Everyday awakening: The ‘transcendence overlap’ between poetry & sacred scriptures

TOPICS: Love poetry, magic moments, healing via welcoming all ‘visitors’, self-integration through reincarnation letting go past & future & dropping ‘vicious circles’, our shadow self – in response to unintegrated ‘inner weather’, ‘I’ being the light (of awareness) Remember JT’s definition of meditation; “moment-to-moment presence that excludes nothing, and sticks to nothing.”

1a)
The Awakening by James Weldon Johnson, 1871 – 1928 SOURCE
I dreamed that I was a rose
That grew beside a lonely way,
Close by a path none ever chose,
And there I lingered day by day.
Beneath the sunshine and the show’r
I grew and waited there apart,
Gathering perfume hour by hour,
And storing it within my heart,
Yet, never knew,
Just why I waited there and grew.

I dreamed that you were a bee
That one day gaily flew along,
You came across the hedge to me,
And sang a soft, love-burdened song.
You brushed my petals with a kiss,
I woke to gladness with a start,
And yielded up to you in bliss
The treasured fragrance of my heart;
And then I knew
That I had waited there for you. -0-

1b
Jenny Kiss’d Me by Leigh Hunt
Jenny kiss’d me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss’d me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,
Jenny kiss’d me.

2)
The Guest House, by Rumi (The Essential Rumi – Coleman Barks)
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

3) COMMENTARY BY JULIAN SPALDING: In the Guest House Rumi is telling us that the entirety of human experience is valuable. None of it is to be discounted as unnecessary or even avoidable. All emotions are valid and indeed desirable, even those we wish to evade. One moment is joyful, another is depressed, even meanness demands attention. Accept and honor them all, he says, because each portends a new state of being. Each is the portal to new awareness. Accepting each state is accepting the entirety of one’s being. The shadow and the light carry equal weight.

Although he doesn’t expressly say it, implicit in his poem is the truth that emotions that are repressed come back to haunt us in malicious forms. When we look the dark thought in the face, allow the shame to be loved, it ceases to demand our attention. All the ugly children, the orphans, only want to be admitted into conscious awareness & no longer considered unlovable. When each is admitted and embraced, the prodigal son comes home. When the visitor is given welcome, a new dispensation is permitted.

The only way I can know the truth of Rumi’s poem is by its relevance to my own life journey. When I allowed my deep toxic shame to see the light of day, for my own exiled self to be embraced, only then could the shamed little boy be allowed to heal by feeling loved as he is. He thought he was unlovable with his unacceptable desires to love other boys. Only when he could love his shamed self could that self be transformed. Only when he allowed himself to be revealed authentically, could he be released from his prison of shame and self judgment. It isn’t in being lovable that he found release, but in being unlovable that he could step into a new self definition.

Rumi’s poem reveals the truth that being human is messy. Admit all feelings to the banquet of love or else they will destroy you by their insistence to be recognized, embraced and admitted to full conscious awareness. Rumi validates my own life experience and inner knowing, reminding me to be grateful for all my inner family, the dark and the light, the shame and the triumphant spirit, the malice and the generosity of spirit.

I think the poem ties in beautifully with Jung’s concept of the shadow. When feelings are disowned and banished to the unconscious, they exert undue influence on our lives. They demand to be recognized despite our attempts to repress them. Conversely, when disowned parts of self are recognized and integrated into conscious awareness, we become a more whole version of ourselves. When all parts are accepted or integrated, the house welcomes all guests. © 2012 Julian Spalding -0-

4) In Jungian psychology, the shadow or “shadow aspect” may refer to (1) an unconscious aspect of the personality which the conscious ego does not identify in itself. Because one tends to reject or remain ignorant of the least desirable aspects of one’s personality, the shadow is largely negative, or (2) the entirety of the unconscious, i.e., everything of which a person is not fully conscious. There are, however, positive aspects which may also remain hidden in one’s shadow (especially in people with low self-esteem).[1] Contrary to a Freudian definition of shadow, therefore, the Jungian shadow can include everything outside the light of consciousness, and may be positive or negative. “Everyone carries a shadow,” Jung wrote, “and the less it is embodied in the individual’s conscious life, the blacker and denser it is.”[2] It may be (in part) one’s link to more primitive animal instincts,[3] which are superseded during early childhood by the conscious mind. (WikiPedia) -0- Cf awakening as resting as awareness.

RP Religions are created via the founder High-prophets ‘poetry’ of Revelation + their commentaries – and so are we through spiritual awakening They ‘run down’ degenerate via all forms corruption + churchianity-ization (structures contrary to original).
5) The Infinite “I” SOURCE
You Are The Light

Jesus said:
“I” is the light (of awareness)
that shines upon all things. “I” is the All
from which everything emanates
and to which everything returns. St. Thomas

In a talk, given some time ago in India, entitled: The Power of Not Knowing, Eckhart Tolle quoted from an English translation of the Kena Upanishad the following lines which he said were an important ‘pointer’ to our true Self;

Not that which the eye sees, but that whereby the eye can see,
Know that alone to be Brahman, the Eternal, and not what people here adore.
Not that which the ear hears, but that whereby the ear can hear,
Know that alone to be Brahman, the Eternal, and not what people here adore.
Not that which the mind thinks, but that whereby the mind can think,
Know that alone to be Brahman, the Eternal, and not what people here adore.

Eckhart then went on to say …
The word “I” is the most frequently used word in the English language … or in any language. Usually, when people use the word “I”, they are referring to ‘me and my story’ — the conditioned entity — the fiction that I identify with as ‘me.’

But there is a deeper meaning to “I” — that is, the delusion of “I” — the delusion of (the egoic) self. For ultimately, “I” is a sacred word, (indicating the unborn, eternal Self).

“I”, on the normal level of human consciousness, expresses delusion, which is what the Buddha recognised when he saw the delusion of ‘self’ — he referred to that “I” and he saw through it.

And so, when that delusion is recognised, (it can be seen) that recognition already originates from the unconditioned Consciousness. The delusional entity cannot recognise its own delusion, so the recognition of it is already the light shining through from underneath, so to speak.

From there (this unconditioned Consciousness) arises the recognition of the delusion of the story-based, form-based, mind-based, identification-based identity.

This is what Jesus referred to when he said, “Before Abraham was, I am.” Not, “Before Abraham was, I was already.” There is neither ‘was’ nor ‘will be’ in “I”, it IS eternal Presence — eternal ‘Nowness’. And this is what the Upanishad refers to also — it is the Formless, it is the Unconditioned.

It (the infinite unconditioned “I”) is known, but never in a subject/object relationship — it cannot be known in such a way. So one could say, it cannot be known at all – you can only BE it. Realise that you ARE it, but cannot know it as you know an object in consciousness

For thousands of years, people have been trying to make God into an object in consciousness — the idea of God, the image of God, statements about (God) etc.

This is why the Upanishad says, “Not what people here adore” — that is not God — not that which you see, not that which you hear, not that which you think, not (even) that which you believe in, because belief is thought.

You believe in God — that also is “Not what people here adore” — it is a mental idol — ultimately, it is an ideology.

You believe in God and the person next to you believes in Communism — two ideologies! So it’s “Not what people here adore” — not that which the mind thinks, not that which the mind believes, but That which makes all thinking, all believing, all sense-perception possible. The Formless, out of which all forms arise.

And That is the innermost “I”, the (formless) Essence that gets mixed up in your life with forms -that is, the deepest innermost Self. ~ Transcribed from a talk given by Eckhart Tolle in Rishikesh, India, as recorded in DVD series, Touching the Eternal — Disk 3. entitled:The Power of Not Knowing.

I wonder if I know him by ~ Rabindranath Tagore, “I”.

In whose speech is my voice,
In whose movement is my being,
Whose skill is in my lines,
Whose melody is in my songs
In joy and sorrow.

I thought he was chained within me,
Contained by tears and laughter,
Work and play.

I thought he was my very self
Coming to an end with my death.
Why then in a flood of joy do I feel him
In the sight and touch of my beloved?
This ‘I’ beyond self I found
On the shores of the shining sea.

Therefore I know
This ‘I’ is not imprisoned within my bounds.

Losing myself, I find him
Beyond the borders of time and space.

Through the Ages
I come to know his Shining Self
In the Iife of the seeker,
In the voice of the poet.
From the dark clouds pour the rains.

I sit and think:
Bearing so many forms, so many names,
I come down, crossing the threshold
Of countless births and deaths.

The Supreme undivided, complete in himself,
Embracing past and present,
Dwells in Man.

Within Him I shall find myself –
The ‘I’ that reaches everywhere. -0-

Joan Tollifson gives us the only definition of reincarnation that makes sense – We can notice how the “same old me” with “my same old problems” reincarnates through thinking & story-telling, how “the same old world” is seemingly recreated again & again? She also refers to the inner drama of thought & feelings as being ”inner weather’ Two brilliant ideas. -0- END -0-

TAGS: Love poetry, magic moments, healing, Rumi, self-integration, reincarnation, letting go past & future, dropping ‘vicious circles’,shadow self, unintegrated shadow self, ‘inner weather’, the light of awareness, Joan Tollifson, meditation aa “moment-to-moment presence that excludes nothing, and sticks to nothing.”

EVANESCENCE, Li Po, Joan Tollifson, inner weather – & the only definition of reincarnation that makes sense?

EVANESCENCE – I had never come across this word before, except in Baha’i writings. How beautiful it is and how pregnant with poetic possibilities – ‘soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing: the evanescent Arctic summer’

‘Evanescence’ begs to be connected to inter-spiritual and mystical challenges such as self-effacement and detachment.

In relation to such matters I often return to;

“The birds have vanished from the sky,
and now the last clouds slip away.
We sit alone, the mountain & I,
until only the mountain remains.”

8thC Chinese poet known as Li Po

Also resonating in my mind is a piece contemporary teacher of nonduality, Joan Tollifson, wrote on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/JoanTollifson 31 December 2015 at 19:11.

Joan’s post starts with a fine description about the effects of weather in the area where she lives; “This morning is clear and bright, not a cloud in the sky. I watched the morning light spread slowly and quietly over the landscape. Some days this whole valley where I live fills with freezing mist and the mountains around me are completely invisible—even the nearby trees disappear into the whiteness of the fog. And then gradually, the mist dissolves and the landscape reappears. Snow storms and rain storms blow through, clouds pass across the sky, changing shape as they go. And sometimes, like this morning, the whole sky is clear.”

Joan then shifts to describing what she calls ‘inner weather’
“The inner weather is much the same—endlessly changing weather systems, sometimes cloudy and sometimes crystal clear. All of it one whole undivided, inseparable happening without any solid borders or seams: cloudy and clear, inside and outside.”

This enables Joan to gently invite us to challenge ourselves spiritually within the context of teachings on nonduality;

“In every instant, the universe is born anew. When we’re awake, we notice this. New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day is a wonderful time to appreciate the newness of every moment—to notice what happens when we leave the known (the past) behind and are simply Here / Now, awake and present—not needing any handles (any conceptual formulations or explanations), not needing to know who or what we are or what this is, not needing any purpose or meaning, but simply being present, being this moment, just as it is.”

The challenges come in the form of questions – enough for weeks or months of meditation;

“Of course, I’m not talking about losing our functional memory or permanently erasing all knowledge of history—that all has its usefulness—but can we be awake to when this is useful and when it is simply a burden? Can we question our stories and beliefs? Can we hold them lightly? Can we notice how the “same old me” with “my same old problems” reincarnates through thinking and story-telling, how “the same old world” is seemingly recreated again and again? Can we wonder if this needs to continue? Can we simply be present with the raw energies in the body, whatever they are, and with the pure sensory aliveness of what is, right now? Can we notice how different this living reality is from all the ideas and concepts about it?”

In this last section Joan gives us what for me is the only definition of reincarnation that makes sense – Can we notice how the “same old me” with “my same old problems” reincarnates through thinking and story-telling, how “the same old world” is seemingly recreated again and again?. The first being”inner weather’ Two brilliant ideas.

Brilliant writing, brilliant teaching. Joan’s wonderful website is here – http://www.joantollifson.com/

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SOME ADDITIONAL NOTES FOR POETS & OTHER WRITERS!

Here are a couple of definitions of evanescence;

‘…evanescence is a noun that means the event of fading and gradually vanishing from sight.

After you lose a loved one, often you’re gripped with a fear of evanescence, or the rapid fading from sight or memory of that person. Evanescence comes from the Latin evanescere meaning “disappear, vanish.””

Something that possesses qualities of evanescence, has a quality of disappearing or vanishing. The evanescence of a shooting star makes it hard to catch — it’s there one moment and gone the next. Evanescence is a word typically used to describe an event that fades from sight or memory, or sometimes the fleeting quality of worldly success. –
http://www.vocabulary.com/dictionary/evanescence

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Soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing:
the evanescent Arctic summer’

Words that rhyme with evanescent

acquiescent, adolescent, albescent, Besant, coalescent, confessant, convalescent, crescent, depressant, effervescent, erubescent, excrescent, flavescent, fluorescent, immunosuppressant, incandescent, incessant, iridescent, juvenescent, lactescent, liquescent, luminescent, nigrescent, obsolescent, opalescent, pearlescent, phosphorescent, pubescent, putrescent, quiescent, suppressant, turgescent, virescent, viridescent

http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/english/evanescent

Mist on river Burnlaw

RP Is this not also resurrection – of self from slough of despond to Self?