The Language of Self # 52 August 07, 2018
Is it enough to think something, to feel it with your whole being for it to be real? It can be quite powerful but is it real? Light in whatever form needs to move from the subtle to the manifest to be heard, seen, touched, known, for experience to be shared on the relative level. Gratitude compels appreciation to be expressed. So too do sorrow and pain need to be moved out in order to be released. Two currents, one riding out engaging in life; the other, the path back to source. Our ability to take something in, to go deep into whatever subject or circumstance our attention holds is an invaluable prize.
I made a commitment exactly one year ago to tease out the increased flow of light moving in my life in a more concrete manner and by doing so, expand the light as a whole. One way to do this is to write. So this blog was born. It emerged out of the natural devotion swelling in my heart as the light arose to meet the challenges I was/am experiencing as well as enhance the joys I am fortunate to notice more and more intimately. I want so very much for others to have these tools, to know the gift of support they hold within.
We are householders with responsibilities and joys, people count on us. Our investment whatever it is, compels practical use in life. And we are human, so that investment also needs to provide sublime beauty for the soul. Beauty isn’t ancillary, it may be in the eye of the beholder, but it is fundamental and necessary in order to know the celestial and be most fully human.
The sciences, the arts, poetry and philosophy have the capacity to lift us out of ordinary awareness and know reality in new and wondrous ways, if we have the ‘eyes to see’ and the ‘ears to hear’. They have the capacity to offer an explanation of life, even a template to follow. They each have their own language we must learn in order to understand what is being offered.
Language then is something that is more than mere communication, our capacity for speech is an incredible gift. For the Tantrikas, it is sanctified. By resting awareness in the pure light of consciousness we imbue our very words with light and power.
Meditation is an adventure into the Self. It has the capacity to lift us from the bonds of ordinary awareness and permit seeing in new, expansive, wondrous ways. It too offers a template, a method, a way to view life at its deepest source and more, most importantly, a way to enrich life and in that elevate it.
Two directions are ours for the taking, Why limit ourselves to one? We wake up in the morning and light streams out. We move through the day on this current enacting our social persona in many ways. What is its source, this sense of who we are? How can we expand it and in doing so, bring our skill, talent and capacity to bear more fully? After all, the light must move through this body-mind so we can easily understand the necessity of rendering it potent and clear. I have endeavored this past year to find ways to show the practical and sublime power of such a simple practice.
We must locate the current that rides in. We must experience for ourselves the source from which our light emerges. No amount of words, no matter how heart felt or beautiful can match experience but they can ignite something; they can touch the heart and mind. Light spilling out into manifestation as both cosmic and individual phenomenon and, as the source of the very expression of that manifestation in the form of language. How can we know the light more intimately, more fully?
I am not sure if I will continue now that my year’s experiment is over. What is the result? For whom? What, if anything, has come of it? I can answer this in many ways, on varying levels, but only from my own experience. So it comes down to who is this for? You dear reader to be sure, but clearly me as well. I wonder if the last reason is enough to put more words into a world where few go deep? My heart and mind say yes. If I impact only myself and that results in knowing the light more fully than bring it on. One light can disrupt the darkness. One light can be a beacon. To the degree possible, may we each shine more brightly.