“Woe betide those who live by way of examples! Life is not with them. If you live according to an example, you thus live the life of that example, but who should live your own life if not yourself? So live yourselves. The signposts have fallen, unblazed truth is before us. Do not be greedy to gobble up the fruits of foreign fields. Do you not know that you yourselves are the fertile acre which bears everything that avails you?”
This is from an early page in Jung’s Red Book: Philemon speaks. The archetype resonates with that which moved J.Krishnamurti when he said, “Be the disciple of your own understanding” and “Truth is a pathless land.” It is the same!
I dreamt somewhere in the night – I think it was a dream, because the flavour is around – of intensely loving my child to whom I gave birth … straight into my arms as mother, that miracle feeling. It was in Finchley Road near Swiss cottage, and there was a car with the door open. In-carnation? Chariots of life.
All day yesterday, I threw out a big pile of card, paper, old jam-jars and mountboards I will never use – reducing the congestion in my kitchen by half. There is room now I think, to store a vacuum cleaner! Dealing with the remaining old glass sheets from picture framing days, is difficult. Might take it down to the bins when they are empty, and smash the big pieces into them. The glass is old – it has drooped and no longer cuts well. The place looks only slightly different – but feels different, with stuff cleared off shelves – rehoused or junked – and room in all its cavities, to breathe.
During this I listened with great enjoyment to Rohit’s Yoga lectures on You Tube. He is an absolute cork, on the state of India nowadays. Fascinating Vedic wisdoms come bounding out of his laughter, depth and fluid gestures. He is like Ganapati Muni, in trying to restore and regenerate balanced values in society. He feels that Aurobindo is the alchemist of the new spirituality and the wide-world access to it today. I love being among Indian sages – their truth, wit and kundalini.
I don’t remember in which video he talked of the breath and so on, but here is a link to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_yiN9Nh9eY – on Siva Lingam. More can be seen in the link in last week’s post, Sacred India Tarot Archive – 5 & 6 of Arrows
I much like what Rohit says, that our spine is the axis of the Earth. And the feminine matrix of the embryo, and Mercury!
Astrology: The inner beauty of the 23 April Grand Cross is as Real as the tensions around it. My guidance is to act with it, and be patient. It is a whopper Seventh wave for me, on my Jupiter Cancer-to-13 Capricorn opposition this year; and transiting my natal chart significantly … Swim, do what is needed, enjoy and hold the surfboard firmly. Keep things simple. I feel the wave begin to swell … from the December trough.
Rohit’s main message (to me), is to remember to breathe. He said meditation and breath must combine. Meditation by itself gives a power complex to the ego, and nothing changes. The Yogi breath by itself changes nothing – so Earth and Sky must meet. Rohit does Kriyas. Kundalini requires the serpents of breath and meditation to entwine – caduceus – wand – for Her transformative expression.
Apart from my breath going slow and deep when I am writing, the rest of the time I forget about it, and it gets jerky, unconscious. Rohit said, if you breathe right, you are never breathless, however many stairs you run up. Yes I know this: when the Spirit is in me.
I have a resistance to formal hatha yoga. But I accord absolutely, that the breath rhythm regulates the thoughts and bio-pulses. That is what Ramana told the Muni. Therefore, THIS: YOGA RECALLS THE ROOT OF BREATH AND MINDFULNESS THROUGHOUT THE DAY, IN ALL THAT i DO. Another of Rohit’s themes is that Yoga isn’t restricted to asana, Yoga is the way you live and flow your life. Yoga is union. The highest teaching is to mind the breath lightly, like a horse on gentle rein.
To breathe right, is to value life. To breathe consciously is to value life.
I remember also, there are parallel ongoing worlds. A hundred years ago, when Europe was absorbed in its carnage, and Jung began the Red Book Medicine, Ramana Maharshi and Ganapati Muni were doing their Gita on an Indian hill. This is as powerful a generative cycle to this day, as Sarajevo. So look to that! I have an inner picture now, of them in the cave; and of the Muni composing hundreds of Sanskrit verses to the Mother, in white heat, from the power of his brother Ramana’s silence. Sky and earth around them crackle. Upon which atom do I put my money? What Reality to identify, nourish and co-create?
By the way, the concept of the Generative Cycle is old Chinese: the way it works with and through the Destructive Cycle – arrangements of the five elements – in all of life: the movement, the in and out breath of the Tao.
On the breath: when it is synchronised, the diaphragm is open and invites … like the bare wet sand invites the salty wave. There is this inbuilt opening, attuned. On the other hand, when I suddenly remember I haven’t breathed for several hours, and try to, it is “shut”! It is out of synch.
I cannot impose or order the breath – it is disrespectful to life, to expect it to conform. Love has to be here … which tingles very slightly in my shoulders and upper seaweed sacs of the lungs. The whole area is like those plants and creatures underwater, always floating and in soft movement. Relax: locating tiny tension, let it fall, like water off a duck’s feathers. Behold and be the inner floating world.
When thought is sattvic and deep and subtle, the breath – when remembered! – combines with it as the ocean … as the twined staff of Hermes. Then creativity comes.
Look at Hermes walking in the sea. When thought is sattvic, deep, subtle and inviting, it dwells within its savour, its own cosmic sexuality. What is sexuality? The flow of the waves into and through each other, generating exquisite pleasure: the human root of Consciousness.
Start with what you like: position your surfboard, and move with that creaming wave. If thine Eye be single, fill your body with Light.
The wave is like sound. It ripples out concentrically as Light, through all matters and dark mosaics of the world. The breath at such moments, requires no energy beyond its need. It is gentle, like a child asleep: the inner sea is calm. At such moments, I have no stress that I am the doer. I am the vessel: “not my will, but Thine”. And it is Ramana’s Self enquiry. Who?
He said to Ganapati Muni, watch the root whence breath and thought arise: this is tapas (practice). He said – and I cannot find the exact quote – he said relax and mind the breath gently, like a rider does his horse. No hassle.
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