Guest guest Posted September 29, 2000 Report Share Posted September 29, 2000 Thank you for this beautiful sharing JB. I found interesting what you said in the end as well. You stated JB that: _________ ("And yet, there It Was ! But, since 'I' am now back, I cannot prevent an occasional thought saying: "this interest that you have in self-knowing, in spite of its being the most risky game there is, with odds at most/least : 1 to Infinity… based on the Evidence presented to you, one can easily say that, it makes it the only 'game' worth playing !"). ____ I enjoyed what you said JB. Perhaps Self-Knowing is the only game ever played. If it is the only game ever played, the topic of odds of success is moot it seems. You say JB that now you are back! Well, welcome. Wonderful to have you here. I wonder whether we can go anywhere at all. Honestly. Love Harsha J B [JB789] Friday, September 29, 2000 8:14 AM (only) One day with the Eternal.. (?!) Hello I have just d and this is my first posting at this forum. (I have posted this mail also at another related forum-list, so for some of you it might be redundant.) I have 'been around' for many years, gurus, yoga, devotional paths, Gurdieff/Ouspensky, and read, like others, over 1000 books (mostly lots of useless and forgotten knowledge), etc .. but now dzogchen as well as other similar sober teachings, dealing with the What-Is, are somehow my 'cup of tea'. I am not searching as I used to,.. for answers from the 'experts' and the latest 'advanced techniques', nor for far-out cosmologies, systems or exotic spiritual terminology,.. however dialogues with fellow inquirers, I find of great value... in spite of the reoccuring failure in communication (Babel-Tower stuff..) especially concerning the electronic/symbolic internet kind. Well that was a bit about 'my story'. I would like to share the following event and if you can relate to this, comments, feedback would be very welcome. I have chosen the words as carefully as I possibly could; they are factual in spite of their apparently 'impressive' overtones or resemblance to xyz's verbal pointers concerning Truth or another dimension. Many years ago, (when I got interested in J. Krishnamurti's teachings), I was walking down the street in a quiet area of the town; the gardens were green and there was sunshine; a certain awareness and sensitivity was there; suddenly, while as if new 'antennas' were opening up the presence of the Obviously! Eternal, was there. It was obviously so (Eternal), independent of the word. The word 'eternal', was _not_ an outcome of conclusive reasoning/evaluation,..like when you look at the skies and think "this universe must be infinite and must've always been here" and then see it according to the conceptual conclusion. But it was rather, like when you taste honey for example,.. the word (sweet/eternal in this context) comes later, for the sake of verbal communication. However, the mind could exclaim with wonder : "..Goodness me,.. there _Is_ something that corresponds to the word 'eternal' ! " The body, was like a fish in this Ocean of multi-directional energy,.. Indestructible, Immense Space, It contained every thing/sound/being; Self-sustained, dependant on nothing; 'my' Identity was That and therefore no fear; I was not being 'high', but was as supreme Sobriety. It was _not_ an 'experience'.. (that day, was the only time I saw, what K. meant with the mind- boggling statement (I paraphrase). 'you cannot experience Truth'.) It was not a momentary flash of 'insight' or psychedelic/etherial lights or a psycho-somatic/energetic-merely-personal intensity; it was there the whole day. 'I' felt like a baby, learning to crawl/walk. My 'identity' could move from being responsible as a body/'person', soberly relating to another.. (much more sober/sane/factual than in the 'normal' state).. to being that endless Expanse of Living Space. For a moment a fearful thought arose : 'Jeez..what if It will disappear..?!'. The answer was instantaneous..: it was Obvious, that It has always been here and It will always be here .. and everywhere, regardless of whether the perception of it closed its doors, or not. Following day: 'gone'; since it was obvious that It was Not the Result/Creation of an ambitious techniques-meditating ego with its effort, and seen that It had absolutely nothing to do with 'me'.. there was no regret/despair upon Its 'ending'. The 'me', naturally confessed to its 'impotence' in the face of this Immensity, and 'prostrated' (non-emotionally, but as a matter of Fact) before It. Yes, It was a rare jewel, the only Eternal jewel, unending Life itself.. perhaps it was a gift, .. ....and yet, at times I wonder : -what- was the point/significance of a 1 day in/as Eternity and then its 'disappearance' ?!.. Perhaps a wrong question. Anything of lasting value in this event ? Perhaps, perhaps none. As for its re-'appearance', as far as I understand/know, the mere Memory of it, and efforts motivated by it, can never be used to re-discover/produce it. The event cannot be used. And yet, there It Was ! But, since 'I' am now back, I cannot prevent an occasional thought saying: "this interest that you have in self-knowing, in spite of its being the most risky game there is, with odds at most/least : 1 to Infinity… based on the Evidence presented to you, one can easily say that, it makes it the only 'game' worth playing !". The question might be : "But then, is This remembrance your motive, for being interested in knowing yourself ?" I would say 'no'. It is something along the lines of what J.Krishnamurti said once: (I do not have the correct quotation, so I paraphrase) 'the man who is really interested and approaches life simply, says : ...for god's sake, here I am.. –suffering- !.. -Is there- another way to live ?!' jb. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 29, 2000 Report Share Posted September 29, 2000 tgxxxgt, are you sure you are not the same person as JB and Holly, because I also like what you write? The one who likes, Antoine > Hi Holly, and Welcome to Harshasatsangh JB... > > Early glimpses used to keep me going. > Now it is but a faded memory. <sigh> > > The remembered glimpses > only brought desire for > what was, > what is, > what could be, > what is. > what should be, > what is. > > Once the desire for past and future > (what could, should, and was) > is finally released, > brought about through self-default, > the only thing left is, > what is. > (ugh) > > The ugh's eventually get turned into hug's > as one realizes what is last > actually comes first > > When finally, > the last becomes the first, > the ugh is now a hug, > (due to a change in this anagram) > Then, > and only then, > do we see > it was there all along > but for the fact that > we are completely, > hopelessly, > dyslexic. > > xxxgt Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts
Join the conversation
You are posting as a guest. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.