This morning in meditation my father was driving a car and it got stuck in the sand and he was getting more stuck so I took over. When I came down to my computer, Facebook wanted me to share my friendship with Swami Rama Ramkunj, but it was not five years ago we became friends but 49 years ago who was my spiritual father. When you are ready, your Father will come.
The Father Archetype is the one who will guide you to your larger world. We start out in small pots, but as we grow, we need bigger pots, until finally, we are ready to be planted in the garden. We may need many pots before we are ready. The Father is the guide who leads you from your old pot to the next one, and so on.
In 1970 I was ready for a bigger pot, a bigger inner world, and I met Rama who was the visiting guru of the Light of Yoga Society. Upon meeting him alone in a living room, I immediately bowed, knee on the floor, like a knight to his king; Rama had come for me.
A year earlier, living on a houseboat in Miami I began writing a book of poems called Birth of the Soul by Rama, and that name came from our safe harbor, Rama Marina.
Walking to tea that afternoon after my little “docking ceremony” a hologram of my father came out of Rama and hovered between us, then went back into him. My spiritual father had come to guide me to my next pot. I asked Rama what that meant and he didn’t respond, as if to say I will find out.
Do we ever get planted in the Garden? In the Kingdom? If you think you are, you need a bigger pot. The Father will come to break the one you are in.
I have often wondered what that hologram of my father hovering between Rama and me meant. No thread of thought seemed to capture the whole quilt, so as a metaphor, the moment is a never-ending gift. From the psychological viewpoint, it is a classic transference in therapy where the patient transfers his center to the therapist for stability during his passage from one pot to a bigger pot.
As I see metaphors, this passage is that of the diesel-electric sub I was on when it dived or surfaced. That is the most dangerous passage from the surface to undersea boat because the ballast is changing the vessel is subject to capsizing in that cocoon stage.
Or more simply, when you are dizzy, you hang onto something stable. The guru or Transition Guide is to stabilize you during your growth from one way of being to another. Before you can accept a bigger pot you have to give up the old one, and what do you cling to during that transition? This is where you take the hand of your father who appears just when you need him. But the Archetypical Father will take on the form or persons available in your world. Your need for the Father will create the Father, personalized just for you.
We are all pots (metaphor warning), and a pot needs a seed, and as the seed grows, we need bigger and bigger pots until we are ready for the garden. This “garden” is a metaphor in the Christian world for Paradise or the Kingdom of God, but it is lost and must be found or restored. Is this Garden in the past? Is it in the future? Depending on which way your head is turned will create the way you address the world. But is the Lost Garden in the past or future, or is it always already Now?
If you don’t understand metaphor and when I said we are all pots, you said angrily, “Are you calling me a pot?” Well, you are not ready for a bigger pot. All the guides that you follow will just lead you around the pot or world you are in. The Lost Garden will be either in the past or future, but it won’t be now or here. How could it be? This world hurts. This world constraints me. This world makes me feel I don’t have any freedom to stretch my roots and grow to my proper size. In other words, you want to have your pot and be free at the same time. You are not ready for a bigger pot.
When the pain of cramped roots gets strong enough, however, you may realize that it’s the size of the pot and not what’s in the pot that is hurting you. Then the Gardener will appear and put you in a bigger pot, but get ready for your world to be turned upside down. Trust the hand of the Gardner, accept the chaos of transition, and you will find room for your roots to grow. We go through pots like Russian Nesting dolls, but if your heart is single-pointed, you will eventually get planted in the Garden.