Love is not attachment, intercourse.Say there is a group of people inquiring together over the web about love. What they are inquiring about is not the petty affairs we might romantically, sentimentally call love. They understand there is a habit of arguing and debating and of making assertions and conclusions rather than really inquiring to find out something unknown. They understand that any usual conversation is just expounding their own opinions and theories which displace the actual experience. When there is love, it is overwhelming. It is devastating. The mind which is otherwise full of disturbing chatter, evaluating and comforting, is but another part of active human life. You notice the pain and stress. A stillness descends. Not a stillness chosen, but one aware of power. Aware of love without any action, reaction, there is in a sense a new reality. A reality where the falseness of ego is clear. What does the mind do in this situation? Robbed of its illusion of life force. It can feel trapped. It can act out forcefully through the self only when that is a possibility. Is that the habit it has devised from the loss of the reality of love? Now in a reality of love, the self, ego, thought, are all redundant. Watch that perception and not holding onto the perception, go on watching the changes. Who is the listener? Is the listener some one who doesn't really
listen, and waits to speak, in turn or not? Is the listener someone
who provides answers or replies to questions, like a machine? Is
the listener someone separate, a member of a group, or the public?
Or is the listener you? You maybe the speaker, the writer, the
thinker, as well. But you are also the listener. Listening to
yourself, what ever it may be, if you listen attentively, you hear
what is being said, globally. That is you hear the context of the
voice. So we can say, I am thinking about this or that. That is ,
for example, I am remembering something. So even though it is a
memory of some past event, a regret, a sadness, you can see it for
what it is, a remembrance. Try it. What happens? Do you do a lot of thinking? The thoughts, memories, plans and
ideas, in an internal dialogue. You can listen and in a strange way
you can engage in the thinking, like a writer. There is thus a
deeper mode of thinking. We can, mentally, become engaged in the
process, which is providing a stream of consciousness. The thinking
may be about consciousness, the technicalities of thinking, and
about philosophy and such things as reality, and higher
consciousness. You may be speculating, even practicing, and
thinking about some problem or condition in the mind. Can anything
come from this? The thinker is thinking; who is the thinker, what
is thinking, and so on? Is it possible to develop this thinking?
You understand the deep problems with the thing called i, self, ego.
You accept that there is a conversation of some kind taking place between two or more people. You accept that asking each other questions is fruitful. You accept that you are using a language. You, people, accept many ordinary things about the inner self, quite apart from any profound examination. I put it that the inner self is made from the outer, which we observe as separate. So people talk, get together, plan, build, do business, socialise, and the mind accepts this scheme as an inner structure. All of what I "experience" is that inner self mimicing the outer.
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