So,
We're here. This is
the place we will stay tonight. I know it was some way to walk, but
isn't it nice here? There are trees, but not so many that we cannot
see The Heavens, and there is the river. Do not let yourself be
disturbed by the strange sounds. They begin at this time, but don't
you find them charming also? I have often come to this place to sit
in peace and contemplation. Now, I have taken you here because there
is the river. Do you see how it coils in its movement, slow and
undulating? It will help you to see what I want to show you. But
first, let us start a fire before dark falls completely.
...
Ah, that is better,
wouldn't you agree? Now we do not have to worry about the cold, and
it will be easier to concentrate. Look now, to the stars. And look
further, further. Maybe you will need to use your minds eye, your
imagination.
But if you look closely, you will see Him behind
everything. There! You see? What looks like
part of a big, white,
slowly spinning circle, going over the whole of the sky, behind even
the furthest of the stars, from horizon to horizon? Now, I will tell
you who it is.
Listen closely.
In the beginning was
Arh-Hum, and It was Joy. It wanted to play, so It split Itself in
two:
Half became Arh, The Cosmic Serpent, and half became Hum: The
Silent Void of All Possibilities. Arh flew around in Hum,
and They
were Joyful. After some time, Arh became lonely, and so He
opened his mouth and
breathed out, breathed Fire. When Hum was full
of Fire, She told Him, "Now, Dear, I have had enough. Let me
now, and wait", and it was at the
exact moment when He had
breathed all He had out, and so He held his breath, and
He caught
the very end of His tail between His sharp teeth, and in this way he
came to look like a big circle, circling the outermost reaches of
Hum. And The Fire froze in Hum and turned into galaxies and stars, planets and
moons.
Now, Arh and Hum are
Joyous to see their children playing. They see that their children
sometimes play
rough, or that they knock their heads against the
world, but They know that this is how it should be. With parents like
that, will the children
not be spectacular and wild?
Arh is still
holding His breath, but when He wills, He will again open His mouth,
let go of His tail,
and He will consume,
will breathe the whole of
creation into Himself again. Then, He will merge with Hum, and They
will again be Arh-Hum, and It will be Joy. It will rest, and when It
again wants to play,
It will do so.
Do you think this is
just a story? You are free to think whatever you like. Maybe you know
a
better one? I would like to hear it, if you do. All stories have
their place.
Some of them have greatly inspired me, and spurred me
to better myself. Some of them I think are best forgotten. The good
ones, in my mind,
constitute a priceless heritage. But me, I like
this one, so this is the one I tell you now.
We can look at our
minds as consisting of two halves that are working together. Our
brains, even, are divided in two halves. One of them is linear and
digital, the he-mind, and the other is circular and analog, the
she-mind. Crudely speaking, the he-mind can be said to be reasoning,
and the she-mind to be emotional. In a healthy brain, they are both
in operation at all times, although not necessarily working at equal
strength. Imbalance in these two halves leads to a more or less
inharmonious functioning. For the best understanding and functioning,
the two halves must be precisely balanced.
Can our human minds
understand Reality? I think It more complicated than we are capable
of understanding logically,
or emotionally. For that, I suppose we at least need
higher-dimensional mathematics, but I think that would not be enough.
A man called Rodin
that I have seen on The Web has something called Vortex. Maybe it is
useful? I don't know.
The thing about logic is that it needs some
fixed point of reference. Therefore it is limited in its
application.
Thus, stories,
poetic images and metaphors are good, for understanding what is
really important. This is not to say that logic and
mathematics are
useless. Far from it. Look what we can accomplish with them. It's
just, for
the big things, the he-mind is often not the best one to
use. For some of the biggest things, Love, and the question “Why?”,
the she-mind
is a better choice. For some other things, like logic,
mathematics and raw survival, the he-mind is the
better choice. Of
course, for the greatest potential to be fulfilled, they will work
flawlessly and harmoniously together, and there will be a natural
discernment between when to use one, and when to use another, and in
which ratio of balance. Thus, Wisdom can be said to be a clearly felt understanding of when
to use reason, and when to use emotion, and how they should be mixed
in any given situation.
You must ask
yourself what is most important. Is it to survive, or to live? I am a
child of Creation. So are you. My father is Arh, my mother is Hum.
They are beautiful, so I will to be beautiful too.
Not too vain,
certainly not, as this will only lead to trouble, but vain enough
that I don't
present myself in a needlessly bad light. People do
consider looks important, even if I don't,
except aesthetically.
Again, I look to Nature, and Its other inhabitants, and how they
treat
this delicate subject. I adore Beauty. Should I not be an
exemplar of the things I like?
I think so. But, as in all things,
balance is the key. To excess, nothing.
What has been called
The Intuition can be likened to a little temple bell. Strike it, and
it will ring in a completely pure, unheard tone, with many overtones.
If a thought is good, it
will resonate with one or several of the
overtones, sometimes even with the main tone. The place to
look for
the intuition is in the center of your forehead. This is also the
best place to look when you ask yourself "who am I?", even
better than the heart-space, which is also a very good place to look
for some of What
You Are. This is just the placing in space. I
am not
talking about physical places, and I am not talking about hearing
tones. The intuition
is a sense that must be developed, all on its
own. Relax, and concentrate. If you stray, gently come back. There is
no need to scold yourself, it will only serve to make you less
relaxed. Haven't you heard that forgiveness is
a Heavenly Thing? You
must also be able to forgive yourself.
Know, as it has been said,
that practice makes perfect. Do not be disheartened by lack of
results. Continue, and you will begin to find what you are looking
for. It is good to do this
every day, and it is good to do it more
times than one. A few minutes is better than nothing, an hour is
good, and two hours is better. It is best done in a quiet place.
Know, that you will need your Will in this quest.
You do
not come sleeping to It, but it is well worth the effort, in my
opinion. And I am not
even there yet; perhaps not even close. I do not know, but I do know that others who have gone further
than me have spoken warmer words than me about the results
of this
practice.
When I leave this
place, I would like to go sit on one of Arh's countless scales, and
smile down at
you. Perhaps I will come back after a while. But you might not recognize me, and I might not
remember you. In the end, it
doesn't matter. Arh is watching us from behind the stars, and has
granted His Will to us,
and Hum is Everywhere, and in Her we are
living, and
we are the Children of Them. All is well.
Now, I am finished
for tonight. You are free to do what you will. Far be it from me to
tell you what to do. If you look inside of you, you will know what it
is you should do. As for me, I will listen to The Silence in my Self.
I wish you a good
night.