The Ethics and Sociology of Fohat

By Robert Ellwood

Originally printed in the Winter 2009 issue of Quest magazine. 
Citation: Ellwood, Robert. "The Ethics and Sociology of Fohat." Quest  97. 1 (Fall 2009): 21-23.

Theosophical Society - Robert Ellwood is emeritus professor of religion at the University of Southern California and a former vice-president of the Theosophical Society in America. He currently resides at the Krotona School of Theosophy.I would like to talk about what might be called the ethics and sociology of Fohat. For I am convinced that this Fohat is far from being merely an abstruse theoretical notion, esoteric in every sense of the word. Obscure it may be to many people, but what it has to deal with is as plain and practical as an ironing board, and it is at the heart of some of the major moral issues of our time. Get Fohat right and half the things people argue about would dissolve like morning mist, and we might even bring peace to the galaxy.

That is simply because Fohat is how we Theosophists talk about the link between mind and matter, spirit and flesh. It is, as I understand it, similar to what is called prana in Vedanta, chi or ki in the East Asian martial arts, or the Force in Star Wars: the creative energy by which the One manifests as the Many, and no less by which our own inner One, through the mind, manifests who we are and what we do through the medium of the body.

But this connection between spirit and flesh is where the problem usually is, isn't it? Jesus declared that "The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak" (Matt. 26:41). How often we find ourselves reiterating the same thing, and, to quote the apostle Paul, find that "what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I" (Rom. 7:15). How do we link our own personal mind and matter in such a way that such miscommunication does not occur?

On a larger scale, it could be argued that the whole of modern scientific, technological civilization rests on a certain understanding of the Fohat function, the linking of spirit and matter. While it has earlier sources, in Aristotle and certain medieval scholastics, most of the praise or blame is often given to Rene Descartes, the seventeenth-century French philosopher and scientist. It was he who taught us to look at nature, including the human body, as a basically unconscious, unfeeling, nuts-and-bolts kind of mechanism, which scientists can understand by means of physical forces and natural laws. Mind was something of a very different nature that was somehow also there, but it was essentially unconnected with matter—a view sometimes caricatured as "the ghost in the machine."

Attributing the idea of such a total abyss between mind and body to Descartes may in fact be a bit unfair. A recent article in the New Yorker held that he actually believed the opposite, quoting him as writing that we "experience within ourselves certain...things which must not be referred either to the mind alone or to the body alone," and that these arise "from the close and intimate union of our mind with the body." Nonetheless, many in the burgeoning scientific revolution chose to ignore that link, preferring to forget what lay behind the eye at the telescope or microscope, save as it functioned as a data-recording and interpreting machine, and failing to remember even that the eye itself was of flesh rather than just another lens.

This was simply because Descartes' approach enables science and technology to do what they do best. It works, produces results, as virtually all of what makes up our modern lives outwardly bears witness. Nature is best bent to our will, even the nature of our bodies and minds, so it seems, if treated as an almost infinitely complex machine, but one founded on a few basic energies and subject to mechanical and mathematical models. The force that moves the sun and others star is not, as Dante sang, divine love, but rather gravity and other blind forces. So is the human body and even the human mind, as seen by much of modern medicine and psychology. This hard-edged vision, though it may merely be seeing surfaces, works so as to make a real, measurable difference, or so we believe.

The great Jewish philosopher Martin Buber spoke of I-thou and I-it relationship. The former is an intersubjective relationship, as between two people who deeply feel and understand one another; the latter is when an object, animal, or even another person is viewed merely instrumentally, as an "it," which I may use however it suits my purposes. Though this may not be what Buber intended, the post-Cartesian model of nature that works best for science and technology in effect reduces most of nature, including most animals and not a few people, to "its" in this sense: that is why laboratory animals are given numbers rather than names and described in terms of their Latin taxonomy rather than by familiar English words such as "dog" or "cat."

There are other ways to relate to animals. A recent book, Piers Vitebsky's The Reindeer People (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 2005), is about the Eveny, a reindeer-herding tribe in northern Siberia. Those of us who are vegetarians and animal rightists certainly could not approve of all aspects of Eveny culture. Their domestic animals, and the wild animals they hunted, undoubtedly were exploited as they were milked, killed, skinned, eaten. Yet the traditional Eveny mentality toward them was far different from that of the modern hunter who simply goes out with a high-powered, telescopic-sighted rifle hoping to bring down a trophy, or the modern scientist or a factory farmer who sees himself as merely exercising his right to "dominion."

With the Eveny, the relationship of human and animal is more complex. Even domestic animals, Vitebsky tells us, are not seen as subordinate but as another race whose purposes run parallel to those of humans. A skilled caretaker can know as many as 2000 of his herd by name and speaks to them about plans and movements. Each tribesperson may even have a particular reindeer consecrated to him or her as a personal kujjai, an animal "double" who shares the human's life on some unimaginably profound level. The eyes of this sacred quadruped have, for his or her human, the magical depth of a shaman's; she protects her human in supernatural ways, and if she dies, it probably means the reindeer has given herself in place of the person, who is thereby saved and eternally grateful to his kujjai.

Even more mysterious are wild reindeer and other game animals. Killing is not a right, for the hunt involves engagement with Bayanay, the "master of animals." Under his divine direction all wild animals migrate, feed, breed, and die. It is said the animals are his pets or children, but more profoundly he is the animals. They are his incarnations or manifestations. One can only take an animal if he offers himself at the request of Bayanay. The Lord of the Wild will do so only for a hunter who treats the animal's body and soul correctly, with honor and reverent use. Surely all this is a connection on the Fohat level.

I am not one to say all modern science and technology are bad or that we should just go back to the archaic way of life and live like the traditional Eveny, even if that were possible. Theosophy insists that while we may occasionally regress because of our refusal to take part in circumstances as they are, this is not healthy, nor can it last long before the entity or race self-destructs. We must continue on. I like to think that the Sixth Root Race will go beyond the scientific materialism of the Fifth (our own) to conjoin concepts of a living, conscious nature with the advances that science and technology have brought forth.

To do so, our Sixth Race grandchildren will need the vision illustrated by Henry Steel Olcott's inaugural lecture as first president of the Theosophical Society, when he argued for a wisdom beyond the narrow dogmatisms of both pulpit and laboratory and for a unitary worldview that could also limn the future. Our descendants will need to understand Fohat very well, for it is the key, whether known by that (perhaps Mongolian) term or not.

In The Secret Doctrine, we learn that Fohat is closely related to the One Life, and is "the transcendent binding Unity of all Cosmic Energies, on the unseen as well as the manifested plane" (I, 110-11). This is an important principle, for it tells us that the same "stuff" that causes the flower, or the human being, to unfold from within out, also operates the universe as a whole. Fohat tells us that everything is alive and conscious in its own way—not necessarily in the human way—but has an inwardness we can intuit, understand, and respect.

This is a concept that, if we could get it across and, as it were, give it sociological meaning, could make a real difference. In my humble view, one of the more benighted controversies today is that between so-called creationism, usually taken to mean creation by an external, personal God, and Darwinian evolution, usually taken to mean a purely materialistic "origin of species" by natural selection, without God or consciousness. So-called intelligent design is sometimes proposed as a mediating idea but is generally damned as nothing but a blind for creationism.

The intellectual fallout from this controversy has been devastating. It has painted science as cold and insensitive to any spiritual aspiration, and at the same time has made for an antireligious backlash by the so-called new atheists, whose books, as dogmatic as they may be in their own way, have become surprising best-sellers. But where does this leave us?

I would say it leaves us with Theosophy, and with Fohat. To me the logical response is intelligent design, but intelligent design from within, guiding evolution, both material and psychological, out of an ultimate Ground—an "Unknown Root," in the language of The Secret Doctrine—that is beneath and beyond time altogether.

A major issue in physics nowadays is the possibility that on the deepest level, and in the shortest span, time does not exist. It is not a constant, but an effect of something even deeper. The vehicle of that effect could be Fohat, the link to universal and individual consciousness, where abide the timeless ideas or forms of nature expressed in time, as light and shadow from a constant sun playing over a landscape. In this view, the effects of time can be seen as not the most basic thing. There is another level on which we really are the same person despite the years, or even apparent life and death, and, in the divine mind, it is the same universe despite the ages. A child once said, "We have time to keep everything from happening all at once," but perhaps on the profoundest level, the seeds of all that has or will happen are there now. As in so many areas, physics is getting closer and closer to Theosophy, for the Stanzas of Dzyan also tell us that, before motion and the more complicated kinds of manifestation, "time was not."

An article in a recent issue of Newsweek gives accounts of persons who experienced deep coma: by most criteria they were dead but were revived. Yet afterwards their memory, intellect, and personality all reappeared intact. As this perceptive article tells us:

This is, on some level, deeply mysterious. We experience consciousness embedded in time, a succession of mental states continually recreated in our brains, even during sleep. But when the brain shuts down, where does the mind go?
That is the crux of one of the oldest debates in philosophy. The materialistic view is that...memories resided in the physical state of the cells and synapses of [the patient's] brain, a state is that preserved for some period after the heart stops beating.
But there's another answer to the question....This is the view that the mind is more than the sum of the parts of the brain, and can exist outside it. "We still have no idea how brain cells generate something as abstract as a thought," says Dr. Sam Parnia, a British pulmonologist and a Fellow at Weill Cornell Medical College. "If you look at a brain cell under a microscope, it can't think. Why should two brain cells think? Or 2 million?"

Is Fohat at work here between the thought and the cell? Some might object that calling the mysterious link between cosmic and individual mind and matter "Fohat" is just an example of the "naming fallacy": you don't know what something is, so you give it a name and convince yourself that now it is no longer so mysterious. The naming fallacy has had very wide use, I would say, in psychology and in politics. At best what the naming fallacy can do is suggest the overall domain within which, rightly or wrongly, we want to place a problematic phenomenon. To give mental afflictions medical-sounding names—to speak of schizophrenia instead of possession, for example—subtly puts them in the realm of materialistic medicine rather than of mysticism, regardless of how much we really know about the ultimate causes of disturbing dreams and visions, or of trance and ecstasy.

Likewise, I appreciate the word "Fohat" because it puts these phenomena in the world of The Secret Doctrine. And that adds a dimension that I think is very important, for it relates the mind-body relationship within us to the manifestation of the universe and its ultimate source. It tells us the Cartesian world is not ultimate, that consciousness must ultimately be incorporated into any final theory of the universe or multiverse. Indeed, as cosmology advances toward this Point Omega, we Theosophists may be tempted to say, "Ha! We knew it all along." The idea, however, is not to prove we were right but to contribute a useful model for this kind of universe, and to do so in a poetic language that is adequate to its grandeur: a drama in which Fohat is the steed that bears us far into the heart of meaning, where mind and matter, time and eternity, dissolve into Oneness.

I am not so naive as to say that all we need to do is proclaim ideas like these and wars cultural and military would cease overnight. But, both from Theosophists and from many others of true goodwill, ideas like these are being heard alongside the din of bombs and battle. Fohat gives, then, a basis in thought and reality for the values of the coming Sixth Race. We need to give Fohat a passport to the trouble spots of the world, including our own consciences.


Robert Ellwood is professor emeritus of religion at the University of Southern California and a past vice-president of the Theosophical Society in America. He is the author of over twenty-five scholarly books and texts in religious studies, as well as several Quest Books publications including Finding the Quiet Mind, Finding Deep Joy, Theosophy, and Frodo's Quest: Living the Myth in The Lord of the Rings. He currently resides in Ojai, California.


On Fohat

By Joy Mills

Originally printed in the Winter 2009 issue of Quest magazine. 
Citation: Mills, Joy. "On Fohat." Quest  97. 1 (Fall 2009): 17-19, 29.

Theosophical Society - Joy Mills was an educator who served as President of the Theosophical Society in America from 1965–1974, and then as international Vice President for the Theosophical Society based in AdyarThe central principle of Theosophy is the fundamental oneness and wholeness of the universe. The ways in which the multiplicity of beings, with their almost infinite variety of expression and experience, arise out of this oneness constitute the metaphysics of Theosophy, and upon that depends in turn the inner consistency of its worldview. All the grand ideas, the wealth of fascinating detail, the rich symbolic imagery, the varying terminologies, and the enormous sweep of historical vision that we find expressed in Theosophical literature need to be ordered in terms of that inner consistency.

Much of the ordering has been done during the past century in terms of the mode or system that seemed best suited to the occasion or teacher. This is perfectly understandable, for the task is not an easy one, partly because the development of the One into the Many is at once subtle, complicated, and ambiguous, partly because there are many different ways of viewing the process, and partly because there are so many critical gaps in our knowledge. Nevertheless, we have one very important advantage: the world today is much more receptive to Theosophical metaphysics, which is certainly gaining support on many fronts, most importantly, science. Whether it is recognized as such or not is irrelevant.

Nonetheless, our task would be simpler if we could identify some of the really big questions that we must put to the literature in order to discover what we may call the "essence of Theosophy." One of the documents that I have found most significant for this purpose is called "Cosmological Notes," which is attributed to the Mahatma Morya and first appeared as an appendix to The Letters of H. P. Blavatsky to A. P. Sinnett. In it, Sinnett and his friend A. O. Hume pose some critical questions: What are the two kinds of knowledge? What is real knowledge? Who possesses it? What is primal?

In response, the Mahatma makes several statements that to my mind clearly identify the basic metaphysics. The first is this: "Everything in the occult universe, which embraces all the primal causes, is based upon two principles—Kosmic energy (Fohat or breath of wisdom) and Kosmic ideation." In this one sentence, the Mahatma establishes both the primacy of consciousness ("Kosmic ideation") and its principle of action ("Fohat").

The next question follows immediately: What is the one eternal thing in the universe that is independent of every other thing? To this the answer is space. But what is space, so conceived? While the writer of the notes does not expatiate, it is made clear elsewhere in the literature that not only is space the universal field of both existence (plenum) and nonexistence (void), but that it is equated with universal consciousness, which is thus the absolute condition of being. In Letter 119 of The Mahatma Letters (chronological edition), for instance, the Mahatma Koot Hoomi writes: "Space is infinity itself. It is formless, immutable and absolute. Like the human mind, which is the exhaustless generator of ideas, the Universal Mind or Space has its ideation which is projected into objectivity at the appointed time; but space itself is not affected thereby."

This is the root of what is known as the Logos Doctrine. Space is thus the ultimate, universal, unified field. Lama Anagarika Govinda points out that in the Indian tradition space is called akasha, that through which things step into visible appearance, i.e.,through which they possess extension or corporeality. Akasha comprises all possibilities of movement, not only physical but also spiritual, and also comprises infinite dimensions; it is called "the space of consciousness" (Foundations of Tibetan Mysticism, 137). In the Western theosophical tradition, the Neoplatonic philosopher Plotinus held that motion or movement derived from space.

I may seem to have devoted too much attention to space, but if one is to understand the nature of Fohat, it seems necessary to consider its mode or power of objectivity. This indicates the cosmological sequence which the Mahatma Morya affirms in his answer to the next question in the "Cosmological Notes": "What things are co-existent with space?" The reply is: (1) duration; (2) matter; (3) motion. The Mahatma explains by continuing, "for this is the imperishable life (conscious or unconscious as the case may be) of matter, even during the pralaya, or night of mind." What a lot in a very few words! Thus it is that from the eternal imperceptible rhythmic motion of space, Fohat, cosmic energy, springs into being, electrifying primordial matter into life.

Before we continue with our discussion of this universal force and its implications, it may be useful to reach a consensus regarding terminology on philosophical as well as on practical grounds. In science, the term "energy" is usually restricted to what is considered the measurable conserved quantity of thermodynamics. Therefore it could seem to be inappropriate to use the term when referring to "higher" or "nonmaterial" energies. But if we accept the broad definition of energy as the measurement of activity (which is a form of motion), we can reasonably defend the use of the term to define the measurement of activity at any and all levels, both universal and particular—whether it be vital, emotional, or psychodynamic, mental, or cosmic. Besides, we have no satisfactory substitute if we are to try to work with what the literature postulates about Fohat: that there is but one fundamental energy in the universe, whose varying manifestations lie along a spectrum that comprehends all known forms of energy (including the biological and the psychological) as well as a great many yet unknown.

To return to our theme, Theosophical metaphysics postulates one unified, universal field—space/consciousness—and one universal force or energy—Fohat—acting within that field. Theosophical doctrine holds that the original Fohatic energy is a tremendous power, vast enough to have caused the primal explosion that gave birth to the universe. The nature of such a formidable power is wholly beyond our experience, although it is certainly not beyond the limits of the scientific imagination. Of it the Mahatma Koot Hoomi says: "There is a force as limitless as thought, as potent as boundless will, as subtle as the essence of life, so inconceivably awful in its rending force as to convulse the universe to its centre, were it but used as a lever" (Mahatma Letter 90). The Secret Doctrine also reiterates that all the forms of energy known to science are but different expressions of the same original Fohatic power. Motion, sound, light, color, heat, cohesion, electricity, and magnetism are specifically mentioned; nuclear energy had, of course, not been discovered at the time HPB wrote. Just as all other fields are held to be manifestations of the one universal field of space/consciousness, so all the energies which activate the different fields (planes of nature) lie along one continuous Fohatic spectrum. Or, to put it differently, they constitute aspects of one basic, universal energy exhibiting itself under specific guises within given fields.

Many of these fields and energies are described in metaphorical terms in the literature, since they have hitherto lain outside the range of scientific observation. Today the phenomenon of life is coming within that range. Fohat is called the "animating principle electrifying every atom into life," thus establishing the basic Theosophical position that there is no such thing as inert or totally lifeless matter. Fohat is identified with prana or life energy in the Mahatma M.'s first statement, when he calls it the "breath of wisdom." It is not merely the vital or negentropic force in all living creatures, the push of sexual energy, and the mysterious "nerve force" of kundalini, but the fundamental cosmic "breath" which vivifies all of nature. And, as Lama Govinda has observed, "prana is not only subject to constant transformation, but is able at the same time to make use of various mediums of movement without interrupting its course" (FTM, 147).

The Secret Doctrine also stresses that Fohat is not a mechanical but an intellectual force—thus the breath of wisdom. This may be difficult for us to comprehend unless we see it as the dynamic link between cosmic mind and cosmic matter, created by their polar relationship and partaking of the character of both. Without this link, both would be incapable of activity or of being acted upon, so Fohat is itself the multidimensional, many-faceted measure of that activity. By means of Fohat, divine thought is directed outward, impressing itself on matter, which it thus shapes, electrifies, and organizes in the direction of order—which is characteristic of cosmic mind. Quite obviously, therefore, this cosmic energy is at every level associated with mind in the universal sense, and with minds and mental energy in particular. The implication is that all thought can be seen in terms of mental energy; that is, as the modification of mind— the measurement of its internal motion or activity vis- -vis the world external to individual consciousness.

Another implication stems from another fundamental of Theosophical metaphysics: the natural unfoldment of the One into the Many occurs hierarchically according to the harmonic principle whereby one becomes two and then three, eventuating in a sevenfold order unfolding itself from within without. "As above, so below," is the statement, although it is often misread. To be consistent with this view, those energies which lie closest to their divine source are "purest," i.e., less adulterated or constricted by their confinement in dense matter, and they are therefore at once freer and more potent. This hierarchical principle, it seems, could furnish the rationale whereby the so-called higher energies impress themselves upon, and thus transform or vivify, the lower energies associated with physical matter. (It is thus, for example, that yogis control their biological energies.) And it is the release of such higher energies that accomplishes the process of healing the body on the physical level as well as transforming the personality on the psychological level. What are the divine powers or siddhis but these higher energies brought under conscious control and used for the transformation of the self and the realization of oneness? Since this mysterious force acts upon all forms of matters, transformation must take place at every level, which is, of course, the fundamental purpose of true yoga.

The study of Fohat has other far-reaching implications. It cannot be considered purely as an impersonal force, even in its role as the "transcendental binding unity" of the cosmos. Significantly, The Secret Doctrine also equates it with eros, the power of love, the child of Chaos and the third person in the primeval trinity of Chaos, Gaea, Eros, in which Chaos is space, the void (akasha) without points of intensification or objectification, and Gaea is nature (primordial matter; see The Secret Doctrine I, 109; II, 65). It must be understood, however, that in this context eros is not merely the sensual, personal emotion it is usually conceived to be, although this too is an aspect of its power. It is rather love in its primitive sense of divine will, the awakening in space/consciousness (chaos) of the desire to manifest itself through visible creation, which is cosmos. Hence Fohat as eros becomes on earth the great power or spirit of "life-giving," with all that this implies. It is the fundamental creative power in the universe at all levels, in the sense that creation is the miraculous act of self-offering and self-bestowing, the compelling impulse to give expression to that which lies in the depths of consciousness (space), whether it be a philosophical or scientific truth, a work of art, a religious insight, or simply the gift of one's heart to others. It is the binding force of opposites that creates our polar universe—the inherent dynamism of the yang-yin and also the binding force within the atom. It is the power that makes spirit incarnate in flesh; it is also the rush of compassionate feeling that surrenders personal desire for the benefit of others. Its association with kundalini and the creative power of sexual energy scarcely needs be mentioned. We are inclined to think of love merely in physical and emotional terms, but The Secret Doctrine makes it quite clear that Fohat as eros is not only love for the world that Divine Mind has created through its action, but also agape,the spiritual hunger for union with the Divine Source that dissolves all separateness, impels toward oneness and, finally, unifies the worlds into one cosmic whole. It is the inspiration that makes possible insight into truth, of which the Buddha spoke when he said that love is the illumination of the mind: light without shadow. And on the highest level, it is the transformative power of spiritual aspiration, the ultimate longing for union with the Divine, or the supreme tapas, which Lama Govinda described as:

The fire or spiritual integration which fuses all polarities—which arouses man from the slumber of worldly contentment. It is creative as well as liberating; in its lowest form it is at the bottom of desire for sensual love; in its highest, inspiration, the desire for Truth—the self-surrender which in religious life becomes ecstasy, trance, absorption, vision (FTM, 161-62).

Fohat is all this, and much more. In some utterly mysterious way, logos and eros are not only polar and opposing universal forces (like positive and negative electromagnetism), but also identical in their creative power to act upon and within nature. It is as though the very idea of a bud or a fish or a man or a god could never come into being except through the rush of love and longing for that which is other than the divine so that the mysterious Selfhood of the divine may be realized.

If logos (as the ordering principle) can be thought of as the creative power of nous, the Divine Mind, so Fohat/eros is the creative ability of nature to receive and absorb that power, to embrace it and to become pregnant with it, to become one with it. The yinis just as potent a force as the yangin this relationship. So the interaction of the divine ideation upon matter is not merely a one-way process, a pure outflowing; it is a true act of love in that the giver is itself miraculously enriched and transformed thereby. It seems that the myth of Chaos, Gaea, Eros may hold a clue to the oft-posed question: Is it possible that the long struggle of the individual soul toward perfection could contribute anything to that perfection? In this context, the answer would be inevitably a resounding yes.


References
Barker, A. Trevor, ed. The Letters of H .P. Blavatsky to A. P. Sinnett. Pasadena, Calif.: Theosophical University Press, 1973.
Blavatsky, H. P. The Secret Doctrine. Three volumes. Adyar: Theosophical Publishing House, 1979.
Chin, Vicente Hao. The Mahatma Letters to A. P. Sinnett in Chronological Sequence. Adyar: Theosophical Publishing House, 1998.
Govinda, Lama Anagarika. Foundations of Tibetan Mysticism. London: Rider, 1959.


Joy Mills has studied Theosophy for over sixty years. She has served as president of the American and Australian Sections of the Theosophical Society, international vice-president of the TS, director of the School of Wisdom in Adyar, and director of the Krotona School of Theosophy. A collection of her essays, The One True Adventure: Theosophy and the Quest for Meaning, was published by Quest Books in 2008.


Thinking Aloud: Stray Lessons

By Ihla Nation

Originally printed in the Winter 2009 issue of Quest magazine. 
Citation: Nation, Ihia. "Thinking Aloud: Stray Lessons." Quest  97. 1 (Fall 2009): 30-31.

Theosophical Society - Ihla Nation is a freelance writer who lives in Boulder, Colorado, where she has been designated primary caretaker by her housemate's cat. She has an M. A. in religious studies and a B. A. in social work.He looked like a black-and-white Buddha. A peaceful face with chubby round cheeks rested on a pyramid-shaped body. The spiritual lessons he taught me built an ethereal bridge from the Chinese proverb about saving a life and forever being responsible for that life to the Beatles' "instant karma's going to get you." Patience, compassion, unconditional love, letting go, and forgiveness all pressed into my soul by this stray Buddha cat suffering from posttraumatic stress disorder.

The life of a stray felt all too familiar to me. Divorced, both parents dead, estranged from siblings, I was on my own, seeking food and shelter for my son. Somehow I thought that if I could make the life of a stray cat better, perhaps the universe would repay me with asylum from the vicissitudes of life. Rescuing strays became spiritual service. I rescued twelve stray cats in two years. Sometimes I did it right. I found them homes or took them to the Humane Society. Sometimes I didn't—for example, the stray I gave to a kind lady without checking out her background. A year later I was horrified when the woman was on the nightly news because the county authorities had rescued eighty cats from her house.

When I moved to my new condo, I left no forwarding address for felines. Trying to relieve the suffering of every stray that crossed my path was too painful.

For three years none found me. But word gets around in the cat world and somehow they began to reappear. From my deck I could see a mama, daddy, and four kittens left to suffer any weather on the patio of the condo across from me. With little knowledge of the great cosmic lessons about to befall me, the cat social worker kicked into gear.

I stuck my head over the waist-high fence. Dried bread and spaghetti thrown on the cement were the only nourishment I saw. The kittens were nursing from their emaciated mother. So each day I sneaked over and put food and water outside the fence for her. I watched as the kittens got bigger and bigger and bigger, and wilder and wilder and wilder. I made several attempts to get the owner to do something before they were old enough to scramble over the fence. She took action. She moved out and left all but the mama on the patio.

After unsuccessful endeavors to get animal control to trap the cats, I borrowed their equipment to do it myself. I wanted to take them to the Humane Society, where they had a chance of getting a good home. I didn't feed them for twelve hours, so they were hungry and easily caught. All except the black one, the daddy. He sneaked into the trap, ate, and escaped.  After the third try, I was convinced he didn't deserve incarceration and possible capital punishment for having the misfortune to end up without an owner. The trap went back to the police department.

The Buddha cat kept coming back to the scene of the kidnapping, looking for his family. The new tenants chased him away. I felt terrible. I put food outside the patio. Over several months, I moved the dish to the bottom of my steps, then inched it up to the first landing, and finally, right in front of my door. I put a box out with a blanket so he could be warm. All the comforts of home except security.

The slightest move or unexpected noise sent him frantically scurrying away. If I opened the door when he came to the landing to eat, he took off like a dart shot from a gun. So I stood at the screen door talking to him in a soft, easy voice, "Hey, guy." I loved that cat who never had a proper name.

He maintained dignity in spite of the insecurities of his life. He kept himself clean and neat. Other cats were treated nobly when they came to eat out of his dish, and he only fought back if he was attacked.

One day he disappeared. After several weeks, I was sure the coyotes had gotten him and tears splashed in his dish as I put it away. One morning I woke to loud meowing at my front door. There he was, thin and gaunt, but deprivation and suffering apparently made him realize I wasn't so bad. If I got down on my hands and knees and slowly pushed open the screen door, he wouldn't run away. Finally, he let me reach out and pet him.

But it had to be done his way—holding the screen door open with one hand, leaving an escape route in case he got spooked, and kneeling down to his eye level. Eventually he stepped inside my door for a dose of love. I never saw a cat who wanted love as much as that one. One night I coughed, and he ran out so fast the door dropped on his tail. Instant karma got me. For two weeks he wouldn't come near me.

He loved my cats and wanted to be friends with them, but they, being from a higher caste in the cat realm—good parenting, never-missed meals, and no suffering—would come sniffingly over. When he tried to rub against them, all he got for his goodness was a whap on the side of the head and a view of their snooty tails as they ran away.

I began to worry about what would happen to the black Buddha when I had to move. My landlord sold my condo and I was moving a block away. Maybe I could get him to come with me. On the last day when he showed up to eat, I opened the door to let him in. When he saw the place was empty, he bellowed and frantically opened the door. I picked him up thinking I could get him in my car, but he leapt out of my arms and flew several steps down the landing.  My heart dropped, cracking like an egg on the kitchen floor
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I went back several evenings hoping to see him. I left a trail of dry cat food all the way from my old place down the street and around the corner to my new place. But he didn't follow it.

Let go, the universe whispered. Why is life so unfair, I demanded? Why didn't this wonderful cat who wanted a home more than anything get to have one? Let go echoed in my head. Finally I did, praying he was warm, dry, and fed. Once or twice I thought I saw him around the old neighborhood, but when I asked the neighbors, they said they never saw him again.

Now I live in a new home, but I still wonder about the Buddha guy. He taught me acceptance, compassion, letting go, and dignity in harsh circumstances. He taught me forgiveness for the original owner who unconsciously discarded five living beings and for myself for abandoning him a second time. And he taught me that every living being deserves patience, love, and kindness.


Ihla Nation is a freelance writer who lives in Boulder, Colorado, where she has been designated primary caretaker by her housemate's cat. She has an M. A. in religious studies and a B. A. in social work.


From the Executive Editor - Winter 2009

Originally printed in the Winter 2009 issue of Quest magazine.
Citation: Smoley, Richard. "From the Executive Editor - Winter 2009." Quest 97. 1 (Fall 2009): 2.

Theosophical Society - Richard Smoley is editor of Quest: Journal of the Theosophical Society in America and a frequent lecturer for the Theosophical SocietyFew of you need to be told about the financial upheavals that have been taking place over the past few months. I would like to be able to tell you that the Theosophical Society is immune to these, but unfortunately we are not (at least from a materialistic point of view). The rapid drop in the stock market in the fall of 2008 has hit both our endowment and our grants funding quite heavily, and it seems that, like much of the nation, the Society is in for a time of austerity.

While this should only have a minimal effect on programs, it does mean one change for members: You will be finding Quest in your mailbox a bit less often than you once did. Financial necessity requires us to cut back our frequency of issues from bimonthly (that is, six times a year) to quarterly. From now on, you will be receiving Quest four times a year, in the beginning of January, April, July, and October. For nonmembers who are subscribing, don't worry: your subscription will be extended so that you will receive the number of issues that you have paid for.

This decision is not ideal, but it is a necessity. On the brighter side, I'm determined that it won't lead to a decline in quality, and in fact we have been working to include a wider range of contributors and ideas in the magazine—a change that should be particularly apparent in the Spring 2009 issue.

In the culture at large, it seems, the current malaise extends far beyond the realm of banks and corporations and stock markets. In science, Darwinism has frozen into a stale orthodoxy at which even the younger biologists are starting to chafe, while the mind-blowing theories of quantum physics are now quite old; many of them were devised in the 1920s, a time that is already slipping out of living memory. Attempts to update or supersede them, however fascinating, have made our picture of the universe even more confusing and less coherent than it had been. Religion and philosophy are regressing to where they were when the Theosophical Society was founded in 1875, with a ridiculous biblical literalism pitted against an equally ridiculous materialistic skepticism. On the political and economic situation I reserve comment, if only because I suspect you are as sick of hearing about it as I am. Even the New Age movement is starting to look more than a little shopworn.

One common response to a situation like this is simply fear. Certainly there is enough of it to go around. It sometimes seems as if there is a belt of fear that dwells in the collective unconscious like an enormous underground aquifer into which the mind can tap at any time and for any reason. It is, perhaps, natural for many people to fall into this trap. But as esotericists we ought to demand a little more from ourselves.

In these times, I believe, we need to remember that no matter how good or bad the world situation is, there is always work for us to do. Some of this work is internal, the constant striving for illumination and self-perfection that will never cease for as long as we are alive on this planet and quite possibly for long after. Another part of this work is external. It is oriented toward the world. Whether you conceive of this in terms of the Theosophical ideal of service, of G. I. Gurdjieff's "work for the work's sake," or of what A Course in Miracles calls your "special function" hardly matters. There is a work, a task, large or small, that you and only you can do. It may take you onto the grand stage of history, or it may leave you in obscurity for your entire life. It does not matter.

This work is yours and no one else's. For this reason, no one else can tell you what it is. Because it is so intrinsically connected with your innermost being, to discover it is to discover yourself. It can be revealed by still, small voices or by visions on the road to Damascus, but also in a career aptitude test or by answering an ad in the classifieds. It may remain steadfastly the same, a ridgepole on which your entire life depends, or it may shift and change over time. In any event, it has one central feature: it gives you the unshakable sense that this function, whatever it is, is why you exist, is what you were created to do in this lifetime.

To have this sense of your function is not a magic recipe for peace of mind in every moment. It may even prove unsettling. As William Butler Yeats wrote in "Under Ben Bulben," one of his last poems:

Even the wisest man grows tense
With some sort of violence
Before he can accomplish fate,
Know his work or choose his mate.

All this said, knowing your function, knowing where you best can serve, does promote peace of mind at a deeper level. It provides a sense of inner security that the Gospels symbolize as building your house on rock rather than on the shifting sands of circumstance. It means that you know you have this task to do regardless of what the news reports say, who is elected, or what magnificent institution collapses. Such work requires us to face our destiny stoically and unflinchingly, with a spirit of sacrifice, but it is not only a matter of sacrifice; often when we most expect to give up something, we find gifts and joys given to us unexpectedly. Even when this does not happen, the work fosters in us the long, slow growth of knowledge in the truest sense, which may be the only thing of any real value in this world. To cite the Gospels again, "The labourer is worthy of his hire" (Luke 10:7).


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