new blog

Intranaut is now up and running.

new blog

I will begin a new blog, Intranaut, within the next several days. (An astronaut explores outer space; an intranaut explores inner space.)

If you wish to be on the distribution list, send an email to me and it will be done. [See email address at the right. Substitute @ for (AT).]

George

final posting

This blog has been in existence for several years (mostly as Embodying Spirit) with several spinoffs: Shaman Theologian, Warrior Geezer, Warriors of Spirit, Top Secret Journal, Stories for the Yet Unborn, psychopomp, Warrior Notes.

It is time to bring it to a close. (I will continue my commentary on the Bhagavad Gita on Warrior Notes until that is complete.) Thank you for your encouragement and comments over the years.

"Friend, this is enough. If you want to read more,
Go and be yourself the letter and the spirit."
--Angelus Silesius

the particulars

It doesn't matter so much what I believe in terms of the particulars of the Christian story. What happened, happened. What did not happen, did not happen. What matters is what I do with what I am. And the particulars of that don't matter so much either. What matters is that my dualistic tendencies move in harmony with the nondual.
Then all is well.

mucking it UP

What I am struck with this morning is comprehending the universe forming into human-ness and the human-ness in turn opening to the universe, and especially in the example given in the Christ-figure. Though I have been deeply disturbed and outraged by what often passes as "christian," I appreciate my Christian roots with the insistence that the Source deliberately, purposefully took on human form and lived a human life. A good story any way you look at it.

The realm of the dual (twoness, oppositeness, splitness) and the realm of the nondual became as one. Here is the way Bruno Barnhart puts it: "The Christ-event is the incarnation of nonduality" (his italics, p. 110, The Future of Wisdom).

Something shifted in the universe. Now the door was open for new God-Humans to be born. The phenomenon of Christ showed it could be done, blazed the trail, opened the womb-doors.

The Light opened into the Muck. Now it is our turn, our responsibility, to keep the pathway open. We are the universe embodying. Our job requirements are to: (1) be aware of this, and (2) deliberately cooperate with the process, with the procession of these energies. We are the cosmos in the flesh.

a fig leaf hastily plucked

Self-pain, self-problems are a referent for "you," bookmarks of consternation to mark your place. Without them you would have to face the horror of complete nothingness. You cannot bear the possibility that you do not exist, that you are a figment of your imagination, a fig leaf hastily plucked and maintained to cover your nakedness, your naked essence. Better to be a suffering character on a manufactured stage than open to the vast no-thing you are.

stfu

Self-conversations are conducted to convince myself I am alive. I just absolutely must hear my echo. Self-talk, the continuous invention of the melodrama of me, the creation of myself out of very thin air.

diversion

In the realm of spirit, it is important to not look at or look for the fruits of our actions, not only because we drop immediately into a second-order reality, but we are diverted into a realm of being whose only fruit is the looking for fruit.

phantoms of the mind

All consciousness states are phantasies (phantoms of the mind). We cannot not phantasize. Unless.

And only a small percentage of earth's population has ever even attempted this unless route. It occurs only with a combination of one's intent and willingness and the grace of the universe, of God, our Source. This is the report of the spiritual explorers of consciousness states, the intranauts, the teachers whose explorations I follow, and at whose findings I place my base camp and whose tracks I follow.

As for me, I am still a phantasy addict, moving in and out of them, learning as I go. The Source is gracious, allowing more and more room, more space between them. I dwell more and more in bare naked awareness.

My phantasies have always been less of a personal nature, anyway, and more on a cosmic scale. But a phantasy is a phantasy is a phantasy. And this is where we humans live. Phantastic!

states of consciousness (continued)

A few posts ago I wrote of 3 states of consciousness: horizontal, vertical, cosmic (or spherical). A problem with delineating states of consciousness in this way is that one may begin, in "class"ifying oneself to feel inferior or superior. Inferior, because one does not experience a particular state and thinks one should and therefore is deficient in some way. Superior, because one believes that one experiences these states and many others do not, so that one is in a class of one's own or else hanging out with the other cosmic nerd elite.

And yet these consciousness states exist (and others). What to do?

A way out of this self-ranking is to realize there is only one consciousness state that allows approach to and merging with our Source -- bare nakedness --a stripping of all thought, all imagery, all desire, all whim, all fantasy no matter how "wonderful" and "pure" and "good."

Reduced to ashes. And then not even ashes. Becoming as nothing. And not even nothing. All other consciousness states than this one are fantasies, dreams, illusions. Take heart. If it is to be named, a name for such a bare naked consciousness state is love.

Don't get all caught up in that though. Such a word sets off such a chain of fantasies that one may not surface for aeons.