Friday, January 31, 2014

A Donkeys Tale



St Frances called his body Brother Donkey, yet he saw G-d everywhere. He also abused Brother Donkey and I think that a flaw, but I do understand ... and such asceticism has consequences. I likewise see my personality as a Brother Ass and and quite an ass it can be. But of a greater import, I no longer identify with it.
The persona does have its life, independent of the changeless witness. These things of blood and possessions, of memory and beliefs, are indeed like garments that are put on and wear out, they shall all pass away, but the Bliss of Being shall not pass away. The knowledge of the Blissful Self is not to be found in any perfecting the garments of the personality.
This immortality behind the mask I have searched and found. There is nothing left to do but stand as its witness and invite others into the sanctuary of themselves. And I have nothing new to teach. It has all been well said by others more eloquent than I if not well understood. 
Yet in a vow I made half a century ago, my life  I pledged to the the sharing of what I might find, even if the G-d idea was an empty promise.
Actually what I found is both empty, in this very sense of dropping separative identities, and is also the pleroma - the fullness of life in its most fulfilling sense.
That is my testimony for those who can receive it. It is this testimony which is important, the bearer of it is not. Please keep the two distinct for after all, by experience, this bearer is still an ass and likely to remain so until the journey Home is complete.
And so if I have a small word of advice let it be this - let the dark angel of the mind have its play but seriously no longer identify with it. It will soon dissolve like a dark clouded sky even if you do nothing else, so leave it to its own. And seek to know the witnessing Self  inclusive of everyone to be more beautiful than that which can ever be separately named. 
SOHAM

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