(A point of view from “The Other Side” with ~burning woman~ and Airn WilloWitch)
Those who are awake live in a constant state of amazement… ~ Buddha ~
Years ago, attempts were made upon me to get me to “quiet the endless chatter of the mind and go into that silent center…” from which, presumably, would come all the great wisdom I was seeking. I could almost hear my “Teachers” chuckling as I pondered that ponderous teaching. Never did it make sense to me, much less did it work. What great wisdom lies in the silence of nothingness? Like a good service truck full of useful stuff clattering purposefully down some road or street, my mind rattles and chatters along, happy as can be… Doesn’t yours? If it doesn’t, you must be dead!
But I had to ask anyway, and today I got an answer of sorts. Good teachers, naturally, never give you the answers. They just point in some direction, usually down into the earth, and hand you the shovel. You want to know what’s down there? Dig. Not here dummy – over there. Use your empathy!
What’s mind chatter? Imagine you are a tourist lost in a semi-arid countryside amongst rolling hills. You can sense the land is immense, but you can’t see very far. You pull to the side of the road, reach for the map in the glove box and step out. You spread it out on the hood of your dusty Toyota four-by to locate yourself. There is a breeze, so you anchor the map with small stones. The wind blows under the paper and it flutters. But you are intelligent and you know that the map isn’t talking to you to tell you where to go. It just makes you aware that it is there. Now you look it over and since you know how to read map symbols, you can make some sense of map and surroundings. You can locate yourself and become un-lost (Do not confuse becoming un-lost with being found!)
Mind chatter is there to remind you that you have one, that’s all. Shut that down and you’re left with what?
So, what’s the mind, then? The mind is that which contains the map to the cosmos. Every single “thing” that is, is mapped in the mind. Every hair on every head, every drop of rain, every grain of sand, every star, every universe, every entity is symbolically represented in the mind’s map. The mind is, in fact, a hologram of life and as life is ever-expanding, so is the mind.
Is it any wonder that those who’s survival depends on our blissful ignorance would have us shut it down? Take that map off the hood of the car, fold it up neatly, put it back in the glove box… and drive on until we are so lost, we’ll accept any kind of help… from anybody? Can you see now why this planet is in the mess it’s in? Instead of becoming un-lost, we keep being found — and found-out for not knowing how to read our own mind.
Everything is connected to everything else. There are “filaments” – like silver threads – connecting everything. When these “threads” bunch up in groups connecting similar things, they form channels, or flows (or black holes or worm holes) of great energies. Magnetic flows, gravitational pulls, orbits, and on worlds such as Earth, rivers, warm and cold winds, tornadoes, typhoons, clouds, great ocean currents. Down into the micro, the attractions of cells to form bodies, of atoms to form molecules, of particles to form atoms… ad infinitum. But more, these connections form attractions of sounds to form music; of thoughts, of ideas, of beliefs. They also form collectives. And collectives within collectives. But no matter what, every single “event” remains connected individually to every thing else. It gets complicated only if you don’t know how to read the symbols.
The awakened mind knows this. It can see it. Not the way eyes see physical reality. Eyes, after all, are terribly limited concepts – they are just physical lenses designed for one purpose: to reflect physical surroundings into a physical brain, and the physical is such a tiny portion of all that is. But the mind can locate itself anywhere in the Cosmos. It can see, feel, taste, touch, hear as if it were one expanded (Cosmic) sense. And really, that’s what the mind is.
To the awakened mind, the Cosmos contains only knowable reality. There are no secrets anywhere, and there are no mysteries. Only reality, a small portion already explored and an infinite amount yet to be explored, as well as an even more infinite (say what???) part yet to be created. In this, I hear the echoes of my earlier teachings – “Nothing is impossible; Believe all things, believe in nothing -these are the paths to freedom from the bondage of systems and time.”
Amazing? And the best part of all, it’s a ride offered to anyone willing to look at the map, not as a colourful piece of paper fluttering in the breeze, but as a meaningful, carefully drawn set of symbols representing the offerings of infinity. If you can read your own map, you can go anywhere and never get lost. Once this is understood, the next step is, you begin to create. You drive to the end of the road on the map. And you pick up that shovel again. But now, you know where to dig, and why. And you won’t be hurting anything there because there is, as yet, no-thing. The gopher is safe and snug in his burrow behind you, as are the earthworms, crickets and other creepy, crawly things. Your shovel becomes a magic wand…
Look out Thirteenth Floor: I’m adding a new wing on this side!
And the point being? No one needs to remain lost (stuck) in time.