The Perils of Spiritual Amnesia

The Perils of Spiritual Amnesia

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The Spiritual Wisdom of Sri Aurobindo and The Mother

The number of countries led by a dictatorship government is rapidly increasing, as are the number of countries inclining in that direction. It is as if the extreme perils of such a way of ‘governing’, most strongly revealed to the world by Hitler, have been forgotten.

This amnesia, it seems to me, is due to an absence of clarity regarding how dictatorships are backed by certain destructive spiritual beings.

Two great and magnificent spiritual leaders – Sri Aurobindo and his partner, known as The Mother (Maria Alfassa) were very aware of the spiritual forces that guided Hitler. In these regions of nefarious influencers, awareness is everything. And the early ‘strategies’ of unsavory spiritual beings who wish to thwart the unfolding of spiritual evolution consist of bringing the distractions of havoc and extreme opposition between people.

What is below intends to contribute to spiritual awareness:

  1. A description of what constitutes dictatorship
  2. A list of the 50 countries that now have dictators at their head
  3. Quotations from Sri Aurobindo and The Mother indicating the spiritual forces behind Hitler
  4. Two poems by Sri Aurobindo that concern Hitler. The first of these poems is an audio recording of “The Iron Dictators”, at the beginning of the quotations. The second poem, “The Dwarf Napolean” is at the end of the quotations.

I have decided to include all of this material in a single blog rather than divide it so that it can be a resource for readers to return to again and again for study.

I have omitted the esoteric names of the forces of the spiritual hindrance, but have left their names as specific areas of their spiritual inspiration.

                                                                                               —– Robert Sardello

What is a Dictatorship?

A dictatorship is a type of government in which a single person or party has absolute power. This means that the ruler or party has complete control and the rights of the people are suppressed. The leaders of dictatorships are known as dictators, and they are usually backed by powerful groups of people. Typically, dictators are put into power when a nation faces significant social issues, such as high rates of unemployment or unrest among the nation’s people.

The financial backing of powerful groups isn’t all that’s needed. In order for a dictatorship to form, all opponents of the dictator ultimately need to be removed. This can be through any means necessary, including being imprisoned or even killed. There are many negative effects of a dictatorship. That includes the unraveling of social organizations and democratic institutions, the prohibition of other political parties, and the replacement of the nation’s constitution. Under a dictatorship, many people are persecuted for reasons including their religion or their economic status. Some dictatorships may have secret police, indefinite arrests, and concentration camps.

Dictators Around the World

The leaders of dictatorships are not outwardly identified as dictators when they are being addressed by other people. Interestingly enough, you might not recognize a dictator based on their title because many of them are called presidents, kings, prime ministers, and many other titles. Here are the names and titles of dictators around the world. 

  • President Ashraf Ghani Ahmadzai of Afghanistan
  • President Abdelkader Bensalah of Algeria
  • President Joao Lourenco of Angola
  • President Ilham Aliyev of Azerbaijan
  • King Hamad bin Isa Al Khalifa of Bahrain
  • President Alexander Lukashenko of Belarus
  • Sultan Haji Waddaulah of Brunei
  • President Pierre Nkurunziza of Burundi
  • Prime Minister Hun Sen of Cambodia
  • President Paul Biya of Cameroon
  • President Faustin Archange Touadera of the Central African Republic
  • President Idriss Deby of Chad
  • President Xi Jinping of China
  • President Felix Tshisekedi of the Republic of Congo
  • President Denis Sassou Nguesso of the Congo
  • President Miguel Diaz-Canel of Cuba
  • President Teodoro Mbasogo of Equatorial Guinea
  • President Isaias Afwerki of Eritrea
  • Prime Minister Abiy Ahmed of Ethiopia
  • President Albert-Bernard Bongo of Gabon
  • President Hassan Rouhani of Iran
  • President Barham Salih of Iraq
  • President Kassym-Jomart Tokayev of Kazakhstan
  • President Bounnhang Vorachith of Laos
  • President Nouri Abusahmain of Libya
  • President Mohamed Ould Ghazouani of Mauritania
  • President Daniel Ortego of Nicaragua
  • President Kim Jong-un of North Korea
  • Sultan Qaboos bin Said Al-Said of Oman
  • Emir Tamin Al Thani of Qatar
  • President Vladimir Putin of Russia
  • President Paul Kagame of Rwanda
  • King Abdullah Aziz Al Saud of Saudi Arabia
  • President Mohamed Abdullahi Mohamed of Somalia
  • President Salva Kiir Mayardit of South Sudan
  • President Abdel Fattah Abdelrahman Burhan of Sudan
  • King Mswati III of Swaziland
  • President Bashar al-Assad of Syria
  • President Emomalii Rahmon of Tajikistan
  • Prime Minister Prayut Chan-o-cha of Thailand
  • Chairman Losang Jamcan of Tibet
  • Prime Minister Recep Erdogan of Turkey
  • President Gurbanguly Berdimuhammedow of Turkmenistan
  • President Yoweri Museveni of Uganda
  • King Sheikh Khalifa Nahyan of the United Arab Emirates
  • President Shavkat Mirziyoyev of Uzbekistan
  • President Nicolas Maduro of Venezuela
  • President Nguyen Phu Trong of Vietnam
  • President Brahim Ghali of Western Sahara
  • President Abd Al-Hadi of Yemen

Source – www.worldpopulationreview.com/countries/dictatorship-countries

The following quotations from Sri Aurobindo and The Mother are taken from the book Hitler and His God: The Background to the Hitler Phenomenon by Georges van Vrekhem. The 700 page book contains two chapters concerning Sri Aurobindo and the Mother. Each quote gives the source and page number in the book. The book is odd in that there is no actual bibliography, only the references as given here. Nevertheless, the book is extremely well researched.

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Poem I –Sri Aurobindo:  The Iron Dictators

https://youtu.be/SbzhBm-kIZU

 

The Iron Dictators


I looked for Thee alone, but met my glance

The iron dreadful Four who rule our breath,

Masters of falsehood, Kings of ignorance,

High sovereign Lords of suffering and death.


Whence came these formidable autarchies,

From what inconscient blind infinity, –

Cold propagandists of a million lies,

Dictators of a world of agony?

Or was it Thou who bor’st the fourfold mask?

Enveloping Thy timeless heart in Time,

Thou has bound the spirit to its cosmic task,

To find Thee veiled in this tremendous mime.

Thou, only Thou canst raise the invincible seige,

O Light, O deathless Joy, O rapturous Peace!


“When we say that Hitler is possessed by a vital power, it is a statement of fact, not a moral judgment. His being possessed is far from what he does and the way he does it”.

“One can say that Hiter is not a devil but that he is possessed by one”.

From : Nirodbaran: Talks with Sri Aurobindo, pp. 190, 575

“I have not seen any other person who has followed the spiritual adversaries (I have omitted the esoteric name, RS) with such extraordinary fidelity. He never considers possibilities. Possibilities don’t matter. This is how he goes against all the generals…… All through he has been guided by inspiration and he has gone ahead depending on luck…. He has a most original mind because it is not his own mind.”

From : Nirodbaran: Talks with Sri Aurobindo, pp. 190, 575

The quotation below is from a letter from the person known as The Mother (Maria Alfassa), Sri Aurobindo’s partner:

“ Hitler was very conscious of being the instrument of the spiritual adversaries (my word, RS). …… Behind every human will there are forces in action whose origin is not human and which move consciously towards certain goals. The play of these forces is very complex and generally eludes human consciousness. But for the sake of explanation and easy understanding, they can be divided into two main opposing tendencies: those that work for the fulfillment of the Divine Work upon earth and those that are opposed to this fulfillment…. Hitler is a choice instrument of these anti-divine forces which want violence, upheavals and war, for they know that all this delays and hinders the action of the divine forces. This is why disaster was very close although no human government wanted it.”

From: Glimpses of the Mother’s Life 2, p. 15

And, then, she says, in another place:

“Hitler communicated with a being which he considered to be the Supreme. This being, which Hitler took for the Supreme, was quite simply a spiritual adversary (my word, RS) the one who is called “The Lord of Falsehood.” In occultism, he who proclaimed himself “The Lord of Nations.” His appearance was resplendent, he could mislead anybody except those who had the real occult knowledge and could see what was there behind the appearance. He would have deceived anybody, he was really splendid.

He generally appeared to Hitler wearing a silver cuirass (a piece of armor consisting of breastplate and backplate fastened together.) and helmet; it was as if fire irradiated from his head, and there was an aura of dazzling light around him….He told Hitler everything he wanted him to do: he played with him like a little monkey or a mouse. He had clearly decided to make Hitler commit all possible excesses till the day he would break his neck – which is what happened…..Hitler was a very good medium. He had great mediumistic capacities but he lacked intelligence and discernment. That being was he who pushed Hitler onward little by little. And he was doing this for fun, he did not take it at all seriously. For such beings, humans are tiny things with which they play as cats play with mice, till they eat them up.”

La Mere: Entretiens 1950-51, pp.207-208

“It is the vital (the level of emotion and the function of power, my notation) possession that gives him his size and gestures. Without this vital power he could be a crudely amiable fellow with some hobbies and eccentricities. It is in this kind of person, whose psyche is underdeveloped and weak, that possession is possible. There is nothing in the being than can resist the Power. In his latest photograph(January 1939) I find that he becoming more and more criminal and going down very fast.”

“It seems strange that the destiny of the whole world should depend on one man and yet it is so, for everybody looks up to him. From one point of view there never was a time when humanity came down so low as it has now. It looks as if a small number of violent men are the arbiters of humanity and the rest of the world is ready to bow down before one man.”

Sir Aurobindo, referenced in Nirodbaran, op. cit. pp 194

“Hitler was quite simply a human being, and as a human being he was very soft, very sentimental,” said the Mother. “He had the conscience of a simple workman, some said of a shoemaker – in any case of a simple workman or a little schoolmaster, something of that kind. But he was possessed … He was a medium, a very good medium. Besides, it was during spiritist séances that the possession took hold of him. It was at such times [of possession] that he was seized by those fits which were said to be epileptic. They were not epileptic: they were crises of possession … When he wanted to know something from that being, he went to his villa [on the Obersalzberg] to meditate. There he really made an intense appeal to what he called his god, his supreme god, who was the ‘Lord of the Nations’ … Of course [that being] did not appear physically. Hitler was a medium, he ‘saw’, he had a certain power of clairvoyance. And it was at such times that he had his fits … The people in his entourage knew that.”

The Mother, referenced in — Nirobaran, op cit. p.194

“To be a successful instrument of the adversarial forces (my word, RS) is easy, because they take all the movements of your lower nature and make use of them so that you have no spiritual effort to make.”

Sri Aurobindo, On Himself, p. 395

“There is always somebody to receive the influence of the demonic forces and who then immediately thinks that he is a very superior being. For this gives people the feeling that they are really exceptionally remarkable….This happens to ambitious people, especially to ambitious people who want power, who want to dominate others, who want to be great masters, great instructors, who want to perform miracles and acquire extraordinary powers.”

The Mother: La Mere: Entretiens 1954, pp. 283-284.

“Hitler is a sort of mystic. Hitler is a new type, and infra-rational mystic, representing the dark counterpart of what we striving to arrive at: a supra-rational mysticism….He is a mystic, only a mystic of the wrong kind! He goes into solitude for his messages and waits till they come.”

Sri Aurobindo; Nirodbaran, op. cit. p. 84

“The hostile forces exist and have been known to yogic experience ever since the days of the Veda and Zoroaster in Asia ( and the mysteries of Egypt and the Cabbala) and in Europe also from old times.”

Sri Aurobindo, Letters on Yoga, pg. 393

“According to the Indian tradition there are in descending order the adversarial beings, (my word, RS) the great hostiles of the vital-mental plane, sometimes compared to the Titans of Greek mythology; then are are another level of (adversarial beings,(my word, RS) the ugly ogres of the vital plane, which are nevertheless perfectly capable of taking on the most seductive appearance; and on the lowest level there are is another level of adversarial beings (my word, RS), the little beings which revel in causing the greatest possible mischief and making life miserable for everybody.”

— Georges Van Vrekhem, Hitler and His God, pg. 569

To explain how the hostile forces had come about, the Mother told a story to the children of the Sri Aurobindo Ashram School, insisting that it was no more than a parable to clarify realities which transcend human understanding:

“The Supreme Being is sat-chit-ananda, in other words, Existence-Consciousness-Bliss in eternity. As everything imaginable is contained in it, at one (eternal) moment there arose in it also the urge to manifest its being, and this urge was sufficient to manifest or ‘create’ the whole scale of the worlds, because what the Divine ‘sees instantly becomes reality. Thus the supercosmic tower of worlds was built, from the lowest to the highest, like a huge staircase of universes all peopled with |countless beings. This tower of worlds exists in eternity, for there is never an end to the creative urge in the Divine, although in a simultaneous state He remains withdrawn and detached, self-existent in sempiternal self-contemplation and bliss. These worlds do no change, they do not evolve, and all beings in them are perfectly happy in the state in which they exist.

But as all possibilities are contained in the Divine, there was the possibility of creating an evolutionary world, a world of total freedom. And because of this freedom it happened that the essential attributes or personalities of the Divine, in a supernal act of ego-centeredness, saw themselves as the Supreme, each of them, and turned away from their one Origin. The Truth (sat) became Falsehood; Consciousness (chit) became Darkness and Ignorance; Life (tapas the power of chit) turned into Death; Bliss and Love (ananda) changed into Suffering. They are the four great adversarial (my word, RS), the Lords of Falsehood, Darkness, Death and suffering — the four powers at the basis of our evolutionary universe, capable of multiplying themselves in cascades of lesser emanations, of lesser demons. They are “The iron dreadful Four who rule our breath, / Masters of falsehood, Kings of ignorance, / High sovereign Lords of suffering death”, as Sri Aurobindo wrote in a sonnet titled ‘The Iron Dictators’.’” They are also the four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the ‘four powers of hell.”

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https://youtu.be/uCMjYKCJCko   

Poem II – The Dwarf Napolean

The Dwarf Napoleon

(Hitler. October 1939)

Behold, by Maya’s fantasy of will

A violent miracle takes sudden birth,

The real grows one with the incredible.

In the control of her magician wand

The small achieves things great, the base things grand.

This puny creature would bestride the earth

Even as the immense colossus of the past.

Napoleon’s mind was swift and bold and vast,

His heart was calm and stormy like the sea,

His will dynamic in its grip and clasp.

His eye could hold a world within its grasp

And see the great and small things sovereignly.

A movement of gigantic depth and scope

He seized and gave coherence to its hope.

Far other this creature of a nether clay,

Void of all grandeur, like a gnome at play,

Iron and mud his nature’s mingled stuff,

A little limited visionary brain

Cunning and skillful in its narrow vein,

A sentimental egoist poor and rough,

Whose heart was never sweet and fresh and young,

A headlong spirit driven by hopes and fears,

Intense neurotic with his shouts and tears,

Violent and cruel, devil, child and brute,

This screaming orator with his strident tongue,

This prophet of a scanty fixed idea,

Plays now the leader of our human march;

His might shall build the future’s triumph arch.

Now is the world for his eating a ripe fruit.

His shadow falls from London to Corea.

Cities and nations crumble in his course.

A terror holds the peoples in its grip:

World-destiny waits upon that foaming lip.

A Titan Power upholds  this pigmy man,

The crude dwarf instrument of a  mighty Force.

Hater of the free spirit’s joy and light,

Made only of strength and skill and giant might,

A Will to trample humanity into clay

And unify earth beneath one iron sway,

Insists upon its fierce enormous plan.

Rampling man’s mind and will into one mold

Docile and facile in a dreadful hold,

It cries its demon slogans to the crowd.

But if its tenebrous empire were allowed,

That mastery would prepare the dismal hour

When the Inconscient shall regain its right,

And man who emerged as Nature’s conscious power,

Shall sink into the deep original night

Sharing like all her forms that went before

The doom of the mammoth and the dinosaur.

It is the shadow of the Titan’s robe

That looms across the panic-stricken globe.

In his high villa on the fatal hill

Alone he listens to that sovereign Voice,

Dictator of his action’s sudden choice,

The tiger leap of a demoniac skill.

An energy his body cannot invest,–

Too small and human for that dreadful guest,

A tortured channel, not a happy vessel,–

Drives him to think and act and cry and wrestle.

Thus driven he must stride on conquering all,

Threatening and clamoring, brutal, invincible,

Until he meets upon his storm-swept road

A greater devil – or thunderstroke of God.

Blog 46 – Earth’s Dreaming: The Higher Earth

(First of the Seven Sisters — Morro Bay, California)

Earth’s Dreaming: The Higher Earth

These writings concerning America, the Original People, and Earth, now continue to unfold more toward Earth-Presence — for the great mysteries of the Original People definitely concern their being as the ongoing uniting with Earth. However, the way we presently experience Earth is much more earth than Earth. I fear, because of my inadequacies, that whenever these writings speak of Earth, it is heard quite literally as what is before and all around us and beneath our feet, the place on which we live. But, this is what I mean by “earth”, a kind of narrowed and formed experience of the presence of unformed but highly alive Earth. Earth is not imprisoned earth, and earth is the view from our imprisonment.

Satprem, the author of “Mother or Mutation of Death”, provides a detailed and profoundly moving reflection on the work of Mother, the partner of Sri Aurobindo. Aurobindo had developed the imagination of the ‘Supramental’ – that is, what is “beyond” the mental, and the Mother, from within matter, where she finally arrived after many, many years of excruciatingly painful/joyful meditative experimentation, found the Reality. She did this by diving down into the cells of the body, discovering that Body is Matter is Spirit is Love is Earth.

There is no place of “viewpoint” there, nothing “transcendent” or, we might say it is all-transcendent there, becoming the cells. Free of conceptualizing and thus also in a suspension of language, Mother later found very, very few words to even approach saying what happened. She spoke of matter as far “denser” and “harder” than the earth we know — like a diamond, she said, but it is also malleable, plastic, everywhere at once, and there is no longer a within/without; it is pure freedom from the ‘prison’ of the “crust” of the dying-away body that surrounds the true fluidity and plasticity of the cells, the core of bodily being and where earth ceases and Earth begins.

The true body and Earth can be imagined as somewhat like a tree, whose center of sap is movable, the very matter of the tree, while, that malleability becomes the dying bark of a world and of an earth that does not yet know Her true being as Earth, though certainly lives it deep within. We take the ‘bark’ of the body as body, and even insert that way of thinking into the very Life of body, unable to see that our dead thinking has transformed Life into something dead. When, for example, body cells are looked at under the microscope. Here, an unconscious and profound contradiction take place: we see something living being treated as an “object over there” to be observed, not unlike we treat Earth as earth, an object over there to inspire us, to be used by us without offering the needed return of reverence. Matter is all-giving.

Bringing Mother to our conversing perhaps helps to open a beginning imagining and experiencing Earth as She truly exists as a spiritual being rather than our concepts of earth as if separate from anything of spirit.

Matter understood by physics, the study of the physical realm, and a word which means ‘being born’, clearly misses the mark by misusing the word and hearing it as “already here, done and finished”, ready now for our probing. We probe by installing a theory of matter that substitutes explanation for immediacy and intimacy. This substitute for presence with the mystery of matter results in the destructiveness of the atomic bomb, the hydrogen bomb, the supercollider, and quantum theory, Chernoble, Fukushima, further removing us from Earth.

Then, another, more available imagination of the true. Satprem, almost in passing, speaks of the “Higher Earth.” What could he be alluding to? Something like Earth reaching for the Heavens, as the Heavens reach toward Earth, the very essence of the act of Divine Desire, both, out of which ongoing creating happens always. This way of speaking is “mythical” description in the true meaning of Myth as “something that never happened but is always happening” – and thus we can perhaps begin, not to utter about Earth, but hear Her speaking. Here, then is another imagination of Earth as always receptively creating.

Ongoing creating expresses as Earth’s dreaming – an imagination of what happens in the mythical embrace of Heaven with Earth and Earth with Heaven, perhaps even something like the Divine kiss where the two Unite in dreaming.

Here is an instance of being bodily present and noticing such a dreaming embrace always happening. A couple of days ago, I drove with a friend from Atascadero, California, over to Morro Bay, about a thirty-five-minute drive. Almost the moment we left the place of Earth’s dream we were unknowingly with, the dream where the place of Atascadero now stands, the presence of The Silence, became tangible, an actual substance, thick, permeable, mobile, immediately bodily sensed, and only then coming to recognition. If the recognition can be held off, the immediate body-sensing expands and expands, something like a spiraling sphere, not straight-lined. We shall have to begin speaking of ‘the body’, rather than ‘my body’ – and, not as a concept. Have you ever experienced, even for a second, noticing you as body, without the interference of “my”? The enfolding Silence quietly here, permeated, surrounded and embraced body.

We had not crossed into some new territory, there was no boundary. Rather, it is more like suddenly folding into and being enfolded by a different creating of Earth’s dream than the dream we were not conscious within when in Atascadero, a different dream place than here. This dream of Earth as thick, heart-opening Silence lasted all the way to the ocean.

Right at the shore, there is a huge, huge, huge stone – said to be the “plug” of an ancient volcano. One side of the stone sinks into the water’s deep waves of rhythmic back and forth, one-two, one-two, one-two musical movement. The Silence, the rhythmic unheard vibrations of the waves, the totality of the ocean, could be felt as vibrating as Silence through the stone, creating the continuance of the whole of the ocean, tangibly, for that distance where first felt and intangibly forever on. To speak of this presence as a stone, however, bespeaks a forgetfulness of what was said above. To look at the ‘rock’ ‘over there’, is not unlike objectifying the cells of the body under the microscope. The mind conceptualizes ‘stone’, but the heart bodily resonances the Silence.

The volcanic “plug” as it is geologically named, the very core of the ancient volcano, is not unlike the flow of the sap at the core of the tree spoken of earlier. Not having developed the capacities to enter matter as Earth dreaming, the subtle trailing of this dream-place nonetheless spread palpably and infinitely as the rhythmic Silence dream occurring, as if, matter, here, all Ocean water-rhythm and volcano makes the vast dream of this Silence, a dream space that can be felt until another Earth dream enfolds us.

We are folding into and out of Earth dreaming all the time. All of Nature is Earth’s multiple, really infinite, dreaming. Dreaming here does not indicate something downward and unconscious as we take dreams to be, upon which Jung establishes a whole interpretive discipline. Earth dreaming is her ever-emerging Beauty, creating landscapes, seas mountains plains, lakes, nature, plants, creatures. To attack one of them attacks them all in a murderous act focused on some pathological hatred of Earth. To be with them, even to carefully take something needed in reverence and returning a heart-prayer – then, this taking becomes a taking-in, an inexplicable sharing of Her dreaming.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blog 45 – Earth Receptivity

 

Earth Receptivity

I apologize for the span of time between this entry and the last one. The person who set up my website ran into major difficulties which shut down the site for a number of days. That is not the only reason, however. I now find that I cannot write until something to write begins to appear. If it does not, going over things I’ve written before doesn’t work very well unless they are fully re-imagined. Some of the delay occurred because an inner shift is occurring that I could not immediately relate to this work, and I had to wait until the connections could be felt.

The last entry offered a contemplative Spiritual-Earth practice of making a connection with the Ancestors – a way of opening to the power of receptivity, according to these times and our circumstances, something like the Original People do in connecting with the Ancestors through the Sweat Lodge. Note the word LIKE, not AS.

The practice opens up the very tangible and palpable sensing of being surrounded, particularly in the region from the head to the heart, by presences of Light. The experience is immediate and bodily. We sense, though it is a subtle sensing, the presence of the community of the Ancestors – and their concern for the Earth and the world. Over time, this awareness deepens and develops…and another unfolding will announce itself.

As with all “spiritual” practices – practice does not mean – do something until you ‘master’ it. And, it certainly does not mean “sample” and then on to the next thing. Nor is it a “mental” exercise. The practice takes you into the body, right from the start, with the kind of breathing indicated. Then, the senses are relaxed and experienced as the “inner side” of the body as it is constantly being created, rather than the “concept-body” that we know about, the knowing- about that now counts as the truth of being bodily, which it is not.

“Practices” in spiritual psychology – and in particular those concerned with awakening to the Spiritual-Earth, involve and develop the capacity of “concentration without effort”, to paraphrase Valentin Tomberg, the author of Meditations on the Tarot. It is a practice of noticing within radical receptivity.

Because we are working within the Way of Wisdom, rather than any typical spiritual “Way”, and Wisdom is already fully present, it is a matter of receiving what is already present. Wisdom, though, cannot be experienced within our usual modes of daily consciousness, so we are entering a different mode of consciousness with practices like the one offered in the last entry.

When, for example, a pottery bowl is made, the Original people find exactly the right place where the living clay is present; they ask the clay for permission to make the bowl, and the actual making of the bowl is a very refined receptivity. The bowl particularizes the receptivity of Earth – in multiple images with multiple pots, and happens, comes into physical/soul existence, through the receptivity of the human body of Earth, engaged in a creative act of receptivity. We know nothing of receptivity because the mind puts it immediately into the category of the opposite of activity. And the body, too, is understood as teeming with the activity of life, and we miss the primordial receptivity of the human body.

Here, with the so-called physical body, we feel the resonance of the greatest mystery of all – what is matter? Physics gives us a theory of matter, one that removes us from Her presence. The Original people lived matter-as-spirit-as-love. It was not a perfect existence, but it was living within the Wholeness of Earth and the depths of the body, right down into the cells of the body. It is so simple it comes close to not being able to understand. It can be felt.

A little excursion into matter-as spirit-as love.

One person who felt and lived, exquisitely so, what is spoken above was called Mother (Mirra Alfassa), the partner of Sri Aurobindo, and these two people were perhaps the two most significant “mystics” in modern India. For many, many years she engaged in a meditation of diving deep into the body – ever deeper, as deep as the level of the cells. And she got there – within the very substance of the cells. It took a lot –– releasing the many cultural and civilizational forms of religion that live within every soul, all of which separate matter from spirit. Then, she also had to experience, by simply noticing, deep within the cells of the body, and just through this noticing, release any illnesses. She found that illnesses, even the slightest ones, were the ‘non-love’ within the body keeping the body from revealing itself as spirit. And, they disappeared, just by cellular noticing. She also had to release any “traumas” that imprinted in the body. This work took years and years – just to get to the point of going into the cells, and the last five years of her life were devoted to discovering the “new species of human being”.

Further, as this was done, because she had gone beyond any sense of individualism, she was not ‘observing the cells from some ‘higher’ consciousness. That is, her meditative work was wholly and completely the fullness of receptivity.

The experience was excruciatingly simultaneously painful and joyful. We might think of it as a kind of receptive crucifixion. A feminine crucifixion. She did not think of it this way, so know that this is just a way of trying to imagine what she experienced.  

Briefly, what she discovered – well, it could hardly be called “nirvana”. As she went deeper into the body, this, “her” body, was inseparable from other bodies, so she also took on their ailments, fears, diseases. And, when deeply in the body there was no separation between her body and the Earth and what was going on anywhere on earth. The Mother discovering The Mother. Mother Earth. Of the experience of being within the cells she says:

Ah, this was very interesting! It was very interesting because I could see it all change. Something would happen to somebody and it would all change… Each minute the attendants, those who served Mother changed, said certain things…..when the slightest thing changed in their consciousness, it would all start changing. It was sort of a perpetual consciousness, day and night…… no more barriers.

And, of Earth she says:

Yes, the world under construction, the future world under construction. … I lived in this all the time, all the time, all the time, night and day….. it (the body) lived in the soul’s perceptions – the soul’s perceptions translated into images. …… And they were physical, material images of the earth, not “visions” – the real earth. We perhaps do not know how beautiful the earth is.

From within the cells, these words, of course, are completely unavailable, and she could barely find words later, few, few words to describe the indescribable.

This excursion into the astounding meditative work of the Mother feels necessary here because you will find, when practices are recommended, that I always say that the practices must be done bodily. I don’t mean we will, or can, or should, attempt anything like what Mother was doing. But, I do not want the practices to be understood as doing something with the mind, or doing something that is “spiritual” in any of the senses we typically think of spiritual.

And, this excursion into the possible future of the embodied human being links smoothly, closely, beautifully, with the way the Original people lived/live. We must live in the question of what it was like to live with the Earth as new each moment – that, in fact, is the perhaps the most exquisite way of saying what living within the Spiritual Earth concerns. And we have to completely re-imagine so-called “tribal life”, which, by us, in our degradation, is understood as something primitive, when perhaps it means experiencing, in the immediacy of body, what others experience.

Quotations from Mother or The Mutation of Death By Satprem. The Institute of Evolutionary Research, 1976.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blog 44 – The Ancestors

 

The Ancestors

From Sweat Lodge to Contemplative Sweat Lodge 

Thank you, everyone, for your patience during this interim of moving from New Mexico to California.

The writing will begin now to pivot — into the doing, the art and craft and spiritual doing of the work — of living, in our time and modes of consciousness, the kind of soul life lived still by the Original people of this land. We cannot live as they lived/live. But, we do not, within present modes of awareness, participate in earth-life; rather we exist within a kind of simulacrum, a representation of living here rather than being here body, soul, spirit, and Earth.

This entry concerns how we are never here alone, and the manner in which the Original people maintain being here and “here” includes the spirits and the Ancestors.

The Ancestors –This term does not refer to our individual predecessors – mother, father, grandparents, great grandparents, all the way back. This linear way of imagining the ancestors is incorrect, or highly limited. We need to ‘peel away’ the assumption of linearity of relating – that is, the imagination that relating involves “You and Me” and its many variations, and that we are the way we are because of what happened to us in the past, due primarily to our relationship to our parents, which had to do with their parents which had to do in turn with their parents.

Because we have no relation with the ancestors-as-spirits completely embracing us, here, just waiting to be of help when approached in the proper manner, relations with our ancestors, which are understood linearly rather than spatially, are pathologized relationships.

Perhaps it is not the relationships which are pathological but rather the completely materialistic way of conceiving of relationships with those who came before us – that is, having no sense that they are here, together with ALL the ancestors, but, instead, living the conception that only their influence upon us is here.

And, perhaps, because our imaginations are so poorly formed, as are our memories, only very, difficult and very intense happenings are strong enough to be bodily remembered. If we can develop contemplative capacities, we also release narrow notions of the Ancestors.

From Sweat Lodge to Contemplative Sweat Lodge

The sweat lodge is an archetypal image of the Earth, with Sky above, Earth below (the middle realm), and the Underworld. The sweat lodge is NOT a symbolic representation of the Spiritual Earth, but rather a CONDENSATION of the spiritual earth. The ceremonies within the sweat lodge, then, become the EXPANSION OF CONSCIOUSNESS into the Wholeness of Spiritual Earth.

A sweat begins by heating stones outside the sweat lodge until they are red hot – these stones are called the grandfathers. The stones are taken inside to a prepared place in the center – a slight depression in the Earth embraced by a circle of stones; this impression in the Earth is called the grandmothers.

The stones(grandfathers) and the depression in the earth(grandmothers) are a unity (see the picture), and they unite as the smoke ascending/descending (sometimes a peace pipe is smoked). The people within the sweat lodge fan the fire and the smoke moves upwards to meet the sky(the realm of the Thunderbird) and then the Sky ( The realm of the spirits as here-present and of the stars where we came from, and the realm of the Father).

The rising and descending smoke unites the people, THE EARTH, the realm of the grandfathers and the grandmothers, – AND all the Sky presences and the Underworld presences at the place of the Spiritual-Earth, the Whole invisible interior of the Sweat Lodge. This Whole invisible realm, which surrounds us and is our fullness of experiencing Holy Earth, is the realm of the Ancestors. The ancestors are the “Sky People”, where the Original People came from – for example, sometimes mythically imagined as the Pleaides, and the dead.

Thus, relating when earth matters means the Wholeness of the Spiritual Earth and includes the invisible presences of Earth, not just “a you and a me”, and perhaps the immediate linear ancestors.

Entering the Contemplative Sweat Lodge

What was done as sensuous ritual by the Original people, something of that sort can be done contemplatively in our time. While some people do sweat lodge-like ceremonies, doing such ceremonies does not develop new capacities that are needed to live with Spiritual-Earth sensitivity and presence in this time and world. What is experienced in the sweat lodge cannot be called upon at any moment in ongoing life in the kind of world we live in, not unless one lives on the fringes and lives as best as possible, the way the Original people lived.

The Contemplation

Take a deep breath – on the out-breath when you come to what seems to be the end of the out-breath, push more air out – all that you possibly can. DO NOT TRY TO TAKE AN IN-BREATH as you will choke – not seriously, but you won’t be able to just take an in-breath. Instead, just wait and you will notice that air becomes to come in. Let it come in – there will be a point at which you will then be able to breath normally.

Do this deep breathing three times.

Comment: When air begins to come in – we are able to notice that we are being breathed – the Sweet Air enlivens us and when we notice that happens, really notice, it is a first awakening to our Sweet Nature, to Spiritual Earth, something more than us is doing the breathing; we are typically unconscious of this happening and ego consciousness ‘owns’ the breathing – as if we are breathing. Awakening to being breathed is entering Spiritual-Earth ancestor space.

After entering breathing this way three times, then, with eyes closed, begin, one by one, to relax the senses. Notice the feeling of your eyes – place your attention behind the eyes and you will notice relaxing occurring – and you will notice that “seeing” can be felt within the whole of the “inner” darkness. The felt experience of seeing now occurs throughout the inner space, as if everywhere.

Then do this with hearing. Relax your hearing by relaxing hearing-attention, as if “deep within the inner ears” rather than hearing being centered at sound coming into the ears.

Then relax the sense of touch by noticing one place of touch such as the surface of the hands/fingers and letting that relax and the sense of touch is still felt, now all through the inner space you are within. Stay within this ‘inner’ space for a while. (There are actually twelve senses and each can be relaxed in this manner.)

When sensing is  experienced in this manner, we are within the presence of the spirit-beings of the senses – who are, every moment, creating our senses AS the manner in which the Whole of the spiritual worlds is expressed as the sensible Earth.

Then, we are going to go deeper into this soul-sensory space, by going into The Silence. We do this by pouring attention into this soul-sensory place we are within in the relaxing of the senses. Pour your whole attention, every bit of it, into the place of relaxed sensing with a kind of force of bodily will.

It is as if a wave of the great Silence washes over the soul-sensory place and permeates it completely. This soul-sensory space expands to the intimate soul-sensory place of The Silence, intimate without being my “me”. Notice now the difference in the qualities of where you are now within, the qualities of The Silence. (Notice, I speak of “The Silence” – for this is a living presence, the Living Being of pure RECEPTIVITY, the Being of Earth.)

Then, we are going to go into the Force, the creating-Force that the spiritual presences of the senses are themselves ‘constructed’ of – the Force of Love.

We do this by, from within the great Silence of the creating soul-sensory place, gesturing with our lips, silently, the word “Heart”. What happens: another wave of velvety darkness that is alive, washes over and within the great Silence-sensory-space and we feel completely INTIMATELY within this Infinite space of unity of “Father Sky and Mother Earth” AND there is the sense of this space as inhabited  There are probably not particular visual images of WHO the beings creating this space  ARE — they are THE ANCESTORS. Their presence is felt, centered in the radiating heart.

The contemplation is now finished. Now go outside for a short walk and notice that you feel completely embraced by the space around you – it is particularly strong in the region from the head to the heart. The ANCESTORS ARE ALWAYS WITH AND WITHIN EARTH AND WITH AND WITHIN US. It is as if they are all around us – the space around us feels as if filled with radiating lights.

We are never alone. The Ancestors are the source for living in the world differently, as the ‘spacious-here’. They are the source of change in the world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blog 43 – Body Writing

THE BODY OF WRITING

This entry completes an interim of the theme of the series, The Soul of America: New Beginnings. The theme returns next week.

We listen with our eyes when we read. When we write, we speak with our hands. That makes all writing sign language, a gesture of the body. Typewriting puts a motor to our gestures, and the computer typewriter electrifies the hand, making us forgetful of the body of writing. Let’s try to remember.

The great mystery of writing is how the soul can find its way through the mechanics of writing to rise up from the page to speak that which no single word alone can, what the series, taken as a series, does not say. How is it that the commonality of words continually say uncommon things when no un-commonality is to be discovered among them?

Where do our words come from? Even if it is so that we have learned them, where do those we employ at a given moment come from? Certainly, they are not stored in our brains as in a file cabinet; the speed of a computer cannot match the manner with which words arrive one after another, all together. Words are with us everywhere, available for speaking sentiments, speeches, gossip, news – and occasionally, rarely, beauty. The true writer somehow plays upon the happy accident of the arrival of beauty, making it into a skill. The word,”accident” may be no more than a cover for our ignorance, glossing over a highly mysterious process. The way into the happy accident may remain forever a mystery – but learning to follow it – that is a matter of education.

Whoever can follow falling into beauty begins the search for those rare sentences which outlast all utility, leap across time, outlast fashion and fad to make something permanent.

A deep desire exists to steward such sentences into the world , sentences which outlive the maker and awaken the soul of the reader, leaving behind the hand that made them, the mouth that spoke what the fingers form and electricity dulls. Such sentences become true charms, magical marks that ward off insecurity; they let us know that speech does last longer than granite. Anyone attempting to write writes from this desire to make something which escapes from possession – whether or not that comes about in actuality. The electronic word does not condone freeing the Word, and, rather, focuses, intently, on feeding on them. The only way of halting the feeding is through awareness accompanying writing coupled with reading-awareness.

To relegate writing to desire is just the beginning of the task. It is too easy to slip into platitudes about genius, talent, inspiration, or the muses. One would not speak so lightly about physics or mathematics. True writing is rare, like a bolt of lightening in the blue sky or snow in the Sahara. It is a kind of oddity, and for that reason, of great psychological interest. It may in fact be like a psychological anomaly — we all have a little bit of it somewhere within us, though few are those who act it out. And, like psychological oddballs, we are a bit afraid to look very closely at the soul of writing, for fear that we might become even more infected. We would rather hear the marvelous stories of perverted geniuses, tormented by day, writing and drinking late into the night, taunted by characters of imagination who keep them to the pen and the bottle. Yes, we would like to know about them, but certainly not to imitate them.

Who wants to enter the torment of writing? Or writing as torment? It is as tightly held a secret as the tortures of love. Not a love manual can be found that tells it like it is – that love is supposed to be torturous, and no less so are the torments of writing. Desire never sheds the garments of pain; ecstasy is the shallow side of the story. So, to begin with, I suspect that one has to be a kind of pervert to want to write. One has to be able to enjoy suffering. What redeems the work from pure perversion is some knowledge of the inner life of such torture, and where and how it can go wrong and recognize the mysterious times of it going right.

When I look at what the great psychologists have had to say concerning writing and speech, it is Freud rather than Jung who is the more interesting. It is not surprising then, to find that Freud was more the writer, a kind of master of the detective story; Jung, more the prophetic, wise old mystic that makes us want to be visionaries rather than writers, seers rather than makers.

If you recall, the basic metaphor of all of Freud’s work is libido – a wonderful word, untranslatable either as desire or sex. It is connected with the words ‘lips’ which places one in the locality of both speech and receptive sexual organs at the same time. It is a word also connected with the word library. Recall, also, that very early on Jung substitutes the word ‘psychic energy’ for libido, and this seems to me to be an abstraction; one that perhaps covers more ground, but at the expense of the body of desire, the incarnation of imagination in gesture and speech.

At the same time, Freud has an extraordinary proclivity for rationalistic explanations; Jung is more the phenomenologist, able to stay with exactly what appears. Thus, in this exploration of writing, we shall have to try to be as bodily as Freud, as imagistic as Jung.

Words ooze out of us like pee or excrement. Or, should I say sounds, for words are really something else. A writer is really a craftsman of sounds, remaining quite close to the poop and the pee, and feels much the same urgency, an urgency which must be fashioned into an art. The connection between sound and excretion makes for good bodily fantasy. We come out of the womb peeing, shitting, cooing and babbling. The possibility of speech presents itself from the beginning; the creative writer is able to stay close to those beginnings. That is to say, writing emanates from the bowels, the depths, not from the head, and much of writing must concern re-establishing the connection to the purity of bodily will.

It is the physicality of language that we are after, that is its beginning and end. Babbling may be its purest expression. It shows itself in writing as rhythm and pace, intonation, and overtone – all that communicates ahead of any understanding.

Writing involves the art of communicating clearly that which cannot be understood, which nevertheless acts like it can, and therefore is. The successful fiction of any writing, including so-called “non-fiction”, which is itself a fiction, involves the communication of gesture as if it could be understood, conveying all of our sacred bodily grunts under the guise of understanding. Language without physicality has no soul. However conceptually well-connected, pure understanding remains lifeless.

The most primary dimension of the body of writing is not what is said, but the way one says it. It is a matter of tact, of being tactual and tactile in acceptable ways, and therefore saying the unacceptable; for the depth of desire is always publicly unacceptable. Freud said that it was tactless for the child to say that he wanted sexual pleasure from mom, but it has just the right touch to say that one wants to be like dad when one grows up. The unfriendly editors accompany us in all writing. We are required to write and rewrite until the guardians are satisfied and we do not lose our own satisfaction in the process.

With writing, style comes first, and without thinking, and as the civilizing of desire, ecstasy composing itself. The desire is never wrong, but the formulation may be off base by being too base. The inner editors do not wish to shut the door on desire, merely to help us learn the art of acceptable disguise. A good deal of effort must be put into learning to distinguish the difference between denying desire and denying certain formulations of desire. That involves getting to know the inner editors who are never against desire and merely try to tell us to say it another way.

Freud is helpful in acquainting us with our editors. Mommy does not let the child play with its stools, but finger-paints are perfectly all right, and so are rolls of clay and lumps of wet sand. It’s a matter of getting the message across without its deepest meaning being clearly recognized, and doing this in the clearest way possible. If the meaning is too clear, losing the body, it will be sent back for a rewrite. A lessor editor will send it back if the formulation is unclear.

The problem of writing is how to be soul-aware and social at the same time. It’s really a matter of noticing the bureaucrats of the mind, of which there are many. We must remember, they are not there to stop the desire, but its formulation must satisfy them all. There is the moral editor, the family editor, the society editor, the public relations editor. How to get through all of these?

First, it seems to me, that becoming a writer requires that one be an avid reader, and the avid reader is one who reads moving ones lips, one who reads with juicy libido. Such “libidoship” provides a large stock of formulations on which to draw. If there are no formulations, no signs to draw up, the desire will bump around in the dark without any formula with which it might try to be satisfied.

The first formulation is likely to be refused – and now comes the pain. Pure desire does not get through, and what was supposed to be pleasure turns into torment. Not only are there many inner editors, each of them is sly, devious, inconsistent, divided, throwing writing into total confusion, while they sit back and laugh.

The struggle serves but one purpose – to sharpen the pen into the sword, which can finally make a mark, which is not a final victory. In fact to, at last, come upon an acceptable sentence is, in one way, to be sentenced — imprisoned in the notion that because the revision worked this time, similar sorts of revisions will work from now on. That is, our success proves to be our failure – there is no final victory. Anxiety increases — can it be done again and with consistency? Repeating while remaining originating indicates the mark of the writer as distinguished from the dabbler. Being repetitive in an original way takes up residence within anxiety coupled with calm.

One who writes consistently makes some alteration in the difficulties thus far presented. And the joy of writing comes from beginning to sense these alterations. The inner editorial staff gives way to a wide though discriminating sense of taste; the writer senses the value of writing by tasting it. The guardians also open the gate when writing is no longer for the world but for the word-as-world. That is, writing is not to tell the world something, but rather offering, just by the speaking, repair. The destructive urges within desire constitute the basis for creative activities; but so do the urges to love constitute that same basis.

The urges for destructiveness do not differ much from the urges for love – when our demons are taken away, so are the angels. It is only when the two come to be felt as extraordinarily similar that we give up the fantasy that dark impulses may be satanic. Relinquishing such a fantasy cannot happen without repeatedly practicing putting the gesture of words into writing, not as an attempt to freeze the darkness, but to allow its equality with the light.

One who writes starts becoming a writer when an inchoate desire to become the word begins to arise, promising an end to the crazed dynamic of the love triangle of writer, word, and world.The triangular jealousy of writer, word and world becomes a soul-mating between word and world when the writer finds the Word, which is at the same time to find the world. The point of writing, of its struggles, pains, hurts, is to lose ourselves as Word, to wholly give our breath to the sentence so that it might have soul; that it might be a freed sentence, not a prison-sentence by acting as if it belonged to someone. Such is the wish expressed by those who say “I want to become a writer”. It is a kind of death wish, sufficiently disguised so as not to betray its meaning. The sentence says “I want to become a writer’, not “I want to be one who writes. ” It does not even say “I want to become one who uses words.” The secret desire of the writer is to become the Word. The gesture rather than the completion keeps one writing.

I think I am ready to learn how to write. Think with words, not with ideas.
                                                                                                        -Susan Sontag

 

Blog 42 – SOUL READING

SOUL READING

Thank you, everyone, for your extreme patience in waiting for this move from Albuquerque, New Mexico to Atascadero, California to take place. It was an arduous journey, but thanks to the glorious help of Judelon and Tim LaSalle, it is done, and settling nears.

This interim moment of the blog provides a space to say something about the act of reading and the necessity in this media-time, this mediated time we are in, of developing soul-reading-awareness.

I’ve noticed that when the blog is published, nearly all the “likes” and comments come in within one, at the most two days and then stop. I suspect this quickness indicates that reading occurs rapidly – a way of skim-reading encouraged by Facebook as well as all digital media. The art of reading is endangered. This week’s entry remembers the depth of reading.

There are several traditions of soul reading, the aim of which is to move away from reading only for information and concepts and instead letting the words become living speaking that impress into the life of the soul.

There is the monastic tradition of Lexio Divina. While this form of reading was confined to sacred texts in the monastic tradition, we can learn much from it. In this tradition, reading constitutes a supreme act of listening. The words of a text cannot be glossed over, read only for their informational content. Language itself consists of two simultaneous forms happening at the same time. La Lingua, and La Parole, is the way the French linguists speak of these two simultaneous forms. La Lingua concerns the grammatical structure of the language and its content. La Parole concerns the living word. In the tradition of Lexio Divina, the attempt in reading is to hear the living word, as if someone were speaking; and, in fact, someone does speak through the writing ….. the author, the tradition, maybe even the spiritual beings of the word. To approach this level of reading, it is helpful to read some of the writing aloud. Feel the texture, the qualities of the words. Slow down your reading. Slow down your reading. Slow down your reading. The soul moves slowly; it loves to move this way, making images of what the words are saying. When you read, try to be in the imagination of being read-to.

Remember what it was like to hear stories when you were a child. Approach any writing as if it were a story. Become interested in the words…not just hearing through the words into the concepts. Read with your whole body, not just with your eyes.

There is the other great tradition of reading that comes from the medieval world, also centered in the spiritual tradition, the reading of Sacred Texts. However, Dante extended this tradition into all writing and reading. Every text can be simultaneously read at four levels: the literal level, the moral level, the allegorical level and the anagogical level.

Without going into these levels in detail, notice that the first level is the literal level. This is the words as they present themselves. You have to start at this level. You have to get what is said. Thus, always read a text through for an initial understanding – but while doing so, the other levels also take their place and are simultaneously speaking.

Example of the four levels:

If a biblical text says: “Israel went out of Egypt”

The literal level — the Jewish people left Egypt

The moral level — This phrase refers to the conversion of a soul from a sinful life.

The allegorical level — The text is an allegory speaking of redemption through Christian conversion.

The anagogical level — Anagogical means “mystical”. The text at this level speaks of the movement of a life from temporal to eternal states of being.

It is not necessary, nor recommended, that you ‘analyze’ the levels of a text. It is important to try to hear the polyphony of language; to hear many things being said in a text, and try to take them all in, though all are not taken in through the literal reading going on. Soul and sprit participate and are the true guides of what literally speaks. The literal level is thus important, but most people get completely stuck, caught at the literal level.

Soul Reading is a particular kind of reading in which, through the literal level one tries to hear, or to live in the listening question: What is being said to the soul and by the soul in this speaking – and,  What and how does the soul hear? Unanswerable questions but living experiences, easily felt happening.

In order to read in this way, it is necessary to pause a lot in your reading. In the pauses, let what you just read sink down from the region of the head into the region of the heart. Then, listen within and try to be aware of the response you are hearing from within region of the heart; the response will not be content but heart-feeling. Try, though, to hear, in an inner way, the soul’s repeating of what was read and understood mentally when you read the text.

The soul does not speak English – or any other language; so the soul “hears” images, hears imaginally. If alert, you may re-hear, not in words, but in the many images that come pouring in – probably too fast to get hold of, or too distracting to keeping concentration on the reading. It is unnecessary to hold such images, though some might hold you, and how that happens has importance, for such images will stay and work with and on you. It is only necessary, though, to read with image-awareness as you simultaneously ‘believe’ you understand what is being said in the writing. It is more you are being-under-stood – presences “stand under”, “stand in and for” your reading. Sometimes they are listening – and when they do, we find ourselves deeply moved, changed. After reading, ask yourself – What stays with you now of what you read? Not necessarily an intellectual content… rather, how are you moved, and if you are not, then either the writing was not originating and creating, but was secondary; or, you read only with the intellect.

A third imagination of soul reading comes from the practice of hermeneutics. Hermeneutics is the philosophy …and the art of interpretation. Interpretation here, however, does not mean saying what you think something means…making an interpretation. The word “hermeneutics” is based in and says that reading concerns the art devised and living in the soul as the gift of Hermes, the the god of boundaries and the crossing of boundaries. He is also the god of communing, of healing, and many other qualities, such as ‘telling’ you where you are – the ‘herm’, a standing stone in the middle of nowhere when one is traveling, marking the crossroads where you are and where you are going…herme..neutics. The word means a “carrying across”. Hermes is the messenger, moving “between” the gods and the mortals and the underworld and the mortals. Soul reading moves into the between, feeling the many regions in the text occupied by the souls –of the past and the dead, and the regions occupied by the spirits, and the regions occupied by the humans. Hear a text in this way, as a kind of message from the spirit/soul worlds, clothed in the language of the human world.

The main work of soul reading is to refrain from restricting our reading and the discussion of our reading to: a) “This is what I got out of the reading.” b) “ This is what the author means.” c) “Lets discuss the reading together”, d) “I agree or disagree”. Refrain from asking questions as questions move the reading to confinement with the intellect only. Reading listens.

Try instead to re-say what the reading says, speaking now from the viewpoint of the soul. If, for example, a text says: “The soul resonates” — what does the soul hear in these words? How can you say what you hear the soul saying in these words? Take a text as a mystery — as something to enter into more and more deeply, not as something to master and take the living blood out of so you can take the informational knowledge and pack it away somewhere. At the same time, respect, respect, respect the literal level of any text. If you do not “get” the literal level, the soul/spirit level of hearing will always, always, always be wrong, off, artistically bad.

Imagine a text as someone, a soul being, or a spirit, speaking to you.

All writing cannot be lived into in these ways. Secondary writing – writing that consists of putting together thoughts that have already been thought – “thoughting” rather than creating-thinking – thinking happening as if for the first time — cannot be heard as soul/spirit speaking. Most writing these days consists of a “talking about” rather than “the within emerging” and taking the reader to where it emerges from – that is, the bulk of what passes as writing seldom opens to the soul/spirit dimensions because these dimensions are not present.

Since most writing is not soul/spirit presence, readers have become used to reading with non-presence, and indeed, are educated to read in this manner. Thus, when writing of some depth and awakening is encountered, it will be read as ‘non-presence’, for we are used to reading in this manner. Such non-presence exemplifies what now comes over digital devices, so here, special caution, special awareness, must be present, for skimming over the top of soul/spirit writing harms not only the reader, the writing too suffers, for soul and spirit intent has been curtailed.

 

Blog 41 – Hopi Visions: Journey of the Human Spirit

(Dallas Museum of Art – Hopi Emergence)

 

Hopi Visions: Journey of the Human Spirit

From time to time I have read speculative comments that the Hopi originally came to this land from Lemuria. I did not take the comments very seriously — until reading a book, The History of the Hopi From Their Origins in Lemuria by a Hopi Elder, White Bear (Oswald White Bear Fredericks). White Bear was the person who recorded 30 Hopi Elders telling their creation myth. The great writer, Frank Waters lived with the Hopi for three years, gathered the material and organized it as the Book of the Hopi, one of the truly great works of all of culture.

White Bear also tells that the Hopi originated in Lemuria – and thus, gives this previous speculative view important validation – that enables going into the implications of such an image.

In reading this blog entry, however, it is important to be present to the overall feeling conveyed rather than the particular content, for the content on Lemuria diverges widely with different researchers; the feeling qualities, however, remain quite constant. What follows is more of a mythic story than historical fact, and thus more important for the soul, for myth is “something that never happened but is always happening”.

Very little is known of Lemuria, as it existed before recorded history, at the very foundations of the evolution of humanity. It was the antithesis of Atlantis, a highly technical culture that destroyed itself with its own uncontrollable weapons, not unlike the present world seems likely to do. Lemuria was a highly spiritual, clairvoyant, and peaceful culture.

Rudolf Steiner, the founder of Spiritual Science, spoke some concerning Lemuria as he was able to clairvoyantly read the Akashic Records, a kind of subtle, spiritual record of everything that has ever happened. As you will see in a moment, what he says startles, for if I would have tried to write a description of the soul qualities of the Hopi, it would be very much like what he saw. He does not connect the Lemurians, though, with the Hopi or any other of the Original people of the land now called America. The Lemurians existed when Earth was still highly more fluid than now.

I want to go just a bit into the imagination of the Hopi culture in relation to Lemuria because it gives the archetype of the people being the land – and thus, an image of what we now need to inwardly develop to be Whole, at-one with the land. Approaching Hopi culture in this way will focus on the soul element of these people much more than on externalized history – and is thus a contemplative approach. I chose this approach in order to awaken these images within our soul, now.

The location of Lemuria centered in Palatquapi, what is now Lake Titicaca – says White Bear. Another source locates the earth influences of Lemuria being along the “Ring of Fire”, referring to its destruction — that whole region where some 90% of volcanoes now occur The eastern edge of Lemuria extended to California and British Columbia in Canada. Take both locations as an image. As the destruction of Lemuria began, due to volcanoes and more deeply, due to the destructive forces of the Atlanteans, the continent began to sink into the rising waters (climate change?). The sinking of Lemuria carries the imagination of its soul direction as downward and awakens the imagination to the later emergence stories from within the Earth of the Hopi. At the time of its sinking, some of the people left and migrated, looking for the center of the universe. – and, eventually, they found themselves at this center – Kykotsmovi, what is now the location of the Hopi in Arizona.

The Hopi creation story speaks of the emergence (evolution) of the people from Spiritual-Earth in four epochs – each epoch completed with some catastrophe due to increasing decadence; we are now nearly in the fifth Hopi epoch, and there are two more epochs of Earth, and two more after that in another place. According to the Hopi prophecies, we are approaching a time of total catastrophe due to decadence, a prophecy spoken long ago by the emergence stories. Later, we may work with the prophecies – they are difficult to approach without taking them in totally literal ways, which makes them seem inevitable, which makes self-destruction seem inevitable. The Hopi say that the prophecies will take place no matter what BUT the timing within which they take place can change radically according to how we now live. The inevitable demise of the fourth world and the emergence of the fifth after the destruction could conceivably be delayed forever.

Oraibi, one of three Hopi villages (Shongopovi and Hoteville are the other two) is the oldest village on the continent. The name means “rock place up high”. It is said of this village that “the true knowledge will come from here”; and this is the place of the “Holders of the Light”. There are villages that lay beneath present Oriabi – the first was founded around 4,000 years ago. Lemuria is much, much, much older than this, of course. THE THREE MESAS OF THESE THREE VILLAGES ARE THE PLACES OF THE FIRST PEOPLE OF THIS LAND. The Hopi are the FIRST PEOPLE OF THIS LAND—the archetypal people of this place of Earth, now known as America.

The people were peaceful, but there were internal conflicts, and at various times, some left – these became the people of the various Pueblos in the area. (“Pueblo” is a Spanish word – the people were known by their tribes – the Zunis, or the Tewa, or the Lagunas, or the San Il Defonso, and so on). All these tribes (there are only nineteen of them left), are of the Hopi and can be considered of the Original people.

The rest of the “Original” people of the land migrated here much later, from, for example, Asia – after the ending of the last Ice Age, and, in a way, are not the Original people. The Mound Builders, for example, are Gaelic in origin. Still, the influence of the Hopi ranges throughout this land because initiatory migrations took place in which different clans migrated to both coasts, circled around and returned to the center of the universe. Many, of course, stopped, permanently, on the way. The etheric and soul forces of the Hopi, however, extend throughout this land, far before other tribes arrived. This gives an emerging picture of the deep soul of this land.

Of great importance in this image of the Hopi are the Kachinas. They are the equivalent of angels and archangels and were/are revered and worked with ceremonially. The name means “highly respected Spiritual People of Growth”.  There are more than 400 Kachinas — of animals, healers, plants… nearly everything.

In other words, the presence of the Kachinas were/are the guardians of everything of Earth, and indeed were present within everything of Earth, in the manner developed in this blog – as the radiance of the divine, or as the elemental beings, or the angelic beings accompanying the composing everything of earth in a rhythmical manner.

The men of Lemuria, and thus, in perhaps a more developed way by the Hopi people, were physically part of the land, entwined with the land. There was no difference for them between “interior” and “exterior” – that is the physical was also the soulful, completely. The sounds they made were the sounds of Nature, and they influenced what they were within by means of the physical/soul power of the will. It was not at all will as we think of the will as a power to make something happen; it was much more a physical/spiritual will, a kind of sensory clairvoyance, both physical and spiritual simultaneously.

(Dallas Museum of Art)

We know, of course, that America is characterized by will (C. G. Jung saw the prevalence of will when he visited America, and predicted it would be the downfall of this country; actually, it was more than a prediction, it was an actual vision he saw) but it is a degraded power of will, and used for ones’ own purposes and against others.

To be at one, for the at-one-ment for what we have done to Earth requires re-finding, in terms of the kind of consciousness now present, this more physical/soul sense of will. I know several people who are doing this – one, who is researching, discovering, and practicing running, not at the usual kind of exercise of endurance and building up muscle, keeping in shape, but as physical/spirit/soul presence. I know another person who, through soul research into the physical movement has discovered how to heal others through the subtle offering of the other person, the physical/soul/spirit currents of the body. These examples are Hopi-like, though in the modern world.

Lemurian men, says Rudolf Steiner, could influence their surroundings – others, animals, plants, and even inanimate objects by means of the physical/soul/spirit will – what can be imagined as a kind of earth-creating within earth presence. This power was derived from the things around them – for they saw and experienced everything as alive. Lemurian men influenced what was around them as what was around them reciprocally influenced them – in a very direct, immediate, soul-physical way – a kind of Earth-Creating within Earth Herself.

It is not hard to imagine these qualities as similar to those lived by the Hopi, now expressed through the rhythms of dance and ceremony. If there was/is, for example, a deer-dance, the dancers become the deer and the deer become the dancers and both are one with the Earth – as physical, soul, and spirit. This way of life is connected, intimately with the creation stories of emerging from within Earth, rather than from the Cosmos, although the way ‘up; is the way ‘down’ – sort of like the cosmology of Rudolf Steiner as the Way from above and the Underworld of C. G. Jung as the Way from below.

Women were completely equal to men, and, being of Mother Earth, the Lemurians and thus the Hopi also, were/are matriarchal cultures. Women also developed different, complementary capacities than men. Their chief characteristic was the development of a powerful imagination and the ability of calmness under any circumstances – that is, imagination as emerging from the deepest of stillness. They experienced Earth and world as like powerful dream-images, which were not ‘caused’ by anything external, but occurred as occasions of the external – thus they experienced Earth and Nature – animate and inanimate, and others too, in a visionary way – as coming into creation every moment rather than as  ‘objects’ separate from their soul life. They far surpassed, says Rudolf Steiner, all that mankind, through memory, intellect, and imagination has since acquired in arts and sciences.

For the Lemurians, and then, later, the Hopi, all was divine Wisdom and Art.

The leaders arranged things in such ways that the will-power and superabundant energy of men were ennobled and purified by the “soul” in woman.

The way of the Hopi was/is the Way of Beauty. The Way of Earth is the Way of Beauty. WILL WE BE LIKE LEMURIA AND THE HOPI OR LIKE ATLANTIS?

 

(Dallas Museum of Art)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blog 40 – RHYTHM

 

          (VINCENT VAN GOGH – WHEAT FIELD WITH CYPRESS)

RHYTHM

The last entry was a bit of a diversion, though a very necessary one. As long as we are not in connection with the ever-present deep grieving existing within the souls of this land, grief as a response to the genocide of some 75 million Original people of this land, a border exists between this world and the spiritual worlds – the spiritual worlds on one side, the earthly world on the other., an impermeable boundary kept in place by the presences of the un-grieved, souls motivated by the desire to return to earth.

” I consciously and intentionally made my life miserable, because I wanted God to be alive and free from the suffering man has put on him by loving his own reason more than God’s secret intentions….. Try to apply seriously what I have told you, not that you might escape suffering — nobody can escape it — but that you may avoid the worst — blind suffering”. C. G. Jung  — quoted by Peter Kingsley, Vol. II – Catafalque, pg. 48.

There is truth to such a division between the earthly world and the spiritual worlds, the division that “spiritual paths” assume, and religions, too. There is no attempt here to counter such a reality. But, ever since I can remember, I’ve searched for the link, what is the link?  The opening cannot be seen very clearly, nor entered very readily, though, as long as there are blocks that not only hold the boundary in place but make it seem that there is no link, only a boundary.

Very, very, very few people have the knowledge and the capacities to develop the ‘spiritual organs’ to move from this side of the boundary to the other while still living. Frankly, it seems impossible once the resonances of the spirit world no longer re-sound within, or cannot be heard within the earthly world. It is this resonance that we seek in these writings – a resonance lived by the Original people of this land. We cannot go back, but we can listen and develop ways of being in this resonance according to our time and circumstances.

After his visit to the Taos Pueblo, C.G Jung’s colleagues argued about whether the Original people there were “fully conscious and individuated” — Jung tired of the argument and said:

“Well, I don’t know about that. They may not be conscious but they hear the inner voice, they act on it, they do not go against it — that is what counts.” (quoted in Catafalque, Vol. II by Peter Kingsley, pg. 467)

Later, we will have to go on yet another slight diversion to speak of another block keeping a rigid separation between worlds that must be recognized – one that has arisen only since the 1950s – electronic technology. We will have to find the way through this block that not only keeps the earthly world separate from the spiritual worlds, it obliterates the memory and the reality of their even being spiritual worlds, the state of civilization at this time. What are the practical ways through this block?

We shall also have to go on a third slight diversion to speak of a block very intimately related to the two above. This block concerns the nature of the elemental beings of this land, the inherent guardians of this land and that some of these elemental beings are inherently oriented toward fostering greed. We will have to see that the people who came to this land were certainly motivated by greed, but they were also being attracted here by beings of greed.

The Original people of this land knew of these beings, and one of the great mysteries is how they were able to live without getting caught by impulses of greed. It is a most important question because there is an imagination involved that will make it possible for us, now, who are also subject to these elemental presences, to know of and to avoid becoming caught by these presences of greed that greatly, greatly enhance our inherent urgings toward greed. A hint. The rampant greed we see and experience these days is really not about money or even power. It is about control. More in future writings. 

But, for now, let’s work further on opening the border-resonance, tearing down the wall, because the wall not only keeps beings of great importance out, it also keeps us in, unable to see larger. This opening, always present, expresses as the RHYtHMS composing Earth and Cosmos, and everything too, of the human world; pure materialism becomes materialism by ignoring universal rhythms.

To say all of this in more immediate language,  the creator and creating forces, exist who are indeed completely independent of this world, usually called “God”. The earthly world seems to go on independently of this other world. The link –  is the rhythms characterizing EVERYTHING of Earth, the simultaneity of the presence of the spiritual worlds as ALSO within all of Earth, the visible expression of All. Creating forces, creating beings, pure STILLNESS, AND the presence of MOTION, characteristic of everything earthly – existing together as RHYTHM.

The “Force” of God (within and without), and the “Force” of Motion, WHEN they are in balance, results in the immediate bodily, sensory, perceptual, knowing this world as also spirit imbued throughout.

Think of the ongoing rhythms of Earth as analogous to a “teeter-totter”. There is the fulcrum, the point of constant Stillness along with the lever that moves rhythmically up and down. And there is the polarity of all MOTION, the movement of everything of Earth(even stones will wear away. – one tribe, for example, says that a stone takes one breath every day and the sun takes one breath every eleven months. Breathing is a primary example of Universal rhythm.) The lever moves up and down in rhythm because there is the constant still point of the fulcrum in unison with constant movement.

This analogy shows that the larger world of the unity of Spirit-Earth is being composed, continually, and everything of Earth consists of waveforms, and the world appears as it does – that is, as separated entities, because we are unaware of universal rhythm, which we can also call the Universal Heartbeat of Earth, which we can also call LOVE. We are unaware of Universal rhythm (which composes Earth, and also the Whole of the Cosmos) because, through our interventions, the Whole is out of balance – we do not experience Universal Rhythm, though we can, and we will work toward showing how that can easily happen. When rhythms are out of balance, connected ‘things’ do not seem connected at all, and when rhythms are excessively out of balance there is destruction, violence, fear, behind which are forces seeking control, now operating primarily through the medium of greed.

Just begin to notice, or imagine, some earthly things – like:

The rhythm of a seed of a tree and the tree – the Whole tree is contained with the seed as a point of concentration that unfolds as the expansion of the tree. Then, the tree ‘dies’. It actually does not die – earth, too, is immortal – and, of course, we also do not ‘die’. Within this rhythmic imagination, there is a constant process of concentration and expansion – the expansion is a period of rest before the movement back into concentration.

OR

Imagine a spiral galaxy:

See here the simultaneity of the rhythm of condensation, the motion toward the center and the motion of expansion outward from the center.

OR

the imprint of yourself as such rhythmic motion – in your fingerprint:’

 

Or

the constant concentration-expansion movement of a labyrinth:

 

 

The Original people of this land lived constantly and awarefully within and as rhythms:Their dances were ways of speaking with Earth; for example the Deer Dance of the Pueblos, or, the Buffalo Dance, the Corn Dance….all dances speak the language of the rhythms of the presences of Earth with the Beings of Earth and the Being of Earth:

 

OR

The Wave Rhythms of a Navaho Rug:

 


OR

The simultaneous spiraling rhythm of concentration and expansion of a Chaco Canyon petroglyph showing the rhythmic union of the creation of Earth creatures and the Spirit-Creator.

 

 

The Soul of America: New Beginnings 39

The Soul of This Land

The Original people of this land lived within the ongoing act of all-creating, the continual, rhythmic, balanced interchange of giving and re-giving, with Earth as a spiritual place, the expression ( not the ‘expressed’ and certainly not the ‘excretion’) of Father Sky/Mother Earth — these people participated, with awareness, at a very high, spiritual level of instinctual existence.

The severing of creation from its ongoing spirit-source occurred long, long, long, long ago – at the end of the Egyptian times, pre-pyramidal times. The early Egyptians lived within the all-giving and re-giving of creating – until the desire for power entered. Greed did not enter the world until about the 25th century B.C. Since that time, the ascendency of technology of all types occurs accompanied by the decline of living intimately within the going act of creating happening. True, intimate living with everything as spirit presence by the indigenous soul never followed this path of decline. They never left the Wholeness of Cosmos, Earth, Nature, the Human Body, and intimate connections among People as Whole, as One, occurring simultaneously as multiplicity.

By intimately being within all creating happening, I mean living that does not become codified as ‘spirituality’, for ‘spirituality’, at least as we think of it, relies on a contrast with some form of so-called ‘evil’, or else is ‘floaty new age”, and also relies on the existence of fear, which it promises to heal. When we today imagine spirituality, it is in the context of being an answer to sin, division, opposition, greed, fear — fear of death, the fear of God, or punishment and guilt – or some form of wanting to be better, a confusion with truly knowing who we are… and all the rest. Love is given as the answer. But Love is already present – as the invisible/visible Everything, and requires only ‘being here’, with full awareness, not as observers of earth, but as earth-awareness. There is nothing to ‘recover’ because it did not go anywhere.

THE LIVING, INSTINCTUAL SPIRITUAL-EARTH LIFE OF THE INDIGENOUS SOUL HAD/HAS NOTHING, NOTHING AT ALL, IN COMMON WITH SPIRITUALITY AS A ‘RECOVERY PROGRAM.’ Nor does any attempt to ask how it is possible to live in this way, according to our circumstances and mode of consciousness, introduce yet another ‘recovery program.’ THE ATTEMPT, FOLLOWED IN THESE WRITINGS TO AWAKEN TO ‘NATURAL SPIRIT-AWARENESS’, SHOULD NOT BE VIEWED AS A FORM OF SPIRITUALITY BUT AS THE NECESSARY GROUNDING OF ANY SPIRITUALITY.

After the time of the early Egyptian spiritual culture and the rise of power, self-interest, and technology, a number of individual spiritual Masters appeared from time to time and lived and worked to bring re-balance — Confucius, Laotzu, Buddha, Krishna, Jesus, Mohammed, and others – all of them were born into descendant civilizations, and thus are “Masters of Recovery”. None of them, however, seem to have had Earth as a central concern, and their views are oriented solely to the human. There are no more than a handful of individuals of this kind, and several hundred individuals who have lived in deepest connection with creating and have sprinkled poetry, music, literature, painting, philosophy and other forms of inspired creation that still generate idealism, which more and more, though, has no place., for they are all usurped by entertainment or ‘culture’ as a particular form of commodity.

The contributions of these great souls are not here in question or doubt. Without them, we would not even have a memory of “Higher Worlds”. But, once they have lived and have spoken and their words recorded, their contributions easily become commoditized, encoded, and encased, and, in this time, when attended to without larger spiritual-Earth awareness, become precious more than living, with practices that do dip into the spiritual heights and do ameliorate, sometimes, our various individual and collective troublesome tendencies. Nearly all of them, however, neglect to speak of the spirit nature of Earth.

The modern and extremely simplistic way in which the assumed separation between the human and the rest of creation occurs is often spoken as …’change yourself first, and then you can go out and change the world.” The implied division is untrue.

The descent into mediocrity and worse continues and now complete separation from even ‘corrective spirituality’ is at hand with the result of the complete loss of even the memory of what culture means, and the rise of a completely decadent civilization. Life is now completely out of balance.

My intent was to begin developing a picture of the balancing process, not by doing What the Original people did/do, but doing AS they did/do, according, though, to present consciousness. We have not yet gotten to the specific ways in which this requires that we live in a meditative state while within full “day-consciousness.” We will get there in these writings. There is certainly no ‘appropriation’ of how the Original people lived and live; it is not a matter of taking what they gave for the purposes of our use. They were never possessive in the first place, though to take THEIR ways and try to apply them as they were, now, would indeed be to appropriate, that is, taking what they lived as if it were something that could be picked up and out of a mysterious whole, possessed and used. But, to be awakened by the living inspiration of the Original people, that is something completely different than taking and using.

Before we go further and deeper, however, it is necessary to be living as fully earthly-human as is possible, and what makes ‘human’ beings fully earthly-human is grief, the very deepest body/soul state of being.

This whole blog series began by speaking of the genocide of the Original people. I remember some of the comments… ‘sad’, ‘that is terrible’… and so on. As you who read these entries have let some if that enter and linger, however, you may, hopefully, have come into grief. Grief is a permanent state…not just a momentary reaction to death. If you feel grief, it is because it is inevitably already there, and, in large measure, the way we live in this civilization is a way of remaining unconscious of deep grieving.

At least 75 million Original people were slaughtered, and we have to ponder the spiritual result of this act which occurred over a period of 100 years, and especially ponder that our identity as ‘Americans’ is unavoidably that of being ‘genocidal’ beings and that we have not faced this in any way. We cannot dis-identify from what happened by thinking – well, that was those people who came from Spain or from England who were the perpetrators.

That we have not faced what we have done has the primary consequence that “America – the Land of Genocide”, not the land of “the free and the home of the brave” continues its tradition, now – and what we are now experiencing, everywhere — greed, self-interest, degradation of the land, devastation of all creatures, violence, terror, lying, racism, corporatism, politics, more and more and more technology that excludes any ongoing developing of soul capacities, is the act of Self-Genocide! How could it be otherwise?

How Self-Genocide works has been masterfully described by Martin Prechtel in “The Smell of Rain on Dust.” In Guatemala, where he lived with the indigenous people for many years, the living imagination of death there says that when someone dies, if they are not grieved, their soul cannot find its way to the heavens. Such souls then return and inhabit someone of the family, the most vulnerable soul. The result is that the person is ‘infected’ with the soul of the dead, and that soul voraciously seeks life, which cannot be found. This seeking shows as the one inhabited often becomes alcoholic, for example, for the dead are very attracted to the effects of alcohol. Or drugs, or violent behavior of every sort. And, when that person dies and is not grieved, then two souls return and inhabit a member of the family, and that spreads beyond the family, through the village, and eventually through the country. This process goes on and on, and it is easy to imagine it taking over a whole culture….such as ours.

When someone dies and is grieved, then that soul can enter into the spirit world. What do the spirits do “there” — not just relax and enjoy — but these spirits create the natural world!!!

Consider noticing the unnoticed grief that we each live, collective grief, more even than individual grief. Daily, or before sleep, let you consciousness release fully into your body –- a felt sense of grief awakens…and let that grief go toward all the Original people of this land – you will feel it, you will begin to even enter images of the actual genocide events. You will cry, seemingly endlessly. Because of the circumstances of being killed instantly, often without warning, men, women and children, many of the souls of these dead are hungry ghosts – through whom the Self-genocide of this land now occurring.

To attempt to go further into the presence of creating happening always, and the remarkable, amazing, astounding, true destiny of the human being to be awake, aware, and within ongoing creating without facing what we have done and enter grieving would be to introduce something unforgivable and untrue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Soul of America: New Beginnings 38

 

(Si Wa Wata Wi – A Zuni Elder)

When the Body is Whole we Live as Earth

The anonymous intention that has a hold of America is rapidly becoming clear. Loot the place, trash it, and get out of here – to Mars, probably. This seemingly utterly fantastic imagination can begin to happen in earnest within a few years!

If we feel totally repelled by the prospects, and that is a big ‘if’, for it may already be too late, spiritual-earth awakening seems crucial. It is not a matter of returning to the spiritual–earth, it is a matter of co-creating the always-intended future unfolding of this Beloved Being. 

Accompanying such awakening, and further ways of coming awake will be suggested later. Those suggestions bear no weight, however, without entering Spiritual Poverty (St. Francis) and Vulnerability.

Here is my story of falling. Maybe others will share stories:

The Necessity of Falling into Mystery 

The Zuni reservation experience

I visited the Zuni reservation, three hours Northwest of Albuquerque recently. When I drove into the village, I was appalled – a large ‘village’ of about 12,000 people – it is the largest of the Pueblos. The whole village consists of very modest, extremely modest houses, many of them, perhaps most of them, in need of a lot of repairs. There is no ‘center’ to the village. Upon entering, the village strikes one who lives within the consciousness of our civilization as a place of extreme poverty, and anger arises toward the government for the manner in which Indigenous people have been treated.

I went to a B&B. That night —-

A Dream:

“I am teaching a seminar/workshop. No sense in the dream of who is there – other than an attractive elderly lady. At one point in the workshop, I said something – not clear what – that disturbed the whole group. A clamor arose, so loud that we took a break to settle down.

The elderly lady and I take a walk and are talking about what happened; I was trying to understand what made people so upset. The lady seemed to be trying to also understand. Between us, it came, the reason – imagination! – some sort of images had entered the group, disturbing them. It was not any particular image, but imagination itself; and when introduced, the people could no longer understand… and the chaos of being thrown out of mental-ness expressed itself in the groupas rage.

Upon waking, the most vivid memory was of the ‘lady’ – she is very familiar, but no one that I recognize — tall, thin, grey hair, very active and very animated and completely engaged in the workshop.

This dream came while I was at the B&B at the Zuni reservation.

Upon coming more awake, I was feeling a disappointment with the place, Zuni, NM. The reservation seemed to be just a very, very poor town – no center, the houses are completely ‘American”, and are very poor, very run down, repaired with patching, in the dirt, no yards. The place felt like a whole village of very poor people.

But, upon waking, a very different sense came. My imagination ‘woke up here’. I suddenly “know” imagination.

Early in the morning, after spending the night at the B&B, at 6 a.m. – dressed and went for a walk. It had rained last night (It had also rained at home, Albuquerque, before I left to go to Zuni – just as I finished building the Medicine Wheel in the backyard.) Ah, renewal!

As I walked out onto the street, I saw two Native American men – walking, on the other side of the street, slightly behind me. They were somewhat disheveled, as if they had, maybe, been out all night. (A mental interpretation.) Felt a bit of fear, but also did not know how to talk with them, so I stayed on my side of the street. They got closer, but everything was fine. I was walking in the street and went to step up the curb onto the sidewalk. I slipped and I fell, hard. I laid there holding my arm, examining my elbow, feeling it may have broken. One of the men rushed over and gently helped me get up, and kept asking if I was alright. Then, he looked at me and said: “Old”. I said, “Yes, old age.” He said, “Still walkable.” He did so being fully here.

It was like my spirit speaking with me.

At that very moment, sensing and perception itself changed. I literally saw that this place was not poor at all. I was seeing it before only through my own ‘civilized’ eyes, a kind of comparison with the world I am from. This place, Zuni, is a community – with everything that entails – it is Whole. It is not an ideal place, but a real spiritual-earth place. Community is sensory, visible, tangible, not some abstract idea. It lives in and as the place itself.

I realized at that moment that Humility and Vulnerability are the primary pre-requisites for Elder-consciousness, and probably the reason we think of Elders as ‘old’ people. One does not have to be old, though, to enter elderhood; the primary requisite is humility and vulnerability as quite natural, like Earth Herself.

An aside: Before I left the village, I bought two Zuni fetishes from different folks who came up to me. One is a fetish ‘shrew’ – very unusual, have never seen before. He said it was an Underworld being, an animal that lives underground – he said, it helps things to grow. The other – a most unusual “corn Mother”; with a basket of corn in front of her and specks of turquoise – both the perfect image of the ‘real’, that is, imaginal, experience of this village. I knew that nothing that happens in that village is accidental.

 

Next Blog – All Earth Lives Eternally as Rhythm