This was a good talk, I felt, because I created two great metaphor by which you can your awareness around the Trap of Thought. Thought separates the inside from the outside of your cup so you can’t drink the elixir of Life. And the Hair Ball is a metaphor for that base sensation (stepping on a wet hair ball) that thought will insulate from your whole world and make it into something that should not be there. Thought is like a surgeons scalpel that separates the Okay experience from Not Okay experience, and so with deft cuts it keeps breaking the Cup of Life into good and bad pieces of cup. But the Cup of Life is One Cup!
We have to see the Trap of Thought, and we can. The problem is that Thought comes wrapped in feelings, pleasant or unpleasant. Now the feeling of the hair ball on the bottom of the foot is just a feeling, neither unpleasant or pleasant…until, that is, Thought is the First Responder and makes this into an unpleasant feeling which then puts Just the Sensation in a Story and hauls the sensation to the Complaint Hospital. And it all began with just a sensation on the bottom of your foot.
The title of this talk, now that I’ve given it is the Trap of Thought. As Ramana Maharshi says, (paraphrase) The iThought is the source of all your pain, this thought of ME and its Story separate the inside from the outside of the cup, and I can no longer drink the whole milk of life. If I get anything, it’s skimmed milk.
What stands out to me in this metaphor of the Separated Cup is that we have Thought on the inside afraid of Thought on the outside, a perfect Trap or vise that Thought cannot escape. I’m afraid of what people will think, and what people will think is what I’m thinking they are thinking. My thought is the whole cup, but I separate the thought into My thought and People’s though. Yet it is all my thought! No matter what I think as the inside of the cup, the outside of the cup will think the opposite because I have made it opposite. In this way I’m inclosed in my thought by my own thought. This Outside Thought becomes the Other or the Enemy. Now in order for me to be atonement with the Outside have to find some way to appease the enemy, but this never works because the Outside Thought will always be in opposition to the Inside thought. No matter how I wiggle and squirm, I will always be on the hook of my own thought.
Today I return to my roots, my everyday experience, the mundane, the small, the boring, the missed and trashed as unearthing of even being remembered. Or the mountains we make out of hair balls. I pour myself back into my everyday life with gusto, for then I can drink myself and celebrate myself. I toast myself as a communion with myself, a communion of myself with my everyday boring mundane world.
FB Live is like my Spot…it is hot, it is a funeral pyre. The Live when unplugged is energy freed from the circuit of planning, which is created by fear of the future, the fear of being exposed without a plan, without control….yet, that’s it. FB Live is when unplugged liberated from the tyranny of Control. This is the Great Freedom. But we can’t get here without going through the stages of dying. One has to let go of control in stages. You can’t jump from the ground floor to the penthouse without going up the stairs. You let go of control one floor at a time. The stairs are spiral so the floors you climb are aways ending and beginning at the same point. You have the feeling that you have been here before, that while you thought you were going up, you were actually going in a circle. And. unless we release that feeling of not going anywhere, that the old floor has come back, unless we die to it, we can’t move up to the next floor. The stairs to the next level must be activated by our death to the old level.
We are confused because we believe we are going to a straight staircase from now to the future. We don’t see that the staircase is spiral, and that each floor is self contained unless we find the key that opens us to the next level, which we never know because you can’t. know the higher floor from the lower floor. What is the key that opens up the next level? We can’t find it on a straight staircase because we never feel that we are going in circle; we always believe we are going straight in time…but oh….how long these stairs are…when will I arrive. We stop for directions over and over.
But in truth the stairs are circular and instead of going straight up we are going in circles. Our life has many levels, many stages, and some happen quite naturally, like going from adolescence to adult hood, although many stair stuck between floors. But the real evolution, the story is the spiritual stairs, the spiral staircase, and each level in circular with no way up to the next floor unless we discover the key that opens the hidden door. When this door opens, we find ourselves suddenly on the next level and everything is different. One just jumps from one level to the other, not gradually, but suddenly. BAM! You are there, as if you were born, not again, but anew. Oh…where is that key?
is the key given, discovered, or do I have to create it?