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Selected works of Richard Rose
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Jacob's Ladder (part 4) by Richard Rose |
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Summer, 1992 by Shawn Nevins |
Being and Doing by Douglas Harding |
First Know Thyself by Art Ticknor |
This Camera by Art Ticknor |
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Jacob's Ladder (part 4), by Richard Rose
Q. I sort of embarked upon this process myself. I suppose you could say I was
all the way up to the process-observer point for awhile. Never satisfied, always
evaluating many different types of feelings, including intuitive feelings that
negated all of the empirical data I had accumulated.
R. Yes.
Q. But then, all of these things started to overload. I started to not be able
to function on an everyday, practical....
R. Right. That's right.
Q. In fact, the ability of my mind to function in an empirical, linear fashion
in a way that the University requires, began to break down. So again, instead of
being able to keep going, I had to....
R. Retreat.
Q. Right. I had to retreat. And so I find myself slightly frustrated. Because at
times I dip right back down to the bottom again.
Q. (A different person.) I think you kind of reach another dimension. But you'll
still be in the same place you were, and you'll still have to cope. But as for
what he said about adding to the computer and things getting harder, I don't see
that. As you get the thing working, things become easier, not harder. And the
mind doesn't overload, because you were working against yourself in the first
place, but now it's working with ideas that make it easier.
But it should become easier. And the intuition mixes with the logic. And I don't
believe in positive/negative. Because if you believe it then you're going to
look for it.
R. Let me say something to the other fellow, because he posed a problem. I don't
know how much you're acquainted with Zen, but this process was demonstrated in
the lives of people who reached the maximum enlightenment, or Sahaja Nirvikalpa
Samadhi.
The thing happened to each person pretty much as you described. In that they saw
the foolishness of life, they intuited a path but it didn't work, they
approached a point in which their head, everything, all the stuff hit the fan --
and they were overcome and they couldn't continue. It was either trust yourself
to accident or death, or get back and grab a hold of something tangible.
Q. Exactly.
R. Now strangely enough, in the Zen path, so many scholars having described this
to the three or six thousand students in some of the monasteries in China, they
devised a system of deliberately bombing the head. And it was the exercise of
attaining no-mind, which I don't approve of. I don't approve of trying to make
your mind go blank.
The understanding is that when you reach the point of no-mind, the All-Mind
invades it, and you know everything. But you can't go about it just by
simulating, taking a symptom. You have to do it as you did it, but have faith in
it and in yourself, regardless of whether you go insane, drop dead, get thrown
out of college, whatever. Persist. Keep that computer going.
And what happens is the head explodes. Not the physical head, but the
comprehensiveness.
Q. Are you implying that self-esteem, if I could use that category, is related
to intuition? That the malfunction of intuition....
R. Your intuition wasn't perfected; or possibly your time hadn't come. I made a
decision when I was twenty-one years of age -- looking ahead and reading books
about people who had gotten into raja yoga and that sort of thing, and people
who had gotten into Christian mysticism and were written off as nuts -- that I
very possibly could be written off as a nut. That I could get into prostate
cancer or something and die. And I said, "So what? I don't want to live
undefined. I'll take the chance."
You walk right up to the edge and you say, "Hey, my head's coming apart." And
you get frightened. But that total lonesomeness takes you away from all of your
contact with relativity. That lonesomeness is that your essence is separated for
all time from this relative thing, including your dear relatives, your dear
children that may come or may have been here already, your possessions,
everything. So you may lose all that, including your degree in the university.
But once you return -- just like he says, he's coming in from a point which is
very valid, too -- that once you get there you realize there is no positive and
negative. And that's part of the new definition that you have.
Do you understand what I'm talking about, then? That when a person says there is
no positive and negative, he's transcended the positive and negative. Which we
know in chemistry is there; in mathematics it's there. But in a spiritual
realization, once you reach that, there are no positives and negatives.
For instance, I'll say that a guy who shortchanges me is a thief, maybe. But
there are no bad people; I know that implicitly. There are no bad people and
there are no good people. But we've still got to live in this good/bad world.
Q. Do you think that we're sort of fooling ourselves, coming to these lectures
and reading books and trying to work on ourselves? I have a feeling that if I
got to that point, where my mind was threatened, I'd be frightened too, and set
back.
R. Sure. Now that's the reason for the so-called monastery -- and ashrams. A lot
of people sensed this, that they'd want to be alone at that time. So they had
somebody standing close to them, so when the guy said, "I'm scared stiff," why
he says, "Well, if you die I'll bury you." (Laughter.)
It's just like a guy taking another person through an acid trip. You say, "Now
you're going to encounter such-and-such a little bug along the road, and don't
jump through the window, because you'll come back, and everything will be all
right."
Q. The whole issue of the realm of emotions versus cognitive thought, or
empirical thought -- versus the meditative state, which is neither -- the thing
that throws me is the flooding of emotions, actually, that causes downfall. It
stopped my cognitive, empirical powers of mind from functioning.
R. Well, of course, that stops you anyhow. That's what they call the death. See,
I always say -- you have to do a lot of this so-called empirical or logical
thinking -- that you have to fatten up the head before the head is cut off. The
head has to be fattened up for some reason before you chop it off.
You can't just say. "Well, I'm going to be zero." You can't just go out and
dissipate, and blow all your energy and say, "It doesn't matter what happens to
me, whether a guy chops off my hand or chops off part of my mentality, or a drug
blows part of my brains away." No, no. You have to concentrate.
Buddha made a remark -- supposedly, I don't know whether he did or not, but it's
in his books. He said, "First you have to learn to think of one thing; then you
have to learn to think of everything; then you have to learn to think of
nothing."
Now that's translated. I have another explanation for it. It's first you have to
be one-pointed; you have to be determined and you have to have a single
objective. In the pursuit of that single objective you have to study the
universe. You can't leave a stone unturned or a book unread, if that's what it
takes, or an exercise unexperimented with.
But then he says you've got to think of nothing. You can't think of nothing.
What happens -- after you bombard yourself with possibilities, you blow the
head. And nothing is there. Your thinking becomes nothing.
But you don't think of nothing. So this is the difference between what I call
choosing the symptom, trying to imitate the symptom -- in some of the Zen
practices of exercising no-mind, or trying to have no-mind -- as opposed to just
attacking the problem and attacking the problem, until the head just blows.
Q. The idea of meditation -- I've gone through TM. I firmly believe that TM was
not necessary, that I could have used any mantra I wanted to use -- but the
process of initiation I went through was helpful.
R. Sure.
Q. I occasionally reached a state in meditation in which there was no thought,
no mantra, and even no space and time. And that also became frightening, because
in terms of being a biological organism, there are certain things that we must
do. And I don't want to be in a Zen monastery for the rest of my life.
R. I never spent any time in one. I don't think it affects you that much.
I studied under a Zen teacher for awhile. In fact, there's a saying, that during
the experience the hills cease to be hills and the valleys cease to be valleys,
but after the experience the hills are once more hills and the valleys are once
more valleys.
You can't stay in that non-dimension. The body can't function, the mind can't
function, in a non-dimension. You return; there's no doubt about it.
Q. Ok, in that non-dimension, during that period, there was no thought.
R. Right.
Q. And it wasn't a dream state either. Well, I can't say that because....
R. The trouble of it is though that you didn't hang on long enough, or you
wouldn't have had the thought of urgency to get back and save your hide.
Q. This drawing you've given, which to me is very useful, is a very intellectual
process. You're saying we watch our actions through this intellectual yoga. How
in your system of watching your actions do you deal with the emotions? Which
often are the drivers, and prevent the intellect from working.
R. Well -- you're kind of throwing me on the dichotomy between intellect and
emotions, because -- sure, I don't think we do too much of anything unless we're
emotionally impelled. I think sometimes the emotions impel us in a direction,
and so for that we question our motives, and try to work diametrically opposite,
or despite them. And that in turn is only emotional in origin.
Q. I'm speaking about emotions in the sense of that constantly changing pattern
which comes as the sensory impulses come into the human being, and associate
with patterns of desire and so forth. And therefore continually changing, and
preventing the mind from working. How does your system deal with that?
R. You watch it. What I'm talking about, just simple positives and negatives,
this is the whole spectrum of action. For instance, you go through such things
as knowing, as I said, that what looks good to you today may be different
tomorrow. And you look at, say, this cup I'm holding -- in the eyeball it's
upside-down, and the mind adjusts it.
And the same way with emotions. Emotions are like kaleidoscopic views. And you
have to sort that, and keep sorting it, until you get a true perspective.
Q. Do you propose, at least at first, using sitting process meditating?
R. No. In fact, I can't think sitting, so I don't advise anybody else. I can
think walking. Of course, I think that people who are highly agitated possibly
should train themselves to sit. I'm hypothyroid; if I sat I'd go to sleep. So I
keep moving.
Q. Do you advocate this for all your students?
R. No, no. I don't advocate. I say, "In your judgment, you have to start and
look things over." And I don't say anything about diet; I don't even say
anything about what books to read.
I just say, though, that no matter what books you read you're going to be faced
with this same thing, of the relative world, the empirical, umpire type of
judgment, the understanding of an umpire mind. This will come to you. And you'll
eventually evolve in the same way, into a logical opposed to an intuitional type
of thinking.
Now as for how you go about that -- I don't believe that any two people are the
same. I knew a man one time -- one of the most outstanding cases of
enlightenment I encountered in my entire life [Paul Woods]. And I studied under
a Zen master whom I know was enlightened.
He's unknown. His name is [Alfred] Pulyan, out of Kent, Connecticut, right next
to New York. But he didn't care, particularly; he wasn't selling anything, so he
didn't care to be advertised too highly. While a lot of the people with the
rubber stamp -- they had the authority, by virtue of the rubber stamp, and they
taught words. Which anybody can get out of ancient books.
But anyhow, this one fellow, his name was Paul Woods -- out of Dallas, Texas, or
San Antonio, Texas, one of the two -- was basically a Christian. And he never
was interested too much in anything except the Christian religion. Devout,
believed in the Church -- and they made an aviator out of him. And they sent him
over to bomb Japan.
So he went nuts, so to speak, in the eyes of his fellow officers, and they
furloughed him back to the States. Where he continued to wrestle with these
ideas. "What's going on? My thinking has been erroneous. I depended on the
fundamentalistic approach, and it isn't working out."
So he just belabored himself. His wife says, "You'd better shake yourself out of
that and go back to work, or we're going to starve to death. He didn't. She
divorced him. His kids wouldn't have anything to do with him. He went down and
tried to get a job -- he went to work as a salesman for some car agency, and he
told me he was in there and everything was hitting the fan. Just like this
fellow was talking about.
Everything went wrong. He was praying. He said the only thing he knew how to do
that he learned from the church was to pray. And that was the Lord's Prayer. So
he said he took the Lord's Prayer and he took it apart and he prayed it
forwards, backwards, he analyzed it, he studied it, and he kept on praying. But
he said it wasn't getting him anyplace, he wasn't doing anything.
So one day, he said it was an especially bad day, he was sitting at his desk and
a couple of customers came in. He had sold them a car, and they were preaching
at him, bitching. And he said he just right in front of them laid his head down
on the desk and prayed for God to kill him. He found a new prayer.
And he just passed out. He said when he woke up, he was in the hospital. But he
said he had been for about ten days on a journey, in which he saw the space/time
picture. He had been in space/time. He had traveled, he had seen history.
He'd be walking down the street with you, and he could describe, if he happened
to be in that place, he could describe say the battle of Gettysburg. He'd be
watching it, telling you what was happening.
But he had come to the answer beyond all trouble. He knew what the answer was
and he had still returned.
But this man didn't have anything except this persistent determination. With
what little tools he had in hand, his Lord's Prayer, his Christian education,
his sense of logic, his sense of justice, his sense of injustice. And these
things battled back and forth until his head popped.
When I discovered this, I found that it isn't limited to any system. Anybody can
do it. You don't have to have a teacher even. It's good to have somebody -- if
you don't want to catch leprosy, well, consult a leper. Or if you want to be a
mountain climber, talk to a mountain climber; he might save you breaking your
neck.
Or, if you're going into something and there's somebody standing beside you, and
your head flips out -- and he gets a hold of you and says, "Ok, I'll stick here
with you until the thing's through" -- maybe that helps.
But I maintain that there's no -- it doesn't matter whether you eat meat, or eat
grain, or stand on your head, or sit in a position. I think these are all
external things that belong to an external world.
© 1976 by Richard Rose. All Rights Reserved. This talk is available on
CD through Rose Publications. To be continued...
"Quiet Rooms"
A leaf falls,
*
Silence hangs in the air
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"Down the Rabbit Hole"
Caught
Somewhere in you is a moment
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"The Name"
There is a face
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Within you is a
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Roaring,
"Back there," he intoned,
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My life opened in the darkness
Summer, 1992
The last time I talked with my grandfather, I was struck by his summarization of
people's lives: Carl Walters, he bought a farm, married a girl from in town, had
two kids, and he died. One of his children was a banker. He did really well. Had
a big, brick house near Kidville. He died. Elizabeth was a student of mine. She
married a boy from Simpsonville. He died. Later on, she died.
Are you anything other than this fragile chemistry?
That is not what I set out to write today. Instead I wanted to write of the
heart of the spiritual path - the quest for our source. Particularly, of the day
I realized that the answer to my philosophic questions lay in looking for the
source of thought. Prior to that day, I spent nearly two years reading spiritual
books, attending Self Knowledge Symposium meetings, challenging and changing my
habits and character deficiencies. In short, I was improving my self, becoming a
better functioning human being.
That changed one day when, during my first solitary retreat, it dawned on me
that I was searching in the wrong direction. I suddenly realized I had to study
my mind with my mind, to search within for the source of my thoughts. If I could
unravel that mystery, I would be free.
Trouble is, that sudden realization didn't happen that way. My brain did a bit
of automatic summarizing in the twelve years since that isolation. I know this
because I still have my journals (by the way, if you don't keep a journal, you
are a fool. It is an immensely valuable practice.).
Rather than a sudden realization, there was a slow percolation of thoughts over
the preceding months. Working through one method, a new method appeared. That is
the path. You work with the immediate problems at hand -- your natural koans --
by observation, then rejection of that which is less true (see
The Natural Koan and To Change or Not to
Change for more on this).
Here is an excerpt from my journal. It is the last day of my first week-long
solitary retreat.
7/28/1992: When I first came to the Group [Self Knowledge Symposium], I was
hurting from a girl who left me, disillusionment with the academic world, and
the recognition that my life was still not right even though I had moved to a
new town. I was facing my fear of being alone. The Group gave me something to be
a part of; where I could fit. The conversation stimulated my mind. I took some
pride in being part of a group of philosophers who were talking about "deep
stuff." My old fear of death, which I had intellectually settled, resurfaced. I
realized I didn't know where I was going, if anywhere, after death. So I began
to read and wonder. The longer I stayed, the more I began to look at the world.
I realized that no one really knew anything. They were all stumbling along in
the dark. I was afraid of wasting my life.
This summer brings a change of perspective: who is afraid? My curiosity about
myself has awakened. I wonder who it is that is driven by this fear and why.
Where do thoughts come from? I see now that I must analyze my thinking machine
before I can discover anything about an afterlife. For some reason, I'm not
quite as afraid of death. Oh, I know the body would resist to the end, but the
idea of death isn't quite as terrifying. There is work to be done, countless
factors to be accounted for. I am curious about my robot. Still, I lack desire,
a fire to know. I must build a fire under me, get my feet moving.
I never did find the fire I thought I was supposed to have. I simply kept
working.
If you seek the source of thought by literally looking within your mind,
attempting to look beyond the black box from which thought originates, you may
move beyond being merely memory. You will look upon the summarization of your
life with humor rather than fear and let the details fall where they may.
Being and Doing
Life has a distressing way of presenting us with dilemmas, with seemingly
insoluble problems about what to do and what not to do. Not so much problems
with no answer as predicaments with two quite contradictory answers. We don't
know where we stand. Issues aren't clear-cut. Right and wrong have a tendency to
change places. You might say that life is a cleft stick, a game impossible to
win, a continuing choice of evils.
One of the most troublesome of these dilemmas is whether to watch or to play the
game of life, whether to decline or welcome responsibility, whether to cop out
or to cop in.
The world's great teachers don't make it any easier for us to decide. They seem
only to add to the confusion. Take Jesus for example. On the one hand, in his
Sermon on the Mount, he tells us to relax, to let tomorrow take care of itself,
to leave everything to the hidden Power that makes the lilies grow and accounts
for their beauty. On the other hand, in the Parable of the Talents, he heaps
praise on the busy, duty-bound, responsible citizen, and cheerfully consigns the
unprofitable layabout to hell. Or take Nisargadatta: "As long as you have the
idea of influencing events, liberation is not for you. The very notion of
doership, of being a cause, is bondage." And yet, again and again, he insists
that conscious effort is essential in life, and indeed that earnestness is the
decisive factor. Finally, take Ramana: "No-one succeeds without effort," he
declares. "The successful few owe their success to their perseverance." And then
immediately he adds: "A passenger in a train would be silly to keep his load on
his head. Let him put it down. He will find that the load reaches the
destination all the same. Similarly, let us not pose as the doers, but resign
ourselves to the guiding Power."
Well, which shall we do — carry our load or dump it? Help others to carry their
loads, or accept no responsibility for them either?
The dilemma is far from being a merely intellectual puzzle. It is real and it
hurts, so much so that some of us are being torn apart by it. There is no
"right" choice. Whether we take the way of just letting things happen, or of
strenuous intervention, we are in for trouble. The life of the dropout who
exerts no effort and makes no decisions and accepts no responsibility for
himself -- let alone for others -- what sort of life is that? As for his
opposite, the "square" -- the hard-working, conscientious, load-carrying,
public-spirited fellow -- we all know the stresses and strains, the compromises
and frustrations and anxieties that are coming to him. To say nothing of the
decay and death that will too soon terminate himself and his best-laid plans.
It is the very nature of every living thing to look after itself, to see to its
own welfare, to prefer itself to others. It has no time for altruism. Its job is
the survival of its separate thinghood. Thus it lays claim to a portion of the
world's space, filling out this volume to the exclusion of all rivals. It has
room only for those things that it needs to unthing and incorporate -- in a
word, for its food. In general, its behavior is aimed at its own survival at
others' expense. Now this unrelenting self-seeking is more than a necessity of
life. It is the life-thrust itself. Well aware of this, you don't say of an
undersized cabbage in your vegetable garden that it generously takes less than
its full share of water and sunlight, or praise the weakest piglet in the litter
for not being greedy at the trough. On the contrary, you dismiss them as
unhealthy, insufficiently alive. It's the same in your flower garden. The finest
lilies are those that grab their full share, or more, of the available
nutrients.
It’s no different with people. Let's face it: a vital, truly alive man is one
who knows what he wants, and goes after it, and gets it. He is self-reliant,
energetic, audacious, determined, fully cooperative when it suits his purpose,
of course, but at other times quite ruthless. Above all, he doesn't sit around
moaning about his bad luck, his crippling circumstances, or what God and his
parents and his genes and chromosomes did to him. Instead, he takes himself for
better or worse as his own property for which he alone is responsible. And
insofar as he avoids this responsibility, and lacks purpose and drive and a
strong sense of doership, he falls short of manhood. You could charitably call
him a retiring, humble, self-effacing man; or, more honestly, a tired man, a
sick man, a failed man, and no more deserving of our admiration than the wilting
plant or the undersized animal. To be manly is to take responsibility for one's
particular portion of the world and all the life in it, and to live out that
life zestfully, without apologies or holding back.
What price, then, the Sermon on the Mount, with its insistence on passivity? And
what shall we say of the Saint or the Sage who is happy to stand on the bank of
the river of life, watching the waters rush by, and careful not to get his feet
wet?
Are the Liberated, in fact, idle, feeble, failed, irresponsible humans?
Obviously not. Quite the contrary, they are specially alive and in their own way
marvelously determined and energetic and -- where necessary -- quite ruthless.
The Blessed Angela of Foligno, a true Seer of the indwelling God, went so far as
to view with almost murderous satisfaction the deaths of her mother and husband
and children, whom she regarded as "impediments" to her spiritual life. Young
Ramana stole money to go off and live the holy life -- a life that throughout
relied on others' earnings -- and for years he never revealed his whereabouts to
his grieving mother. The real Sage or Saint or Seer is a tough and determined
character. There is a world of difference between the dropout and the Seer, no
matter how alike their appearance and behavior (and sometimes their account of
themselves) may happen to be.
And the difference is this: the dropout thinks he is essentially some kind of
person (for example a carefree and unconventional person) whereas the Seer sees
that he's not a person at all. The one imagines he's a thing in the world, while
the other perceives he's the No-thing that contains the world. The one
identifies himself with his appearance as a second/third person, the other with
his reality as First Person. And not only is the Seer the Space in which things
happen, but also the Space in which all the dilemmas and contradictions that
afflict things happen, without affecting the Space in the slightest. In his
capacity as the Container of things, as the Aware Space which is also their
Source and Reality, he is himself the reconciliation of whatever divides them.
Thus the Seer resolves the dilemma of passivity versus activity, of detachment
versus involvement, of witnessing versus responsibility, in the only way they
can be solved -- by being the Source of both. As their single Source and Spring,
he is upstream of all its bifurcating tributaries. He is the Stem of the cleft
stick. He is the indivisible Divider.
And what you, dear reader, really, really are is that Source, that Spring, that
Stem. Only in appearance have you ever been human. Intrinsically, therefore, you
are free of all the contradictions and tearings apart that humans are subject
to.
What is a human being? It is, as we have already noticed, a something -- opaque,
colored, solid, small. It is full of itself. It occupies and packs out with
flesh and blood a few thousand cubic inches, thus excluding other creatures from
that volume. It exists by closing itself to others, by being distant from them,
distinct from them. It survives by disappearing them. It proclaims itself
alone, announcing to an alien world: "Here am I! Keep off! No entry!"
Are you like this, in your own experience at this moment?
If so, how do you manage so easily to take in this page and all the printing on
it, right now? How else but by giving it room, by disappearing in its favor?
Have you anything where you are, at this moment, to keep it out with? Aren't you
built open, an empty vessel for filling with anything and everything that may
present itself, all the way from the stars to these black marks on paper? And
when you look up from this page to the face of your friend over there, don't you
take in and take on that face?
Or, if you disagree, if you aren't accommodation for things, but just one of
them, how do you account for their brilliance at this moment compared with the
obscurity of their observer, not to mention his absence? All you need to settle
these crucial questions is to stop thinking long enough just to take a look. And
then, if you really do experience yourself as that object you keep on seeing
over there in your mirror, if you really are what you look like to others, why
then you are a human being after all, and that's that. But if, on the contrary,
you really are what you look like to yourself -- namely, Room for things to come
and go in -- why then you are divine, and should put an end to this charade,
this pretence of being "only human after all."
As Divinity itself, as the Space for all and the Source of all, you are
responsible for all. There is no second Power. Who you really, really are did it
all, is doing it all. But notice whether this Space that you are is efforting
its contents. Do you, who are attending to the scene, have any sense of
intending it, of contriving it and cobbling it together, of causing and
maintaining it? It is for you, who are responsible for it, to say. Isn't it
rather that everything flows spontaneously, without motive or taking thought,
from your Being, a ceaseless spin-off from Who you are? Wasn’t Ramana right when
he said: "No motive can be attributed to that Power ... God is untouched by
activities, which take place in His presence"?
Here, then, is the perfect reconciliation between the detachment that witnesses
all and the attachment that is involved in all. It was the false notion that you
are really a human being that gave rise to the dilemma, the contradiction
between the Sermon on the Mount and the Parable of the Talents. At the highest
level Dilemma, which is uncomfortable, gives way to Paradox, which isn't. Your
true Nature is the Paradox to take care of all paradoxes: there is nothing that
is not you and nothing that is you; the Aware Space is and isn't its contents;
you care and you don't care; you control things and they just happen. This may
sound silly, but in fact it is the perfection of wisdom. Also it works.
And even at less exalted levels these conclusions make sense. The responsibility
that a man feels, his sense of controlling this and that, is illusory. Every
event in his life is conditioned by the other events constituting the universe,
as if everybody were making a living by taking in everybody else's washing.
Attributing particular causes to particular events, and feeling personally
responsible for any of them, is unrealistic. The universe is strictly
indivisible, and the only way to take responsibility for some of it is to take
responsibility for all of it. Which is to be the Whole of it.
You as the Whole of you are responsible for everything, and manage it all very
well -- and this without any sense of responsibility or good management. How can
you know this for sure? Only by being yourself now and consulting your firsthand
experience. Only by ceasing to masquerade as a man, a woman, or a child.
The answer to the dilemma of being and doing, to the problem of personal
responsibility, is not to give up the feeling of being personally responsible
for this and that, but to take it to the limit -- where it vanishes, and you can
say with Ramana Maharshi:
From "Look for Yourself," by Douglas E. Harding. Copyright 1998 by Douglas E.
Harding. All rights reserved. Reprinted by arrangement with Inner Directions,
Carlsbad, California 92013.
www.InnerDirections.org. For information about Douglas Harding and his
teaching, visit Headless.org.
First Know Thyself
If someone told you there was going to be a catastrophe at an intersection down
the road -- that they'd had a vision of it -- and you didn't dismiss the
possibility outright, how would you react? Would you ignore it under the
conviction of fatalism, personal immunity or other superiority? Would you avoid
the intersection on the off-chance that it may be true? Maybe tell your family
and friends about it "just in case"?
"First know thyself." How does that command register? Is it the voice of someone
else telling you something, trying to get you to do something? Or does it ring a
bell somewhere inside? If the former, will you dismiss it outright? Give it some
half-hearted consideration, maybe agreeing that it's a good idea, while the mind
lines up arguments about the impracticality of such a quest? If the latter, will
the mind go into high gear rounding up reasons why, although it's important and
maybe even critical to your well-being, it's too big a task to tackle right now
-- since there are other things that need to get done first? Or, if the
mind is more clever, set off on a course of study and investigation of how to go
about knowing the self -- as a means of indefinite procrastination until the
"perfect" path is found?
To know thyself, you have to go beyond the self. Douglas Harding spelled out the
success formula that he found: "Put first things first, and everything else will
take care of itself." Richard Rose stated it in these terms: "Do all things for
the sake of a higher power, and it will correctly guide your every step."
Perfecting the self is not the goal. Knowing the self involves transcending the
individual self and seeing it from a higher perspective. The higher power, with
its comprehensive perspective, turns out to be none other than our True Self.
Before: This Camera
Where am I, exactly, at this point in time?
It can't be a matter of travel in space;
Is the path, then, through seeing the self as no-thing?
What remains is this self-conscious awareness,
Trusting the Inner Self
Trap: Identification with pain. The usual reaction to pain
is avoidance, either through distraction or medication-induced relief. Thinking
it is "us" that hurts, we must get rid of our pain. Pain is nothing more than a
signal that something needs our attention. Identification with our thoughts and
feelings, and thus our pain, keeps us from this simple truth. By avoiding pain
or medicating it out of our awareness, we procrastinate facing both the problem
the pain is pointing to and the action or change needed to solve it.
Trick: Seeing pain for what it is. By seeing pain as the
simple signal it is, we can turn our attention on it without fear or over
reaction. The underlying problem can be dealt with and, usually, the pain stops.
This is especially true in relation to psychic pain, the avoiding of which can
keep us in the following Trap of
Ignoring our conscience: That faint voice from the depths
is often seen as a pain to be avoided, thus preventing us from learning the
following Trick of
Trusting the Inner Self: If we learn to listen to this
inner voice, our own inner wisdom, we see that instead of it being a pain or
inhibition keeping us from what we want, it is actually a guiding signal from an
interior compass deep within. This beacon gives us direction in our search,
pointing to a path or lifestyle that gives better probability of Becoming.
Experience will show that the pang of conscience is best dealt with by the
avoidance of temptation, not pain.
" Man does not know the influences which cause him to think and to act, as long
as he does not know his own nature. He is therefore not a responsible being,
except to the extent of his wisdom and power to control his own nature. Wisdom
and strength can only be attained in life by experience and by the exercise of
the power of overcoming temptation." - Franz Hartmann
Bob's Mystic Missal contains a monthly
update of Tricks & Traps.
The Hijacking of Thought:
In spiritual work, we hear a lot about the so-called "false self." We may then
decide, based on our new found information, to distance ourselves from this
"self," and look for something else we have heard of: the real "Self." This
splitting of our "selves," sad to say, becomes just another trap of the mind to
keep us lost in the realm of thought. After some honest self-observation, we may
see that we have invented a problem so that we might continue unabated in our
love affair with thought. Fearing a loss of continuity of thought, which we
equate with death, we enter a new "spiritual" realm in which we can become lost
for years, perhaps lifetimes. Let us take a look at this realm of thought and
its various selves, and see why we worship it so, this paradox, this trap of
mind and fear from which few escape.
Now, if your goal is just to be a better person and get by as best you can, this
all might not make sense, but if you've had the intuition that life, in thought
alone, is a zero-sum game, let's take a look at the basis of our man's dilemma.
He has, first off, become lost in thought, and secondly, believes that more
thought will somehow release him. His ego has split itself into several objects.
One is the judging, critical man who resolves to change, and dumps all problems
on the heads of the others, including his false selves. These unlucky saps are
the pairs of polar opposite selves, including the everyday man of action, whom
he calls his "false self," and its twin illusion, the "real self" he aspires to,
projected as innocent, perfect, and always just out of sight. The common ground
of this menagerie is thought. All are patterns of thought. In any valid sentence
structure we have a subject, an object, and a verb. It is the same in our man,
with one difference: he is lacking the verb, and changes from subject to object
at the drop of a hat. The subject/object is the ego, or self, which splits and
changes according to circumstance, and the missing verb is our basic seeing, the
observer.
Our man's subject/object thought-patterns can be seen as two movies: one an
inner drama of thought, memory and concepts, being basically reactions to the
other movie: the outer world of the body. When the outer world, say the man's
boss, delivers a negative shock, an affliction to the man's individuality sense,
he is then forced to counter this in the inner drama with positive thoughts in
order to maintain his ego. This is the real function of his so-called
meditation: an attempt to get his ego back on its feet, and reaffirm his sense
of existence. This cycle is self-perpetuating and circular; it never ends of its
own accord. It is simply thought maintaining a belief in itself, through the
fear of thought coming to an end. It is not spiritual, good, bad or even real.
It will only end when we no longer fear its end. Only when we can face the
moment alone, without running headlong back into the realm of thought, do we
have a chance of facing our self, much less actually going within.
This pattern of identification with thought is rationalization of fear and
desire; it is not proper thinking. Thinking has been hi-jacked and is now used
to keep the idea of our "self," itself a thought, alive. It is lying to one's
self to keep the story line intact. Thought is used to manufacture a "real
self," which we aspire to, or believe in. We then reject our present state, the
"now" of seeing, the verb, in favor of an illusion that we desire, or an image
we are running away from. Thus we are unreal, a thought. A thought endlessly
forced to modify itself to avoid the present moment, for that would bring the
facts into play and end the continuity of thought, which is seen as death. If we
could just look, or observe, rather than thinking about what we think we see, we
could "sit with" or accept what we see. This is to go within, rather than the
seeking to bolster the "self" by thinking our way out of the moment. Thought is
hi-jacked through fear, the fear of the end of thought. What a paradox, and what
a trap, one in which the only true escape is through the very death of the fear
of the end of thought. This dis-identification with our own mind will usually be
considered only if it is forced upon us, by utter failure or trauma, barring
intense true earnestness. We must uphold our pride in order to avoid facing the
end of thought, our basic fear, and thus until our pride, our knowing, is so
badly shaken that we can once again see clearly, we will not consider anything
outside of our pride in our mind.
As U.G. Krishnamurti points out, we can never return to our natural state of
enlightenment by the rearranging of our thoughts: psychological mutation. We
must actually change what we are, our basic identity, and thus leave thought
aside. We return to our true state, that of seeing rather than thinking. But
how? The trap is almost foolproof. Any effort on our part is just more thinking,
an unreal self trying to catch it's tail, going ever faster until it flies up
its own you know what. Some teachers tell us that earnestness is the key, that
we must become so earnest in our search that we become a living vector towards
truth. True, but definitely the exception to the rule. For most of us this lies
farther down the road, and a little convincing might be in order first.
To gain this conviction, this earnestness, we can do two things. First, we take
care of ourselves. We save our energy, however we can, and lead a simple,
directed life. This gives our intuition a chance to mature, and our reason a
chance to purify. Secondly, and here's the hard part: we learn to look, to
listen, to observe. We learn to return our thinking to what it does best, which
is running the practical matters of life, such as earning a living and fighting
spam. Then, free of plotting and planning our future victory over the universe
and ourselves, we instead take up the arduous task of self-observation. Life
will give us plenty of opportunities for this, if we are brave, and learn to sit
in the silence within. We can't look directly within at first; we would only be
indulging in fantasy and escape. But we can learn to look at our sense of
"self," when life threatens this sense. Next time you feel a threat to your
basic sense of existence, to the thought of who you are, instead of running away
or countering it with another thought, simply look at it. Thus we retreat from
thought, backing within, in an oblique manner. This also gives one a sense of
direction, of where "within" really lies. When thoughts arise and the spin of
thinking comes rushing back, don't go with it, but sit quietly and just look.
Accept the pain of the ego in its fear of death, and look at its root. Look at
the fear, the need to run away into distraction and thought. Stay focused, quiet
and brave, and allow yourself to be in the moment. After a time, you will come
to know this direction, the way within, and will come to look at your troubles
as opportunities for further meditation. The sense of being the doer or subject
will fade, the attention will be freed, and thought will be seen for the
reaction it is. Motion and mind will no longer be your "self," and listening
with attention will be valued more than plotting. This is true meditation, and
the road Home.
See Bob's web sites, The Mystic Missal,
the Photo Site, and
The Listening Attention.
Optical Illusion?
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