Saturday, November 30, 2013

Impetus Of Truth

Truth lives, in fact, for the most part on a credit system. Our thoughts and beliefs pass so long as nothing challenges them, just as bank-notes pass so long as nobody refuses them. But this all points to direct face to face verification somewhere, without which the fabric of truth collapses like a financial system with no cash basis whatever. You accept my verification of one thing, I yours of another. We trade each other’s truth. But beliefs verified concretely by somebody are the posts of the whole superstructure.

William James wrote those thoughts in his 1906 lecture, Pragmatism’s Conception of Truth. We all develop a very complicated belief structure. We creatively interlock our truths and seal them with the thoughts, influences and associations. Our creative consciousness builds a reality from the non-being that anchors the beliefs of many Eastern Religions.

Trying to describe non-being is like trying to catch the wind that shakes the consciousness of nature. Perhaps non-being is a state, not of nothingness, but a state of possibilities and probabilities, which are known and anticipated, but are blocked from physical expression.

Non-being, then, is a state of agony where creative and existence are known, but the ways to produce them are not known. Our creativity and truth are drawn from the agony experienced by the consciousness that first felt the impetus of change, development, survival and creativity. A portion of that impetus is within us, and our free will uses it to create our own form of non-being.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Psychic Pyramid

I am the ever-loving God, the ever present creator living within you and moving through you expressing as you in myriad forms- as you and you, and you- as the animals as the trees and the sky and the firmament as everything that exists.

Eva Pierrakos wrote those thoughts in her 1957 book, The Pathwork Of Self-Transformation Making sense of God is not an easy task. We believe God is a three dimensional entity that is above us, but that concept mirrors the belief that the world is flat. The notion of a god-particle comes a little closer to the nature of God, but God is more than a particle or even a cluster of particles.

Religion conditions use to believe that we can’t explain God. This belief structure creates questions with no answers. Faith, they say, is our only salvation. But the fact is there is nothing to be saved from. God is the ever present consciousness living within us and all physical and non-physical beings.

A new, but old, image of God is emerging. God is not human. God is an energy gestalt. God is a psychic pyramid of interconnected, ever-expanding gestalt of consciousness. This energy creates instantaneously as well as simultaneous universes and the individual consciousness that are endowed with psychic comprehension, personal perspective, intelligence and eternal validity. This gestalt is aware of and is active within every conceivable form of life.

Eva goes on to say: I shall dwell in you and if you allow Me to act through you to be known through your brain to be felt through your feelings you will experience My power that is limitless

Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Old Year

Others see only the old year shadowed, wrinkled and harrowed, sad fearful moods; we though see shining friendship and trusting; see the new thrusting find us renewed!

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe is considered the most important writer in the German language, and one of the most important thinkers in our Western Culture. His massive library of esoteric thought influenced 19th century German philosophy. His work also had an impact on thinkers like Hegel and Schelling.

What do we see when we look into our soul? Eyes of fear shine a light on the darkness that exists within the shadows of consciousness. Reflections of trust create sturdy beams that support the character of our essence. We sense a new thrusting within us. We rebound from the goal post of one reality and pass the ball of time to another fabricated value system. Within that system, we find the brilliance of our wrinkled and harrowed creations.

Monday, November 18, 2013

The Non-Intervals Of Each Moment

As you’re one with the person you were a second ago or a week ago, as you’re one with the person you’re going to be a moment from now or a week from now, so you’re one with the person you were a lifetime ago, the one you are in an alternate lifetime, the one you’ll be a hundred lifetimes into what you call your future.

Rich Bach wrote those thoughts in his 2004 book, The Messiah’s Handbook. There is so much we don’t know about consciousness. For every moment we exist in this reality, there’s another moment where we don’t exist. The molecules and atoms that fuel the cells within us, pulsate. That means they blink in and out of this reality, and are active in other realities. Science is just discovering that fact, so most of us still don’t believe we are experiencing more than one reality in any given lifetime.

Our consciousness fluctuates. It is here and then it is not. This anomaly happens so quickly we don’t realize the scope of our multidimensionality. We focus on one reality, but we have memory of the times we are not focused in this time/space moment. We have memory of all of our dreams. We have memory of all of our lives, but we believe we exist in time intervals, so we ignore what we don’t comprehend.

We live in this existence, but we also live in the non-intervals of each moment.

Friday, November 15, 2013

Symphony Of Life

Wild air, world mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles, goes home betwixt The fleeciest, frailest-flixed Snowflake, that’s fairly mixed With riddles, and is rife In every least thing’s life; This needful, never spent, And nursing element; My more than meat and drink, My meal at every wink; This air, which, by life’s law, My lung must draw and draw Now but to breathe its praise…

Gerard Manly Hopkins was an English poet and Jesuit priest. Hopkins use of prosody and imagery in his work. Those elements established him as a daring innovator in a period of traditional verse.

The wind and the air that carries it are invisible realities. We can’t see the wind or the air, but we know they exist. Just like consciousness, we see the effects of this invisible energy, and we create realities within them.

The wind of consciousness is constantly blowing within us. Intrusions of knowledge flicker in and out of inner environment and we feel the air of our own multiplicity. These hurricanes of thought clash with the current of our present beliefs, and the feeling-tone of our personality is altered by the impact.

These typhoons of knowing restructure our intellectual framework. We begin to sense the air and the wind for what they do. They create an expanded symphony of life, and they add an element of sympathy to our insensitive beliefs about the self.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Flutter In The Breeze

The blackbird swooped, eyes shadowing earth, dead leaves, feathers tipped with snow One finds beaches anywhere, airports, skies of snow. Perched on the ticket counter, blackbird watches the four-engine plane land, propellers stilled. Dead leaves flutter from the sky

Shinkichi Takahashi words can be interpreted in several ways. At first glance, they make no sense, but when his work is examined as Zen thought, they make perfect sense. Death is a word that brings senseless images to mind. Death to some of us is a senseless void, but to Takahashi it was another reality. A reality connected to all realities. Takahashi understood the meaning of the word dead. To him, death is a incarnational holding bin.

We change after death. We experience endless dimensions. None of those dimensions destroy the others. Our future personalities are as real as our present one. Consciousness is the creator of individuality. It does not destroy it. Just like the blackbirds perched on the ticket counter, we watch our personality blend with other aspects of our self, and we flutter in the breeze of our multidimensionality.

Friday, November 8, 2013

Tomorrow Of Eternity

Dead man steps over sweaty sleeper on the platform, in quest of peace. Thunderously dawn lights earth.

Smashed by the train, head spattered on the track-not a smudge of brain. Nothing left: thought-smoke.

A moment- a billion years.

Don't curl like orange peel, don't ape a mummified past. Uncage eternity. When self's let go, universe is all- O for speed to get past time!

The great Japanese poet, Shinkichi Takahashi, worked as a waiter and then as an errand boy for a newspaper office. In 1921, he produced a mimeographed collection of Dadaist poems. In 1923, and again in 1926 and 1928, he published books of poems that shocked and puzzled, but were warmly received by a few. One critic called him the “Japanese Rimbaud.” That was the beginning of his journey in the art of Zen poetry.

Death is not a closed system. Each part of our soul contains the whole, and the soul continues to create from that whole. The soul knows itself, and it is not confused by our ignorance. There is meaning and energy in each thought. Thought form patterns and probable realities. We are not bound by any corner of existence. We live more than one life and speed past time in order to remember that every spec of now is the tomorrow of eternity.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Spiritual Elasticity

Christianity is therefore constituted not only with the teaching of Jesus himself but with all the dogmatical and speculative interpretations concerning the personality of Jesus and his doctrine that have accumulated ever since the death of the founder. In other words, Christ did not found the religious system known by his name, but he was made founder by his followers.

D.T. Suzuki in his essay, Doctrine of Enlightenment, explains how we give birth to our inner religious drama. This interior drama is a psychological phenomenon. We push our desire to connected to other portions of the self outward, and we establish modes of behavior, and symbols of worship in order to confirm our inner knowledge.

This symbiotic relationship creates a union between God and man. We feel closer to our inner truth, when we have an outward symbol of our inherent connection with the key aspect of our identity.

Our worldly issues are the result of this spiritual ignorance. As we move through this new wave of knowing, no man will look down on individuals from other races. No sex will be better than another. An open-ended consciousness feels its connection with all forms of life.

The result of this wave will be a radical change in our social and governmental behavior. We will have more freedom to use our spiritual elasticity as we move through this three-dimensional training ground.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Time Pours Down

Time like a lake breeze Touched his face. All thought left his mind.

One morning the sun, menacing, Rose from behind a mountain, Singing…like hope…the trees.

Fully awakened, he lit his pipe And assumed the sun-inhaling pose; Time poured down… like rain, like fruit.

He glanced back and saw a ship Moving towards the past. In one hand, He gripped the sail of eternity,

And stuffed the universe into his eyes.

Shinkichi Takahashi, one of Japan’s 20th century poets, understood time. Time is a psychic organization of experiences. Time does not separate our experiences. Our perception of time separates our events. We perceive our experiences one at a time. Birth and death, beginning and end, are aspects of our experiences. They are part of the experience, not the time.

The whole self or soul never completely materializes in our three dimensional world. Parts of it are projected into our reality at certain now points. The soul considers those points characteristics of its experiences. Time does not exist for the soul. Our focus creates time, but it never sees it. We see our perception of it in our experiences.

We believe time pours down like rain, but the rain is the fruit of our own perceptions.