Wednesday, February 2, 2011

An Ever New Hope

Is it possible to feel hope in a planet full of uncertainties and dreadful miseries?
A story tells that one day Abba Anthony of Egypt, Father of the Desert asked:

Lord, how is it that some die when they are young, while others drag on to extreme old age? Why are there those who are poor and those who are rich? Why do wicked men prosper and why are the just in need?" He heard a voice answering him, "Anthony, keep the attention in yourself..."

Where do we focus our attention?
Why are we so attached to negative thoughts and emotions?

May we allow a different kind of attention by using all the senses, now?
A loving Witness waits to connect us to the World of the Soul, a dwelling beyond time, source of freedom and bliss, where all becomes possible.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Revising The Divine

Man´s relation to God probably has to undergo a certain important change: instead of propitiating praise to an unpredictable king or the child's prayer to a loving father, the responsible living and fulfilling of the divine will in us, will be our form of worship and commerce with God.
His goodness means grace and light and His dark side, the terrible temptation of power. Man has already received so much power that he can destroy his own planet.
Let us hope that God´s good spirit will guide him in his decisions, because it will depend upon man´s decision whether God´s creation will continue.
Nothing shows more drastically than this possibility how much of divine power has come within the reach of man.
C.G.Jung, 1956

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Fragmented Heart Mirrored Outside

Today humanity, as never before, is split into two apparently irreconcilable halves. The psychological rule says that when an inner situation is not made conscious it happens outside, as fate. This is to say, when the individual remains individed and does not become conscious of his inner contradictions, the world must perforce act out and be torn out into opposing halves.
C.C.Jung, 1959.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Watching The Inner Moon

The Moon, like the thoughts of our ordinary mind, does not have its own light, it just reflects that of the sun. Where is the sun, then, inside of us?
Here we have an inspiring and beautiful poem by Kabir (1440-1518), a Sage, poet and musician from India, who taught in a very Socratic way, considering all human beings equally, beyond any differences of religion, sex, caste or race. This is one of the translations made by Rabindranath Tagore:
The moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:


The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it.
So long as man clamours for the “I” and the “Mine”, his works are as naught:
When all love of the “I” and the “Mine” is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.


Saturday, August 8, 2009

The Language of Depression


Picture: Abduction of Persephone, by Lorenzo Bernini


Our life is full of circumstances that lead to depressive states: the presence of chaos in society, the loss of someone, loneliness, an accident, an illness and other kinds of life ordeals. However, the cause of sorrow void has little to do with them, but rather with a way of living that barely scratches the surface of things, driving us to experience a deep void and dissatisfaction; a superficiality that implies cultivating blind habits such as self-pity, excess of self-importance or even self-deprecation. As the Buddha manifested, the main habit of human beings is “attached to suffering”. Humans get caught in behaviours that always lead to suffering, mainly because these are not understood from the root. Therefore, we need to look for understanding.


In the West there have been many attempts to shed light on the phenomenon of depression, although in general, this question remains insoluble, despite ancient teachers knew and taught its profound reason of being.

Romantic thinkers like Jean Paul Richter used the expression "pain of the world" (Weltschmerz) in reference to the sorrow and disappointment with life in general. For them physical reality doesn't satisfy the demands of the heart and is darkened by the presence of evil. Surprisingly, many romantic poets considered sorrow as a form of poetic inspiration; although most of them omitted the negative effects it can have in the psyche when its causes are not discovered. To give an illustrative example. The depressive melancholy and anxious precipitation that moved Søren Kierkegaard to write brought his engagement with Regina Olsen to an end. And he confessed that he didn't want to burden her with those depressive states he couldn't control. 

Kierkegaard referred to “existential anguish” as Angst, his favourite subject, to which he dedicated a book, The concept of Anxiety. Hence he is regarded as the first existentialist thinker, although “existentialism” as a stream of thought would not emerge with impetus until the period between the two World Wars. The harshness and atrocities of war agitated the dark bottom of the human psyche much more than any of the previous historical wars and existentialists focused on the idea that humans have no nature –unlike the animals– what makes us inherently disoriented and anguished. 

Some existential views adopted a terribly pessimistic view that made many lives more depressing. It is the case of Sartre's novel Nausea,  in which the uncertainty and cruelty humans experience in life can never be understood, only faced, feeling nausea.

Much more inspired was the view of Martin Heidegger, for whom the existential anguish arises in man because he feels "thrown into existence", forced to face death and the challenging responsibility of having to use his will in order to forge a nature of his own. As he said, every adult is responsible for choosing his actions, attitudes and life style, and the very act of choosing with courage a path, without being driven by external models, is living an "authentic life". Right at the end of his life, Heidegger started hinting that the "authentic life" and a new way of thinking can lead human beings to the “understanding of Being (Sein), the Divine nature of all things, which reveals itself in a state of “detachment” and “serenity” he called Gelassenheit.

Certainly, there is truth in his ideas, but something more than thinking is required to reconcile inner conflicts and fill the void. Only Love of Wisdom and inner-development can give a much richer understanding of ourselves, including depression.

The "language of Reality" indicates that anguish and depression play an important role, a function linked to particular stages in the path of spiritual evolution. Contrarily, society focuses on selfish comfort, happiness, light, success, pleasure and heavenly heights forgetting the role of darkness. A clear omission of what Wisdom has always taught through myths, legends and teachings: the Light can only be found at the bottom of the Cave, the Darkness of the Sacred Underworld. 

All the great mythological heros, from Gilgamesh to Orpheus and Odysseus traveled to the underworld in their quest for immortality and divine perfection. And later the Alchemists considered that the first step in the process of inner transformation is a state of putrefaction called nigredo.

This truth is also expressed in the Christian Gospels, where it is said that Jesus suffered temptation from evil in a desert –a psychological desert– and despair in Getsemani, that he reconciled evil by forgiving his enemies, accepting a terrible physical death at the cross, and that he finally descended into Hell before returning to the Father. A complete vision of spiritual development, integration of the animal nature and the spiritual nature, meant to be performed by each one of usI am the Way, the Truth and the Life (John 14, 6).

These traditions teach that transformation can only take place when we consciously embrace what we don't like, seeing it as part of ourselves, the side that closes the circle of completeness.

All our difficult moments can be a direct way to inner growth if we face them with patience and mindfulness. They are an opportunity to become “authentic individuals”, instead of shadows. The  poet John Keats seemed well aware of that when he wrote in a letter: some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a vale of soul-making.

The moments of distress and apparent impasse are signs demanding our attention and openness. And every time we ignore the message of longing and the necessity of inner work, certain creative energies –Chthonic powers of the Earth– communicate by means of distress and sickness that something must be done, that a conscious contact with our soul, the feminine side of reality, must take place. In Greece this was expressed with the myth of the abduction of Persephone.

Depression is the fingers of Hades and Persephone reaching us –Peter Kingsley–.

Our heedlessness makes the divine in us very sad, and its laments are indeed our sorrow, void and anxiety. Yet, our unconscious procrastination compels hidden forces to drag us down into a hell of terrible sufferings. Moment in which humans think: "life is rubbish", "why am I so miserable?", "why is this happening to me?", "I don't want to live like this?", "I prefer to die". All an indication that something must die inside us. Although, without discernment, this impulse may be interpreted "literally", leading to suicidal thoughts. Hence we must understand the ancient maxim: die before you die. 

In this psychological death, one sees that we are more than the thoughts and emotions of our superficial personality. A realisation that puts us into conscious contact with our true infinite nature. 

By knowing ourselves we can be open enough to use our predicaments as catapults that push us towards the Plenitude of the All Embracing Father-Mother.

As soon as we dedicate more time to rest in the silent awareness of space and call into question the literalness of our thoughts and emotions, wonderful things start to happen. There is a Spanish saying: nothing is false, nothing is true, everything depends on the colour of the crystal you are looking through. Things are not what they seem to be.  Appearances can be that disgusting mythological being, Medusa-Gorgona –a beautiful woman under a spell of ugliness–, whose glance turned into stone everyone who dared to look at her eyes directly. So we need to be like Perseus, and use a shield as a mirror to avoid looking at her face directly. All we see, light or darkness, is truly a reflection of our nature, and it does not have more eyes than ours. 

Conflict only arises when what we see appears as “other”. And only by identifying the reflection could Perseus behead Medusa with the sword of will, obtaining Pegasus, the flying horse, the wings of our soul.

Perseus also had winged shoes received from Hermes, metaphor of the elevation of wise reflections, and the helmet of invisibility, given by Hades, to be Nobody, for egoism makes throws us outside of ourselves.

As we see, myths can be a really helpful to know ourselves and keep the mind focused on something better than negative thoughts.

Each one of us has a full range of potentialities waiting to be displayed without delay. And we can only discover them by listening to the logic of life and working day after day on the soil of our imperfections.  Sometimes it is necessary to be like Knights, taming the dragon of our egoism, with patience, strength, discernment, determination and equanimity, to endure pain and avoid mechanical habits. 

But there are also times in which we can do just one thing: surrender ourselves under the transformative power of Silence and Darkness. Peter Kingsley reminds us in his books Reality and In The Dark Places of Wisdom that in Ancient Greece this was even a practice, known as "incubation", lying down in sacred caves, temples or rooms (theme of another post).

All in all, our attitude must be that of service and gratitude. We are called to be "organs of perception" for the Endless Unmanifest so that darkness can be illumined, reconciled. This is how we become active participants in a Cosmic Drama where the Divine forgets and remembers itself forever, in Eternity. Only when we miss our mission we fall into depression.

© 2009

Friday, July 31, 2009

Struggle In The Soul

Humanity is going through the most important stage in the course of its existence. Our present time is marked by difficult global challenges which mirror a serius fork in the road. There are just two directions, two rivers. One goes up. The other goes down. And the way we choose depends on each one of us. It's a question of becoming really conscious human beings or degenerate into sub-human species.
The core of this difficult situation is the most ardent of the struggles, the internal one.
Be kind to all you meet for all are engaged in a life and death struggle (Plato). Not seeing it in ourselves means one is dead already and has succumbed to the dark side of the force. Darkness destroys, excludes and divides. Therefore, to become really conscious, darkness should never be avoided or feared, but rather included. Two poles interacting make light.
St.George's Dragon can never be destroyed. We all need to face our inner dragons: fears, repressed emotions and instincts. And winning means not succumbing to unconsciousness.
When an inner content is not made conscious, it happens outside as Fate (C.G.Jung).
All the destruction, scandals and aberrations that the criminal mass media displays with such a shameful morbosity is an explosive externalization of all the elements humans repress.
Therefore, the responsibility of not supporting darkness falls upon man. We carry the world upon our shoulders, like Atlas.

Monday, June 8, 2009

The Absence Of God Is The Presence of God

The words we use to describe the world rarely grasp the richness of a given moment. Nevertheless, the power of words can still be real.
In the context of the Gnostic path of love, Cynthia Bourgeault expresses her teacher´s wisdom (we highlighted a few inspiring sentences):
Rafe began his hermit life. It was an exhilarating time for him in its new found freedom, but the strain of loneliness and disorientation -not to mention the sheer physical brutality of the site- gradually took its role. Late one afternoon he was in a thickly tangled, rock-strewn field, trying to move a large boulder to clear a site for his cabin. He strained and strained with pickax and crowbar, but the boulder wouldn't give.
"And suddenly I burst into tears" he said. "I was so tired; it all just felt so lonely, so totally useless. I sat there on that rock and said to myself, 'Listen, God didn't ask you to come here, you came here yourself'.
"I'd never felt that way before. It was an ache all the way to the end of the universe. I realized this must be my 'bare self'.
Over those next long months, Rafe said he gradually became acostumed to it. That ache all the way to the end of the universe was how things would be, how they had to be. "God can only work in us through our bare self", he averred. "At that place, if a person is really willing to wait there, god says, 'Aha! now we can get down to work. At last there is something to work with'".
Later, in an astonishing observation, Rafe added, "we only think it's bare because the light is so intense that it blinds us".
Again and again Rafe taught me to work this way, not flinching from those moments of utter unremitting emptiness. "You have to endure the tedium until something gradually emerges in it" he told me, the lesson of those long, empty winters up at the cabin. In it, not from it, he insisted. It is not the incubator of the new; it is the new itself, in the beginning of its own dimensionality, stark and pitilessly embracing.
Sometimes, he said, he'd cry out with terror. With the ache and futility of it. With a life wasted, a God far away. "That's the beginning of it. That's when you're getting somewhere. If you can only just stay present in that bare self, you'll begin to discover how the absence of God is the presence of God".
We are human. We want to jerk away from that moment. Fill it with distraction and activity, with our own meaning. In my case, run up the hill to Rafe's cabin, fill it with a person, sitting in his chair in his lonely winter watch -a person, my heart told me, who would too soon be gone. Fill it with a conversation, a cappucino, the energy flowing between us, the joy of times shared, the glow of human love. But to live in that world, to warm oneself only by its fire, means to be stranded in unbridgeable, wrenching loss when that fires flickers out. To find the eternal communion, one must not be afraid to venture into that dark, black sea of what seems inexpressible absence. More painfully, one must 'choose' to venture out, while the fire is still burning on the shore. For only what is truly begun here can continue in eternity.
Dwell in it...endure the tedium until something gradually emerges in it. Often now, I lie in my bed and simply ache. But I try to remember that this ache is what is given to me in this moment to express the presence itself; to paraphrase Rilke, it is the beginning of a love I can just scarcely bear in human form. In the cosmic sphere everything is a two way street. By that very ache I know I am still connected in love; it is the bridge on which I cross. I remember Rafe saying, "it seems bare only because it's so full of light".
"If I can love you across the space of a mile, I can love you across the space of eternity" excerpted from the book Love is Stronger Than Death