my own Heart is not particularly stirred by
the stance of the Purusha-guy, and Heart knows its own. It is almost
as if the Purusha-guy is using insights of Stage-IV Love to justify
Stage-II Fundamentalism.

And on the other other other hand, when I recall that my
interpetration of this whole thing is but a mirror of *my* feeling-
level, I realize I know nothing about what is really *out there*, but
I have learned something about my own capacities to transform an a-
priori Heart-truth into a secondary belief-structure, and for that I
am humbled, and grateful. Thanks, guys.

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I have no idea if MMY is all that or not; much of what I’ve heard of
his “Vedic” insights strikes me as less perfect than my own understanding, as if he is working with and re-working material that simply doesn’t “fit” right, for me at least. On the other hand, I owe those very understandings to what I have gained from Him; His Presence, His attention, His grace-flow is ever and always the most awesome self-reminder I have ever been blessed to encounter; and where it counts He is always offering more than I can even bear to receive. YMMV of course, but I’ll take that over a “veda-cognizing rishi” any day :-)

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…sometimes I find silence is boring; sometimes activity seems
boring. Sometimes the boredom appears to be a sign that it is time to
be doing or Being or appreciating something else, in this moment. If
circumstances don’t appear to allow a change, then I often find that my boredom is a clue that I’m not looking closely enough at the movie — am filtering it through a belief-structure that says, Been There, Done That; “Show’s over folks; there’s nothing more to see here.” On closer look, I generally find there’s always something new and rich about this moment, whether it be something new to appreciate in silence or in activity.

Sometimes — often — my boredom is a mask for some as-yet
unacknowledged particular pain that is crying out for attention,
somewhere in the body-mind. Numbness is a natural response to continual pain, something we just weren’t able to cope with at the time we were wounded. As our Heart expands further and further into the past, we encounter these slick-spots of boredom where particular “members” of us have fallen asleep. As they begin to awaken, they often feel pain, somewhat like a leg or an arm that has fallen asleep from disuse and feels pins and needles on awakening. In both cases — psychic and physical reawakening — I find silence, relaxation, stillness, breathing, easy attending, to be helpful.

…On the one hand we’re as perfect as we’re ever going to Be; on the
other, there’s always more, verdad?

:-)

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…this is the interesting thing — for the most part we can only see
what we BE, or have been. Getting back to M. Scott Peck’s model for a
moment, on closer look it all appears to be simple, alternating
currents or strata or layers of particle-identification and field-
identification.

Thus his POV-1 (Chaos) is the emergence of small-I particle-
identification, the unruly child.

Then his POV-2 (Fundamentalism) is the first emergence of field-
identification, subservience of the chaotic “evil”-I to a larger whole –
– one of rules, society, tribal consciousness (one could argue that
this is actually its second appearance, after the prenatal mother-child
we-ness).

Next his POV-3 (Eclecticism) is the re-emergence of small-I particle
identification, now with broadly expanded freedoms. One now sees the limiting or relative nature of the belief-systems of one’s previous fundamentalism.

Next his POV-4 (Love) is a new spiral of field-identification, Being
the Perfection of what IS, and so on. Beginning to see the relative
nature of *all* of our stories, even the one giving the subtitles in
this moment. Beginning to see *we have a choice* in how we gather and interpret data — and that it’s the “finest feeling level” we choose which determines our mental interpretrations and sense-gathering. Another great relief, yet more freedom, etc.

Next we could posit a POV-5 (Bliss) wherein we BE this great field now
*collapsing* its totality into particular point(s) of awareness,
embodying phsyical, literal, bliss. Now we see that the small I and the
large I are the same.

And so on, and so on — constantly alternating strata of fluid and
particle, in ever-rising harmonics.

When one is speaking a particular or a field truth, from whatever
level, one will tend to be heard, resonated with, by those identifying
primarily with some harmonic of that given stratum. Thus one expressing the particular truth of “I-as-bliss” will resonate with the Eclectics *and* the Chaotics, both of whom are Doing Their Own Thing. One expressing the field truth of “Only One” will resonate with the Lovers and the Fundamentalists, both of whom are experiencing profound devotion and mergence with the One.

We could see these alternating layers of particle- and field-identification as themselves the alternating denser-and-rarer strata of cosmic speech….

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…”sleep-witnessing,” when the Self, pure consciousness, the Witness, begins to shine forth so strongly that we feel as if we’re always awake, even while the body is actually sleeping. It’s generally considered to be a Good Thing, one of the signposts of growing Enlightenment — even if it does take a little getting used to! :-)

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…For me, it’s being aware of different states of awareness going
on simultaneously in different parts of the brain (or elsewhere). For
me, “sleep” is ongoing in the back parts of the brain, while “waking”
is in the front, and an indescribable function –“transcendence,”
say — goes on in a “third lobe” above the skull. So, like you, if I
want to bring “sleep” into predominance, I shift my attention towards
the place where it’s already going on: for me, towards the back of
the head. And then there are the other brains — heart, solar-plexus, belly and so on :-)

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Invoking an External Authority *really* doesn’t do it for me, doesn’t
touch my Heart.  “Maharishi says” and “Maharishi said” or “the Dalai
Lama says” or “the Bible says” are so often used as a hammer to smite the Unfaithful, intended to squelch independent thought (Eclecticism) — right up there with threatening them with going to Patala-Hell. Fundamentalism, in short.

A Fundamentalist is threatened by so many “bad” things, as if they
are outside the self, things to somehow be avoided. Attraction-
Aversion still runs unchallenged. To an Eclectic or Lover or
Anandist, it’s not Doubt, Disappointment and Rejection — and Anger,
let’s not forget Anger — that are damaging; it’s the further
*denial* of these particles that is damaging! Again, it appears here
as if a POV-4 Love-truth — that we can (and constantly do) choose
our state of consciousness — is being warped into a POV-2
Fundamentalist stance of mood-making and denial. But I guess that’s
just the dynamics of how any given harmonic is interpreted by the
next “younger” one. It is fascinating, all right.

…A POV-2 Fundamentalist “knower” *cannot* comprehend a POV-3 Eclectic, but has to place them back in POV-1, as a Chaotic/evil “seeker”.

In general a POV-4 Lover has fully embraced POV-3 doubt and despair
and anger and Hell, and is no longer afraid of them, no longer sees
them as outside the self; it is all perfect, though there are
certainly residual particles from the past to be fully understood,
loved and healed …the Fundamentalist-self, for example :-)

…This is equally true of the POV-3 Eclectic and the POV-2
Fundamentalist. The only difference is, the POV-3 Eclectic is no
longer denying these qualities, so they are much less “toxic”
and “damaging to the nervous system” then they were in POV-2. Denial is tamas (POV-2 Fundamentalism); acting out is rajas (POV-3 Eclecticism); unconditional clarity/truth is sattva (POV-4 Love)… lather, rinse, repeat? :-) …

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…Among many other Master-flavors, I used to “channel” his [Swami Muktananda] shaktipat-energies in 1982 or so. BAM! Very dynamic,
but I quit tuning into his channel when I found my heart was feeling
pained and strained afterward from the excess voltage running through it :-)

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Too many puns! Ahh well, soemtime I’ll ketchup, and in the meantime
I’ll relax, pick a lily, and relish yours :-)

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When the thousand-petalled lotus first appeared over my head on a TM-sidhis prep course in about ’78, it looked much like a huge white-golden parachute with a dark blue center “hole” — which may have been the blue pearl — from which threads of light issued down into the heart. At that time I was still doing a lot of astral-body travel, before I came to realize everything was actually inside this bodymind.

Since then electric-blue lights have manifested on numerous
occasions, most recently in people’s heads here in FF. I have never
been too drawn to the whole “blue-pearl” phenomenon, though, and
couldn’t say for sure if any of these experiences are equivalent to it.

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…everything had always appeared *outside* the bodymind, like someone in a car looking out at the passing scenery, before I realized the scenery — the stars, the universes, all beings, past and future — were in me. Then there was no need to leave the body in so-called subtler bodies to visit other timespaces and realms, as the other realms were already always available “inside/outside,” with a moment’s pinpoint of attention.

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…I’ve more recently seen there is also a way to physically accelerate through the love-light-bliss-barrier of this whole creation back into the Great Blue Being who is beyond/behind creation….

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Speaking for myself alone,…I know them,and I know how much weight to give their postings. If they touch my heart, I thank them, inwardly or outwardly. If they don’t, I ignore them. They are who they are. Arguing with them, as I used to do from time to time when I first came to FFL, felt like Brer Rabbit’s kicking the tar-baby. The tar baby didn’t get any cleaner, and I came away needing a good scrub.

To change analogies, on closer look I found that I was trying to comb
the mirror to fix my own unruly hair. The part of me that was
irritated by them was often the very part I saw in them — my inner
fundamentalist, the one who was so certain he was right, the one who
never saw the need to change, the one who had so little integrity he
was projecting all his sins out onto others and damning them.

Over the years I’ve come to see that almost always this little self-
righteous guy is generally *not* absolutely right — in fact, he’s
almost always wrong, he didn’t see the bigger picture. In my case,
the bigger picture has turned out to be my feeling-level. On the
feeling level, he’s in pain; I am not as attracted to identify with
the self-righteousness of the fundamentalist crusader as I once was.
Nor do I hate him, as I once did — the hate and the unconscious
identification being two sides of the same coin.

I’ve found this is the only way I can really reach the little guy —
through detachment. By neither hating nor identifying with him, I am
free to love him, as he is. And that’s more important to me than his
being right or wrong.

This is not to say that any of this is what You should or should not
be doing, of course. Who am I to judge You? As far as I can see, I
think what you’re doing and who you are, is great. I am just trying
to clarify why I “don’t care” about their falsehoods. It’s because I
found that just behind caring who was right and who was wrong, was
caring for the being who cared so much, and that being was in a lot
of pain. Identifying with that being exclusively, had become
intensely painful. Whether I was right or they were — neither way
worked for me. Either way, I lost! Or to put it another way,
my “belly” won — but my “heart” lost.

For me, since then, it is generally a great relief to realize “it’s
not me; it’s not them; it’s a pattern between Us.”

…For me, resistance = projection/identification = pain, and I
generally prefer detachment/love, in this moment.

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