WHEN THE LAKE OF THE HEART BECOMES PURE, PRETERNATURAL REALITIES EMERGE
The three words: primordial, primal and preternatural are all
words I love. Because when you are taking a psychological expedition all
the way up the Psyche into the Heart of Darkness, these are the sort
of words that must be used to express the realities you find inside
yourself.
It is a process of reaching the arm all the way to the shoulder into the snake barrel of seething human existence, until you find what you're looking for or something screams.
Space is not the final frontier, THE MIND IS THE FINAL FRONTIER!
And since it's a long journey within, preparations must be made.
That's what "The School For Mystics" is all about - making preparations. The problem is no one ever seems to know what they're preparing for, so it's best to have all kinds of supplies.
The quote above about "The lake of the heart" goes more like this:
when the lake of an ordinary man's heart
becomes pure and calm:
it is the reflection of a saint
which appears within it."
This saying alone could be enough to start an expedition
into the heart-mind all the way up-river into the darkness
of the soul.
I don't know whom I'm quoting in the passage above written in italics,
but I'm getting the basic thought across.
The expedition I'm talking about begins with what I like to call "sitting".
But it can be sitting anywhere, or lying down, or dreaming. It's best not to get
too caught up in the method.
And it doesn't matter what medicines or fuels are necessary. There's
no point in getting too specific or judgmental about such things. We are talking about
a journey on the inner river into the core of the hidden continent.
We can relax, just as we relax with friends on the edge of the forest,
when preparing for a camping trip.
This is a practical journey and there's no point in thinking about or even
considering other people's judgmental horseshit. We don't care what the name of God is.
God has many names, and it's a sacred matter.
It can be a hilarious moment, watching a group of people argue about the
name of the sacred. Sometimes it's best when the sacred has no name.
In fact, we are looking for realities at the core of the Mind. We already have
our names, but perhaps we are looking for our Name.
This journey is never anything more than a discovering of the nature of Identity.
And when an identity, an ego state, discovers his/her own Identity,
this is when the voyage touches the eternal, the magic and mystery at the heart of things.
"The eye through which you see God is the same eye through which
God sees you." Meister Eckhart.
"The ant's a centaur in his dragon world." (Famous poet who's name I've forgotten)
"Why did you come out into the desert - to see a man
speaking platitudes and wearing soft clothing?" (The Gospel of Thomas)
" The dead traveled to Jerusalem, and when they did not
find what they sought, they came to speak to me." (Basilides - early Christian
teacher/master)
It is a process of reaching the arm all the way to the shoulder into the snake barrel of seething human existence, until you find what you're looking for or something screams.
Space is not the final frontier, THE MIND IS THE FINAL FRONTIER!
And since it's a long journey within, preparations must be made.
That's what "The School For Mystics" is all about - making preparations. The problem is no one ever seems to know what they're preparing for, so it's best to have all kinds of supplies.
The quote above about "The lake of the heart" goes more like this:
when the lake of an ordinary man's heart
becomes pure and calm:
it is the reflection of a saint
which appears within it."
This saying alone could be enough to start an expedition
into the heart-mind all the way up-river into the darkness
of the soul.
I don't know whom I'm quoting in the passage above written in italics,
but I'm getting the basic thought across.
The expedition I'm talking about begins with what I like to call "sitting".
But it can be sitting anywhere, or lying down, or dreaming. It's best not to get
too caught up in the method.
And it doesn't matter what medicines or fuels are necessary. There's
no point in getting too specific or judgmental about such things. We are talking about
a journey on the inner river into the core of the hidden continent.
We can relax, just as we relax with friends on the edge of the forest,
when preparing for a camping trip.
This is a practical journey and there's no point in thinking about or even
considering other people's judgmental horseshit. We don't care what the name of God is.
God has many names, and it's a sacred matter.
It can be a hilarious moment, watching a group of people argue about the
name of the sacred. Sometimes it's best when the sacred has no name.
In fact, we are looking for realities at the core of the Mind. We already have
our names, but perhaps we are looking for our Name.
This journey is never anything more than a discovering of the nature of Identity.
And when an identity, an ego state, discovers his/her own Identity,
this is when the voyage touches the eternal, the magic and mystery at the heart of things.
"The eye through which you see God is the same eye through which
God sees you." Meister Eckhart.
"The ant's a centaur in his dragon world." (Famous poet who's name I've forgotten)
"Why did you come out into the desert - to see a man
speaking platitudes and wearing soft clothing?" (The Gospel of Thomas)
" The dead traveled to Jerusalem, and when they did not
find what they sought, they came to speak to me." (Basilides - early Christian
teacher/master)
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