Wednesday, 9 May 2012

The Physics of the Heart

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I have another Form in mind which I can elaborate in the air - in thought - much like the World Tree. It is the form the bird makes in song - the song which maps out a world of instincts, visible to the mind's eye: the delicate, finely-wrought pattern its singing makes. The important thing here is what's visible to the mind's eye, because really it is the heart that grasps it, rather than the mind. And insofar as the heart grasps these invisible forms it re-creates what the Divine accomplished in establishing a world of instincts in the first place.

I think this is clearly related to the spiritual concept of Ascension which lies close to us at this time of year - the month of May. The work of the birds is largely accomplished - the nests are built, the young are incubating or hatching - and to a large degree the trees have succeeded in raising sap to their topmost branches. The song that spills out now has fulfillment in it and the leisure to reach up to the creator spirit.

The human heart does this consciously. The physics of the heart understands that each thought is a creative form which rises in a very finely-wrought, delicate pattern - just as the bird's song rises - to the hand that made it. We don't own thoughts and neither do we have the right to abandon them to the forces of the world. The physics of the heart is the one which can hold the bird in its hand without crushing it, which knows that ascension proceeds in songs and prayers.

And finally I see - in the mind's eye - a gleam of light at the highest point. From this point the entire earth is suspended - and all created things.


Jay


Picture: Ascension by Rembrandt


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Friday, 4 May 2012

The World Tree

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Something you create from the pale, invisible template of imagination but which holds the entire earth in its frame: such is the World Tree. It's important to conceive it, even as the Norsemen did - the realm of human beings in the middle, the shining palaces of the gods above, and far down below, at the very end of its roots, the shadowy kingdom of mystery you must dare to enter in your search for wisdom.

But follow your chosen root to its tip and you still won't find life itself. Only dull earth. You have to search deeper still to reach the well of wisdom, with its rich nutrients of truth, pity and faith. Then what you bring up must remain, in a sense, invisible. Great Odin was enjoined to pluck out his own eye in order to receive wisdom. What he gained remained within him but his eye stayed sightless. The truth and power of wisdom is recreated in the spread of imagination and understanding across the world - like boughs and sprays of foliage re-imagined from the deepest source.

Yet human beings today are far removed from the vigor and power of imagining of the Norsemen. Our intellects are coated in shade. Instead of discerning the bright green foliage above we see only the shadows the leaves create. Each thought that reaches through to light makes visible again a leaf on the great Tree - and the middle branches are where human life exists. The squirrel and the harts of legend jump and play here. Does the Tree slowly become more visible again?

At last the whole World Tree stands clear, coaxed from thought, conjured from aspiration, as if from the mind of a half-blind seeker. It is no lost myth or figment from humanity's childhood. But it is the residence of humanity, our conception of the gods, our guardianship of life and knowledge. It is not there except that we imagine it into wholeness and completion.

Jay

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Tuesday, 1 May 2012

The Court of Life

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Can you hear that blackbird singing in the pouring rain? There - he's risen to a rooftop and is romancing the sun from its hiding-place. The bird is scaling the grey walls between resurrection and ascension. Its song curves beneath the rain. Now I see it - this song is my consciousness.

Wherever we find customs, conventions, codes we should hear the music of human life. And within that music we should discern the graceful, rooftop serenade of individual consciousness. But never for its own sake - rather because it knows what has been raised to life and what will, one day, ascend to its heavenly home. This song curves through all society and argues its case before the very court of life.


Jay

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Friday, 27 April 2012

The Wind Blows Where It Will

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The wind is a great power which reckons truth against such things as trees and towers and human beings in motion. It will find you out, not by your stillness, but where you've been and where you hope to go. No one can be certain of its name, because north, east, south, west are tools of the traveler, not purposes of the spirit. And yet the wind will come to you as if the purpose of your inner mind, and will teach you which ground should be wet with tears and which should stay dry.

'Do you wish to be a survivor of the past or a servant of the reborn?' is its first and only question. And you might cling to the trees for support or shelter behind a tower. Which of your hearts is the survivor and which is the servant? Can you dare to believe in the reborn?

At last the wind commands you, 'Stop! You are complete - you are what the way has made you, not the way itself.' Then rain and tears fall, not with distance, not compassion, just life-giving truth.

Jay
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Wednesday, 25 April 2012

Justice and Reincarnation

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The conditions in which human consciousness develops stand revealed through our relationship to concepts. The concept of justice, for example, is one which winnows its way down through philosophical and religious thinking to the present day, when its relevance for humanity becomes critical.

We can ask, together with Socrates, whether a just person's actions will ever harm another human being. And straightaway the edifice of law rears its head. If a prisoner is placed in overcrowded, insanitary conditions with no hope of rehabilitation, is justice served? Not according to our definition of the just person never harming another human being. Because, although it is justifiable to prevent someone from being a danger to society - as well as bringing them face to face with the consequences of their actions - it cannot be right to make them into a worse human being. As a matter of fact the concept of justice surely exists as a remedy for what is wrong in human beings. And although this will often offend you as a victim who requires retribution, the sum of human happiness depends on people becoming better - i.e. freely choosing not to harm other people. Thus the concept of justice is circular - it always comes round to improving human nature.

I wondered to myself quietly if divine justice isn't the same. I don't need to state definitively if I believe in this or that theory. I just need to hold the best ideas in my head and think about them. We have nothing to fear from ideas. People are often scared, for example, of the idea of reincarnation and karma. The bible says nothing about it, they object. Hindu or Buddhist thinking does not always seem to keep pace with advanced Western, scientific doctrines. By default people feel that their own existence matters and that it evolves and changes. But our current default intellectual position denies continuity of consciousness beyond death. What is critical for humanity is to square these things up in both the forum of experience and that of concepts. So when we consider reincarnation and karma - just as an idea - a similar towering edifice of law immediately appears, although this time in relation to divine justice. If, for example, someone is seriously injured through accident or attack do we say that it is a consequence of something that person did in a previous life? Is karma then just a question of like for like - what you do in one life happens to you (although perhaps in a slightly different form) in the next? Would this not simply be a case of 'an eye for an eye'? (Or, when we say 'the sins of the fathers are visited on the children', do we really mean that your own actions in a previous life come back to haunt you in another?) Perhaps divine justice also finds it necessary to prevent someone from being a danger to society, or also likes to bring a person face to face with the consequences of their deeds? At any event, if we believe that justice is not synonymous with retribution, vengeance, or merely punishment, then how much more must divine justice be above these things? How do we square this up with all those situations where we find ourselves saying, almost involuntarily, 'Where was God?'. Even taking into account reincarnation and karma it's very hard to say that a gruesome accident is somehow just.

So by analogy with the very best of human justice can we say that divine justice serves to bring people to the point of freely choosing not to harm other human beings? Or that justice in itself - human or divine - is circular and comes round to improving human nature? It's just a fact, of course, that human nature is a rattlebag of rights and wrongs. I feel this in myself on a daily basis and feel that the human being who is only good must be a statue or something else which has never truly lived. The whole of art and drama is built up out of the dilemmas of right and wrong. The development of human consciousness means to evolve, and to take the whole realm of your experience and concepts with you as a flesh and blood human being. That includes reincarnation and karma, and justice, as ideas or as experiences.

When I think about these things - and the ground and the sky - I feel the earth whirling around me and arrive at the viewpoint that the world itself is the philosopher and we human beings are its premises and arguments until, in conclusion, it - the world - remains only as a spirit which shines above sky, below ground, and deep into eternal night.

Jay

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Friday, 20 April 2012

The Ferocious Crescent of Sun

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In Shakespeare's (and Faulkner's) immortal phrase 'the sound and the fury' of existence threaten always to overwhelm us. So it was for the disciples in the fishing-boat when the storm raged and the master slept. Convulsions and upheavals have the run of the world. Similarly when evil appears to hold sway - when forces of terror run rampage and something inhuman takes up its abode in human faces - then the master sleeps. Is it enough to counter this by force of will, by strength and power, by rule of law? Not exactly - terror has won when all we have to oppose it is law and might.

The answer is to softly waken the master. This is not merely the imposition of the ego onto circumstances and events. It is the discovery of peace in human wakefulness. There is nothing else which can put the humanity back onto the human face or still the raging storm. This is the quintessential opposite of force. Let the master awake and peace will descend.




On a silent day
I would find
as many suns in the sky
as I need
to state my truth.
But when clouds circle
and winds retrieve
their debt of stillness
from the earth
I must command
the storm
and fear no evil.
I am
the ferocious crescent of sun
which burns its edge
through dark mystery
into the morning.


Jay

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Tuesday, 17 April 2012

The Burning Absoluteness

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The immortality of the soul is a given before I even start to assemble it like a jigsaw from the bits and pieces of reason and inquiry. Only something which is already there can search for itself. This is a truism but as such can only be known through immediate personal experience. For the reality is that truth cannot be assembled or pieced together by reason, it can only shine. And this is why the mind perceives its own being as brightness - because it recognizes its immortality as immediate personal experience.

And yet the mind cannot shine except by expending itself in the effort of inquiry. Here is the paradox of life: creative energy pulls back into plain sight that which is already there. Yes, for a certain time conditioned by birth and darkness we inhabit a space of forgetfulness - our own eternal nature disappears like stars which have set. But eventually it must rise again, and it does so by learning to understand the conditions of its existence, how for a time it is like a dark earth in space. By experiencing itself over and against those conditions it arrives back at its own eternal being.

The immortality of the soul is therefore a personal and objective reality at one and the same time. It is a question which is its own answer.


I see myself walking
from a long way off,
only finally arriving
in my words.
Yet being there
all the time
I must consider
that poetry creates me.
Ah! the little wonder
of self discovered feeding
like a ladybird
on the underside
of a leaf.

The immortality of the soul
I assemble from pieces
like a jigsaw,
from reason, inquiry,
the burning absoluteness
of wisdom outside time,
and behold! my soul stands
immortal, complete
before my eyes
as if it had never
taken leave of me.

Jay

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