Meetings With Remarkable Human Beings

The signature characteristic of remarkable human beings is that they are gifted. No amount of effort or sacrifice will grant to an ordinary human being the august privileges peculiar to the gifted. 

The carrot before the donkey.

The sweetness of the impossible.

Just meditate.

In Search of the Miraculous

Thousands of volumes have gone to press concerning the quest for a penetrating awareness of actuality. To the achievement of this "actuality" has been ascribed miraculous powers of apprehension and the ability to manipulate normal existence.

One of the things that characterizes those who search for the miraculous is blindness. In a universe flooded with light they rage against the dark. In the midst of a seethe of miracles they must have order. Trapped in the confines of their limited consciousness they ask for awareness of the infinite.

One of the difficulties is the inevitability of genius. No one would expect that immersing themselves in abstruse mathematics would make an Albert Einstein of them. No rational being would think that with some guitar lessons they will challenge Andre Segovia's place in the history of classical music. The issue is that there is such a thing as "genius" and that no amount of effort will make of one a genius.

The search for the miraculous is like that of one who went looking for fire with a candle. And there are those spiritual geniuses that, for all their gifts, took some path leading to oblivion.

If one would truly seek the "Miraculous" let them simply meditate.

The obvious will become apparent.




We Who Know Not


we
who no not what we are
and yet in such a rush to be something

as a caterpillar hearing rumors of butterflies
might preen and posture
losing all the joy
of life


come, my friend

let us simply find our selves
surely all else will be added to us

The Illusion of Self Discovery

The ideological self is always vulnerable to a new interpretation of what once was. What once was is the foundation of what is.

The caterpillar does not interpret its self into a butterfly.

By some miracle of internal evolution the caterpillar is digested into the butterfly.




and having been digested is no more.

Intuition and Ideation

It is categorically impossible to over-estimate the difference between intuition and ideation.

Intuition must enter into the mind-field in order to be perceived. Ideation also requires space in the mind-field for it's machinations and as two objects can not occupy the same space, ideation and intuition are in competition for a place within one's limited consciousness. The only way anything is known is intuitively. Secondary knowledge (book learning) is no less than the cultivation of intuition by enriching one's store of fact, and facts are intuitively perceived.

When this simple fact is perceived it becomes obvious: if we are led in life by a head full of ideas our powers of intuition will be correspondingly truncated.

Ideation is a powerful tool, and rightfully idea serves intuition. When idea usurps control of the mind-field there is no room for the exercise of intuition, and we end up with a world such as the one in which we find ourselves.

Meditation is the necessary preparation for a life intuitively lived.

The Problem with Ideologies

A hummingbird might find it's self drawn to a painting of a lovely vase of flowers, and there beat wing 'till exhaustion ends appetite. The painting may be the product of a genius of historical proportions and poetically speak of love....yet the painter's success is the little bird's disaster.

Even the finest ideologies are a desiccated substitute for Enlightenment.

Illusion, Ignorance, and Enlightenment

Looking out at the world-dance of man as we find it, it is staggering how obvious it is that chaos and madness call the tune. It is staggeringly obvious that most people live in a dream that is powered by the dark forces of the collective unconscious, and that world culture is woven of threads of illusion and ignorance the same way silk cloth is woven from the excreted-thread cocoons of silk worms.

The substance of enlightenment is the universe awakening to it's self in the progeny of it's being.

Meditation is the same anywhere in the universe: consciousness must consider awareness. The diligent will one day find the cocoon of creature-hood split open: the darkness which once informed the mind of the animal suddenly flooded with light. And from the womb of animal nature emerges a new kind of creature: awake in the fabric of existence.