Silence: The Essence of Perfect Meditation

Originally printed in the January - February 2002 issue of Quest magazine.
Citation: Conwell, Alistair. "Silence: The Essence of Perfect Meditation." Quest  90.1 (JANUARY - FEBRUARY 2002):9-11.
 

by Alistair Conwell

Let silence take you to the core of life.

—Jalaluddun Rumi (1207-1277)

Theosophical Society - Alistair Conwell was born in India and grew up in Australia, where he is completing a degree in psychology. He has traveled extensively through Australia, Europe, the Middle East, and the Indian subcontinent. He has published on spirituality in international journals and has in preparation a book about preparing for death spiritually.MEDITATION is a categorical imperative for our spiritual evolution—a point once made by transpersonal psychologist and author Ken Wilber. If the statement is true, then meditation has a significance that is unwise to ignore.

But what exactly is meditation?

When asked that question, Sufi Master Hazrat Inayat Khan replied: "Concentration is the beginning of meditation, meditation is the end of concentration; it is an advanced form of concentration. The subtle working of the mind is called meditation. It is more profound than concentration, but once concentration is accomplished fully it becomes easy for a person to meditate" (Khan 1996).

Naturally, what one concentrates on in meditation is very important because we are a product of our thoughts. Everything we do or say springs from a thought, although sometimes we may not be consciously aware of it. Moreover, if we intensely concentrate upon something for a sufficient period of time, we can lose our sense of identity in the object itself. The following story from ancient India illustrates this point.

Eagerly seeking instruction in meditation, a young farmer named Krishna went to see a sage. The sage advised the youth to recite aspecial mantra while visualizing his namesake god seated on a lotus. Hearing this, the young man became suddenly despondent. "Please forgive me," he said, "but I am only an uneducated farmer, and so I am unable to follow your instructions. They are too complicated, so I won't be able to remember them."

Being in a lenient mood and since the youth was a new student of his, the sage then suggested an alternative, which was to only visualize an image of Lord Krishna without anything else. However, again the young man took on a look of despondency, saying, "Master, I don't think I will be able to do that either. I would have to sit very still and look at the image at the same time."

The master was a little perplexed, yet his immense patience was resolute. In a sympathetic tone he asked the man what he was most fond of. With little hesitation he replied, "The cow on my farm. I love her and constantly think of her because she provides me with milk, curd, and ghee."

The sage then told the man to sit down and meditate on the cow to his heart's content for as long as he could. The man was elated and happily obeyed.

Three days later, he was still sitting on the same spot, his mind firmly attached to the object of his meditation.

Finally, the master decided that enough was enough, so he called his neophyte to come indoors and take some nourishment. Rousing from his meditative equipoise, the man responded with a loud "Moo!" and added in a tone too serious to disbelieve, "I am too big to fit through the door!"

Humor aside, in highlighting the power of our seemingly innocuous thoughts, this old story also is a poignant reminder about the highest purpose of meditation: to dissolve the ephemeral ego-based sense of self into the divine Great Self that some call God, others Buddha, Allah, and so on. The name, being a mere label, is unimportant. With this purpose in mind, sages agree that proper meditation must include another important aspect, the act of listening.

The French ear, nose, and throat specialist Dr. Alfred Tomatis was the first to draw a clear distinction between hearing and listening. His research into sound and the ear is so highly respected that some of his colleagues regard him as the "Einstein of sound" and the "Sherlock Holmes of sonic detection." Born in Nice in 1920, Tomatis conducted research that distinguished two processes. One, which he called "hearing," is a physiological process because it relates to the ability of the auditory system to receive sound. The other, which he called "listening," on the other hand, is primarily a mental process requiring concentration to focus selectively on, remember, and respond to sound.

Arguably the most common advice in all scriptures across the world is to listen. For instance, musicologist Joachim-Ernst Berendtob serves that the word "hear" (meaning in context "to listen") isreferred to at least ninety-one times in the five books of the Torah (Berendt 1992). Also it is no accident that the verb obey comes from the root of the Latin word audire "to hear or listen to." For to listen is to obey. Thus, the act of obeisance through listening is really an exercise in selflessness. Selflessness, of course, is the death knell of the illusory ego. Hence, ancient sages and philosophers tell us that our ego is the greatest barrier preventing us from experiencing union withthe Divine.

Therefore, if listening is necessary to destroy the ego, then meditative listening can be seen to be the direct route to Divine union. In fact, listening is an important aspect in many forms of meditation. For instance, mantra meditation is a popular way to concentrate on a seed syllable like aum, which is consciously heard as it is repeated over and over again. The utterance of the word may be accompanied by the repetitious sounds of musical instruments. With or without the musical accompaniment, clearly the concentration and listening aspects that make for proper meditation are present, and as a result many people around the world have derived immense benefit from practicing this form of meditation. However, a more subtle variation of mantra meditation that involves concentration and a more introspective form of listening is koan meditation as practiced in the Japanese Zen tradition.

A koan is typically a succinct question or problem put to Zen students, which seems unanswerable because it is illogical. The seemingly irrational element of the koan is supposed to make the meditator so focused in search of a "solution" that a fixed point of concentration is attained. So just as the mantra is chanted continuously (usually aloud but also silently), the koan is repeated over and over again in the mind of the Zen student. Being the silent repetition of a question, the student seeks an answer within, expecting at any moment the solution to spring into the mind like a flash of enlightenment. This expectation draws the neophyte further and further inward, to the point where an answer is not found but rather the object of meditation is finally achieved: single-pointed concentration, perfect listening, obedience, the death of the ego.

Ancient Zen masters valued the koan precisely because they believed it made for the perfect listening that enabled the neophyte to face a symbolic death of the ego. Hakuin, the eighteenth-centuryJapanese Zen master, explained: "When you take a koan and examine it persistently, your spirit will die and your ego will be destroyed. It is as if a bottomless, empty pit were to open up before you and your hands and feet can find no hold. You feel as if you were looking at the face of death and as if your heart were going up in flames. Then suddenly you are one with the koan, and you are freed of body and spirit" (Berendt 1991).

The most famous koan, which no doubt has occupied the minds of millions of Japanese and Western Zen students in meditation, is this: What is the sound of one hand clapping? Obviously it takes two hands to clap, and only when two hands clap can any sound be produced. Since itis impossible for one hand to clap then logically there can be no sound produced, only silence. So it seems that the esoteric meaning at the heart of this ancient koan is the profoundly theoretical and practicalact of listening. For the "nonsound" produced by the one hand clapping creates the ideal atmosphere for perfect listening—silence.

Dying to the ego in a sacred silence and being born in Spirit is a fundamental message of all spiritual traditions in the East and West, and not something particular to Japanese Zen or the Indian tradition of mantra meditation. For example, the first rule of the Christian Benedictine Order established in the sixth century is "Listen, my son, to the Voice of your God and open wide the ears of your heart."

Although not itself a question, this Benedictine precept has a koanesque feeling to it because it raises questions that have no immediate answers, such as: What is the Voice of God? And what are the ears of the heart? Just like the Zen koan, these questions entice the monks to listen within for the "answers," and in doing so they naturally follow the Order's rule of obeisance. The result is that, once perfect listening in perfect silence is achieved, they move toward an ego death.

Yet koans and monastic rules, like other contemplative mechanisms found in various traditions, seem to be really only the means to a more profound spiritual end. For in silence there is also Sound that makes for perfect listening in an entirely spiritual context. This is certainly what many great mystics believed. "Nothing in the universe is so like God as silence" (Berendt 1992), wrote the thirteenth-century German mystic and theologian Meister Eckhart.

Indeed, all ancient mystical traditions from around the world believe there is a soundless Sound that can only be apprehended when we truly listen in meditative silence. In India, mystics have called this Sound Shabd or Nada, meaning the Divine Sound. It is the "Voice of theSilence" H. P. Blavatsky (1889) referred to. Believed to be found only in the sanctity of compete silence, this soundless Sound is regarded as the manifestation of the God principle and, therefore, the quintessential object of concentration for proper meditation.

In their different ways, Judaism, Hinduism, Islam, Zen Buddhism, and Christianity all tell us to listen for the Divine Sound by going within and knowing the Self. Listening in silent meditation to this Sound, which the ancient Greek philosopher Pythagoras referred to as the "music of the spheres" because of its harmonious tones, one inevitably dies to the limiting ego-self and dances to the Song of the infinite Spirit. This then, sages conclude, is true meditation, for which the essential ingredient is perfect silence.


References

Berendt, Joachim-Ernst.

The Third Ear: On Listening to the World. Trans. Tim Nevill. New York: Holt, 1992.
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The World Is Sound: Nada Brahma: Music and the Landscape of Consciousness.Rochester, VT: Destiny Books, 1991.

Blavatsky, Helena Petrovna.

The Voice of the Silence. 1889. Reprint Wheaton, IL: Theosophical Publishing House, 1992.

Khan, Inayat.

The Mysticism of Sound and Music. Boston: Shambhala, 1996.



Alistair Conwell was born in India and grew up in Australia, where he is completing a degree in psychology. He has traveled extensively through Australia, Europe, the Middle East, and the Indian subcontinent. He has published on spirituality in international journals and has in preparation a book about preparing for death spiritually.

 
 

Joy: The Deepest Secret of the Universe

Originally printed in the January - February 2002 issue of Quest magazine.
Citation: Ellwood, Robert. "Joy: The Deepest Secret of the Universe." Quest  90.1 (JANUARY - FEBRUARY 2002):24-25.

by Robert Ellwood

Theosophical Society - Robert Ellwood, Professor Emeritus, University of Southern California, is the author of Many Peoples, Many Faiths: An Introduction to the Religious Life of Humankind; Alternative Altars: Unconventional and Eastern Spirituality in America; The Cross and the Grail: Esoteric Christianity for the Twenty-First Century; and Theosophy. This article is abstracted from his new Quest Book, Finding Deep Joy, revised edition, 2001.TO THOSE WHO SEE ARIGHT, this vast and mysterious universe is as overflowing with joy as the old-fashioned heaven was overbursting with angels. Its stars throb with joy, its radiations hum with it, its dark or glowing nebulae embed it. The dances of the atoms and galaxies are dances of joy. Here below, joy lies hidden deep down at the heart of all things—boulders, trees, dolphins, zebras, and ourselves. Occasionally joy can be tapped in such a way that we can recognize its presence everywhere. It streams out of its secret places within us to flood the conscious mind with rapture keener than the sharpest grief and wider than any learning. I have experienced moments and hours when such joy has come to me, sometimes spontaneously and sometimes induced by meditation, for meditation seldom fails—sooner or later—to release the floodgates of joy and focus its dancing light.

In those moments, each one of us is what life tends toward and what being is all about. These times of joy are not emotional quirks or manic moods; they are life supremely being itself, being what it wants to be, in touch with the being that is its true nature.

When this deep joy comes, it is just there, independent of outer events. It is entirely different from being happy about something, like getting a present or completing a successful business deal. It is a pure joy of being that can well up in the most ordinary settings, amid the drudgery of unglamorous work, or while drifting off to sleep, and it can come in meditation, even in a hospital bed or a prison cell.

The authenticity of these moments tells us that the universe, deep down, is joy, for at such times we feel closest to the universe and most a part of its material and spiritual nature. Joy is life realizing what its parent, the universe—God, if you wish—is, always was, and ever shall be.

I have known such joy, and there is certainly nothing about me, no special birth or virtue, that leads me to think I am any different from the rest of humanity. I am firmly convinced that this same joy is latent in all women and men; indeed, in all that is. It is in you!

As the true nature of life, joy can be touched and known by anyone, in whatever circumstances. In some people and places it may be near the surface, in others deeply buried. But if joy is the true stuff of the universe, there can be no place, however terrible, where its last glimmer has irretrievably flickered out.


Joy is the most basic reality of the universe and of ourselves as parts of it: to seek this joy above all else is not a selfish quest. Living for sensual pleasure and ordinary happiness may indeed be selfish if pursued without thought for others, but the joy of the universe operates by very different laws. The more of this joy you have, the more others have, too, for it is inevitably shared. The more joy you give, the more sensitive you are to the blockage of joy in others, and the more you are drawn through love to help them find joy. Ordinary happiness wants to get; joy wants to give.

The primacy of joy is clearly expressed in the world's great spiritual traditions, which promise joy in this life and the life to come for those who live in accordance with the will of God; that is, with the real nature of things. Religions generally portray the saint or enlightened being as a person of supremely deep joy, suggested by the aureole or halo.

For example, the Upanishads, the most philosophical of the Vedic scriptures of ancient India, tell us that Brahman (God) is joy: "For from joy all beings are born, by joy they are sustained, being born, and into joy they enter after death." The same passage tells us that Brahman is also food, energy, mind, and intellect, but the deepest truth is that Brahman is joy. Brahman, though one, is all things, as a single flame takes many different shapes. But it is not Brahman's conditioned existence as the multiplicity of things that is the fullness of joy. Rather, Brahman as infinite reality pours endless depths into each conditioned experience, which makes it possible for all to be flooded with deep joy. As the Upanishads say elsewhere, "Only in the Infinite is there joy." And as a commentator on the Vedas said, "The universe, with everything in it, is only an outward flow and a crystallized form of the unceasingly upwelling joy of Brahman."


Deep deathless joy is the innermost reality of the universe and of ourselves as sons and daughters of that universe, its gods in the making. Joy is our heritage, and we can claim it today.

Some may hold that a gift as exalted as deep joy cannot be forced or claimed; it can come only on its own when the time is right. But this idea represents, I think, a far more passive attitude toward life than we need have. Joy is ours by right and we are empowered to take charge of our lives. Eternity's gifts belong to any and all points in time. The teachings of all religions regarding prayer and meditation indicate that we are to lay hold of divine gifts, not to insult heaven by scorning them.


In time, you may know deep joy on the wonderful level of Illumination. Afterward, if your wisdom deepens with your joy and you learn to let nothing get you down, the passage of the Dark Night of the Soul will take care of itself, and Union will free you to know the deepest secret of the universe, joy.




Robert Ellwood, Professor Emeritus, University of Southern California, is the author of Many Peoples, Many Faiths: An Introduction to the Religious Life of Humankind; Alternative Altars: Unconventional and Eastern Spirituality in America; The Cross and the Grail: Esoteric Christianity for the Twenty-First Century; and Theosophy. This article is abstracted from his new Quest Book, Finding Deep Joy, revised edition, 2001.


Break on Through to the Other Side: Disruptions in Time

Originally printed in the January - February 2002 issue of Quest magazine.
Citation: Johnson, Andrew P. "Break on Through to the Other Side: Diruptions in Time." Quest  90.1 (JANUARY - FEBRUARY 2002):18-23.

Andrew P. Johnson

We chased our pleasures here. Dug our treasures there. Can you still recall the time we cried? Break on through to the other side. Break on through to the other side.

—Jim Morrison, The Doors, 1968, © Doors Music Company ASCAP

Theosophical Society - Andrew Johnson is co-director of the Center for Talent Development at Minnesota State University. His last article in the Quest (November-December 2000) was "The Spirituality of Oz: The Meaning of the Movie."In his book Black Holes, Wormholes, and Time Machines, physicist Jim Al-Khalili suggests that time, like space, is an entity that simply exists without flowing in any direction and that the passage of time is simply an illusion. Time, on the other hand as we generally think of it, is not fixed but is constantly passing. Albert Einstein's theories of relativity propose that both speed and gravity can alter time (Hey and Walters). According to Larry Dossey, time can also be altered when the temporal and the cosmogonic realms converge at a single point.

This Side and That: Two Concepts of Time

The alteration of time is possible because time can be conceived as either linear or field. Linear time reflects the temporary world of cause and effect and is what most of us conceive of as time in phenomenal reality. This time moves from past to present and off in to the future like a row of dominos falling. Conversely, field time reflects the other side, the world of the soul, where past, present, and future are all parts of a single reality. The cadence of this other realm often leaks into our unconscious and out into the realm of the senses. Because of this leakage, we are aware of things yet to come in the form of precognition, intuition, clairvoyance, and prophecy. St.Paul describes this spiritual gift and others in 1 Corinthians 12.7 -10:

Now to each one the manifestation of the Spirit is given for the common good. To one there is given through the Spirit the message of wisdom, to another the message of knowledge by means of the same Spirit, to another faith by the same Spirit, to another gifts of healing by that one Spirit, to another miraculous powers, to another prophecy.

The great spiritual masters are able to access this realm and thus are not restricted by time and space. They can describe things future and interact with things past. In conversation with religious leaders, Jesus spoke about his ability to transcend time:

"Your father Abraham rejoiced at the thought of seeing my day; he saw it and was glad."
"You are not yet fifty years old," the Jews said to him, "and you have seen Abraham?"
"I tell you the truth," Jesus answered, "before Abraham was, I am."
At this, they picked up stones to stone him, but Jesus hid himself, slipping away from the temple grounds. [John 8.56 -59]

Shamans too are able to move out of linear time. Through trance (as Mircea Eliadereports) they are able to leave their body and enter dream time, which is the place before time when communication between the spirit and temporal realms is much easier. The ability to travel back and forth through time is available to all of us through the portal found in our unconscious, leading to the Self or the soul, which exists outside of time (Zukav). From that place, one's perception is unencumbered by the limitations of time as well as of space. In The Other Side of Silence (269), MortonKelsey states:

In the unconscious, the barriers of space and time do not exist, so there is nothing but our own desires and our view of things to keep us from being open to people in biblical times or in any age of history.

Disruptions in Time

We may experience the disruption of time and space in any of three ways, all of which can lead to personal growth. These three ways of experiencing disrupted time are synchronicity, meditation, and peak experiences.

Synchronicity

Made the scene, week to week, day to day, hour to hour. The gate is strait, deep, and wide. Break on through to the other side. Break on through to the other side. Break on through, break on through . . . .

—Jim Morrison, The Doors, 1968, © Doors Music Company ASCAP

In the lineal time of the temporal world, one event is always directly linked to another. For example, a person throws a rock and breaks your window. The throwing of the rock causes the window to break.However, when the other side breaks through to this side there are moments when the rules of time and space as we know them are suspended. For example, you have a feeling or impulse to move away from a window, and seconds later a rock comes flying through it. In this case, the effect happens first, and the cause happens second. This is synchronicity or meaningful coincidence.

Synchronicity is an a causal connection between psychic states and objective events. It is a relationship between incidents that happen together and are connected, not through cause and effect but through meaning. Whether the psychic states in synchronicity are actual mystical experiences emanating from the noumenal realm or are simply projections by the unconscious mind onto the phenomenal field to create meaning does not matter, as the result is the same in both instances.

There are various types of synchronicity, all of which are unrelated to the cause and effect regularities of temporal time and space. You maybe thinking of a person, and that person telephones you. Or you may have a suspicious feeling about someone you are with, and that suspicion turns out to be correct. Or a parent may sense that his or her child is in trouble. Or you may understand the link between multiple events that have happened or are currently taking place in your life so that you are able to see patterns in the incidents popping up around you and intuit the meaning these patterns have for you.

Meditation

You know the day destroys the night. Night divides the day. Tried to run, tried to hide. Break on through to the other side. Break on through to the other side. Break on through to the otherside.

—Jim Morrison, The Doors, 1968, © Doors MusicCompany ASCAP

We can create blips in time through meditation. Meditation is any practice in which the mind is stilled so that accurate images and intuitions can appear. The Buddhist mystic Thich Nhat Hanh, in his book Going Home, says a stilled mind is like the smooth surface of a pond inthat it reflects the images surrounding it. Whereas a turbulent mind creates a choppy pond surface and allows us to see only tremors and waves, a stilled mind creates a smooth pond surface that allows us to see things as they really are.

Peak Experiences

I've found an island in your arms, a country in your eyes. Arms that chain, eyes that lie. Break on through to the other side. Break on through to the other side. Break on through.

—Jim Morrison, The Doors, 1968, © Doors MusicCompany ASCAP

A peak experience or the state of flow described by Abraham Maslowand Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi is another condition in which the time-space continuum is temporarily disrupted. It is a moment of heightened concentration brought about when we are completely immersed in an activity that seems to challenge our technical skills and imagination. Although it occurs in many circumstances, this altered state is common among artists, musicians, and athletes who have mastered the skills of their field. In this state, people are able to create or perform from somewhere outside themselves and time is altered. Many hours may seem like a moment or a moment may seem like many hours. The apostle Peter (2Peter 3.8) describes this time difference: "But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day."

The peak experience has three elements in common with the Buddhist idea of right-mindedness:

  1. You become totally immersed in the activity. Concentration is focused on the activity to the exclusion of almost everything else.Unrelated physical stimuli are often unnoticed. "When you are deeply concentrated, you are absorbed in the moment. You become the moment" (Nhat Hanh, Heart of the Buddha's Teaching 107).

  2. Deep effort seems effortless. It is very peaceful in that state. All your resources are concentrated on the task at hand and thus associations are easily made and new insight is gained. "If we have joy, ease, and interest our effort will come naturally" (Nhat Hanh, Heart of the Buddha's Teaching 101).

  3. Concern for self disappears. This is the phenomenon of the empty cup. You are aware of the moment, but not of self. Self becomes an empty cup used to contain perceptions. A selfless moment is created to hold the experience so that it is untainted by preconceived ideas or emotions. The Gospels repeatedly quote Christ as saying that we must lose our life in order to save it. This losing of life refers to the disappearance of self when we are able to accept the moment fully. "Your concept or perception of reality is not reality. When you are caught in your perceptions and ideas, you lose reality" (Nhat Hanh, Heart of the Buddha's Teaching 55).

Using Disruptions in Time

Disruptions in time enable us to break through to the other side in order to touch eternity. But to what end? Time disruptions can be used to reconnect us with unconscious content, to restore balance between our inner and outer life, and to encounter important guideposts for our spiritual journey. Below are six activities to use for these ends.

Using Synchronicity

  1. Inductive analysis. This activity helps you see patterns and begin to understand the link between multiple events happening in your life. Inductive analysis, a term taken from qualitative research, means to look at a field and put order to it by finding patterns and arranging things into groups (Johnson). In this case, the field is your life. List important events in your life. Write quickly without pausing to analyze or reflect. Then look for patterns or similar things. What feelings or types of incidents seem to occur three or more times in a short span? Put these common elements into groups. Finally, what does it mean? What is the metaphor? What are you to learn? By looking for patterns and honoring your insights, you will begin to perceive on a deeper level and be able to use your insights as a teacher and guide.

  2. Time travel. This activity also helps you find the link between multiple events happening in your life. It has five steps: First, go back in time and pick a meaningful event. Second, use a journal to describe feelings, thoughts, or ideas related to this event. Third, find a current event that evokes one or more feelings, thoughts, or ideas that are similar. Fourth, list the external things or circumstances that are similar between these two events. Finally, look for the metaphor or the lesson.

  3. The daily double. This activity is used to strengthen the link between intuition, current events, and future events. Make a journal entry and date it. Then draw a vertical line down the middle ofthe page. On the left side, first thing in the morning, record your inner feelings, ideas, dreams, or associations. On the right side, at the end of the day just before you go to bed, record the external events of that day that are interesting or important. As the days pass, you will begin to see the intuitive, left side matching up with the events of that day or a future day recorded on the right side.

  4. Power write. This activity strengthens the link between the unconscious and current events. Try to catch and write down as many ideas as you can in a three-minute period of time. Keep your pencil moving, and write down the first thing that comes to your mind. If you do this correctly, your writing will be very disjointed. Don't be afraid to use scribbles, scratch marks, arrows, diagrams, single words, incomplete sentences, and quick impressions. The goal is to get beyond the logical mind to find the images residing in the unconscious. Within a couple of days, you will get very good at doing so and will begin to see things appearing on the pages that are outside your conscious thoughts. Some of these things will be from the past and some from the future.

    Using Meditation

  5. Embrace silence. Silence is needed to understand fully our emotions and unconscious promptings (Miller). It is very hard to attend to the inner if we constantly fill our heads with chatter and endless noise. Silence here means internal silence or quieting of the mind. To use silence, take a few minutes every day, breathe deeply, empty the cup of the mind, think of nothing, and then begin to watch the thoughts and images running through your head. You may wish to record these in a journal so that you can see the patterns that appear over time.

    Using Peak Experiences

  6. Find your passion and act on it. This is what mythologist Joseph Campbell calls finding your bliss. Your passions (in the sense of your intense, driving conviction, devotion, and interest) are the keys to knowing who you are and what your task is here on this plane. For example, if you have a passion for music, indulge yourself in it. This does not mean you have to give up your job and become a professional musician; rather, give yourself time to learn or relearn an instrument, join a musical group, or simply listen to the music that moves you to a higher place. Peak experiences occur when you are acting on your passion and serve to create sacred spaces. These spaces are the holy ground of the burning bush that elevate our consciousness so that we can sense the Divine and allow the unfolding of the universe to take place within us. Peak experiences also enable the guiding metaphors of our passions to trickle out into our lives.

Remember

Finally, we must remember where we come from. We are beings of eternity, able to access eternity to guide us during our very brief visit on this plane, and we will eventually return to eternity:

You have elected to be in time rather than eternity and therefore you believe you are in time. Yet your election is both free and alterable.You do not belong in time. Your place is in eternity. [A Course in Miracles 86]


References

 Nhat Hanh, Thich.

Al-Khalili, Jim.

Black holes, Wormholes, and Time Machines. Bristol, UK: Institute of Physics, 1999.

Campbell, Joseph.

The Power of Myth. New York: Doubleday, 1988. A Course in Miracles. 2 ed. New York: Viking, 1996.

Csikszentmihalyi, Mihaly.

Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience. New York: Harper & Row,1990.

Dossey, Larry.

Recovering the Soul: A Scientific and Spiritual Search. New York: Bantam,1989.

Eliade, Mircea.

Shamanism: Archaic Techniques of Ecstasy. New York: Bollingen, 1964.

Hey, Anthony J. G.,
and Patrick Walters.

Einstein's Mirror. New York: Cambridge University Press,1997.

Johnson, Andrew P.

A Short Guide to Action Research. Needham, MA: Allyn and Bacon,2001.

Kelsey, Morton T.

The Other Side of Silence: Meditation for the Twenty-First Century. Rev.ed. New York: Paulist Press, 1997.

Maslow,Abraham H.

Toward a Psychology of Being. 3 ed. New York.Wiley, 1999.

Miller, John P.

Education and the Soul: Toward a Spiritual Curriculum. Albany,NY: State University of New York Press, 2000.

 

Going Home: Jesus and Buddha as Brothers. New York: Riverhead, 1999.

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The Heart of the Buddha's Teaching. Berkeley, CA:Parallax, 1998.

Zukav, Gary.

The Seat of the Soul. New York: Simon & Schuster, 1989.




Andrew Johnson is co-director of the Center for Talent Development at Minnesota State University. His last article in the Quest (November-December 2000) was "The Spirituality of Oz: The Meaning of the Movie."


Explorations: All Holiness is One

Originally printed in the January - February 2002 issue of Quest magazine.
Citation: Michelson, Helen. "All Holiness is One." Quest  90.1 (JANUARY - FEBRUARY 2002):26-27.

Helen Michelson

Theosophical Society - Helen Michelson, a third-generation New Yorker, says that after September 11 her essay on the everlasting springs seem other worldly."But on second thought," she adds, "perhaps not. Springs–symbolic, mystical, and often actual sources of life–will continue to flow long after this, our latest holocaust, has been laid to rest, hopefully with compassion and sanity. For, as the Dalai Lama said, anger is the real enemy." And she writes us: "Yesterday I went into the city for my first look at the Pile, as those who have been digging there so lovingly call Ground Zero. There are really no words to describe the shock, the devastation is so great and vast and overwhelming, but I was glad I went. Everyone who has the opportunity should make the pilgrimage. And that's what it really is. On my return trip uptown on the 7th Avenue bus, I passed a little cafe called La Belle Vie. Yeah, right, I thought. At the next stop a gaggle of little school kids, screaming and laughing and jostling each other, scrambled aboard, and I changed my mind. Maybe la vie can be belle after all, if we work at it."Here are some thoughts that came to me after consecutive trips to Greece and Ireland.

In ancient times, every spring where the faithful came to worship the everlasting source of life had its goddess or nymph. These springs have continued to bubble through the centuries and indeed have absorbed the essence of the souls who worshipped there. The names of those revered have changed, but the feelings of love and reverence remain.

The guide book says, "Olympia . . . the site of the original Games.Not much to see except some rather uninteresting ruins." From this drab description I was hardly prepared for the surge of awe I felt when inthe presence of an antiquity that most certainly predated the Games and probably the ancient Greeks themselves.

I looked out over the wide plane in the western Peloponnesus, a valley silver green with olive trees, and at the distant brown hills. It must always have looked like this, I thought, for there is nothing but the rocky earth that will grow crops only with a great deal of effort, and yet it is a land that draws one like no other. I missed seeing the field of wildflowers in the springtime, described to me by my much-traveled British companion, but never mind, I was here at last.

I was prepared to feel transported by the sight of the ruins all about me–the colossal stumps from the Temple of Zeus, the gentler remains of Hera's lovely sanctuary, and, through a tumbled archway at one corner, the stadium with its grassy slopes–and columns everywhere, some stacked haphazardly, some left where they had fallen eons ago.Thank God (or the gods) for the Greeks, I thought, they leave things alone. They allow you to think, to imagine, and maybe to remember.

Fascinated, I felt drawn back through time, an intruder, for women were forbidden to enter the sanctuary of Olympia in the old days.

Overwhelmed and feeling the need to be alone, away from the hum of tourists, I wandered from my group and presently found myself before a grove of trees. This is a holy place, my inner self said. I knew that a sacred spring bubbled in the grove, secret beneath mossy stones, and that it had been here long, long before the Games. I was certain it had always been here. The first mortal who had found it dedicated it to the Goddess, the nameless Goddess, the mother of the earth, the source of life, a dedication made long before the Greeks created their Olympus of anthropomorphic deities. And through the years it became a sanctuary and drew the faithful. That is what I felt–centuries of accumulated, almost tangible, emotion: love, wonder, reverence, devotion.

The sound of voices and the scuffle of feet on the gravel path brought me back to the present. Someone clicked a camera shutter, and I thought, I will, too, because I must have a record of this place. I took a whole roll of film, but not one picture came out. Not one. It was the only roll of my entire trip that was blank, suggesting that there are some things not to be photographed.

That evening, back on board ship, I leaned on the railing and held a glass of wine while I watched Apollo spread his golden streamers over the gnarled fingers of the Peloponnesus, grabbing at the sea. "Here's to you, Poseidon," I whispered, holding out my glass. "For I know you and all your cronies still inhabit this antique land," and I poured the wine, as a libation, into the Aegean.

In Ireland a year later, I was lucky enough to be hiking near Maam Cross in Connemara, one of earth's wilder, windier, and more magnificent spots. We had climbed all morning through shine and showers and finally reached a high, rocky pass dedicated to St. Patrick–rather bleak Stations of the Cross stepping along close to the rock wall. Nearby was a spring, forever deep, cold and windswept, surrounded by its pathetic offerings: a bit of candle, a few coins, a tiny statue, a scribbled prayer, some shells. My eyes filled at the sight, and again I felt the surge of understanding, of the love and veneration left here over the years by the poor, dear bits left by the faithful. This source surely predated St. Patrick, when some woman, perhaps, left a sprig of flowers, a little fruit, a dish of milk, to a nameless Goddess.

I spoke of it later to our young Irish guide, and he, in typical Celtic fashion, accepted the mystical as an everyday fact of life. "Sureand I don't believe in leprechauns, but they're there anyway." He nodded his head as I told him my similar story in Greece. "Ah," he said, " the Goddess has her secret sanctuaries on this planet. They were recognized by the ancients and occasionally by one of us, too," and he looked at me. "All the gods are one, now aren't they? All holiness is one."



Helen Michelson, a third-generation New Yorker, says that after September 11 her essay on the everlasting springs seem other worldly."But on second thought," she adds, "perhaps not. Springs–symbolic, mystical, and often actual sources of life–will continue to flow long after this, our latest holocaust, has been laid to rest, hopefully with compassion and sanity. For, as the Dalai Lama said, anger is the real enemy." And she writes us: "Yesterday I went into the city for my first look at the Pile, as those who have been digging there so lovingly call Ground Zero. There are really no words to describe the shock, the devastation is so great and vast and overwhelming, but I was glad I went. Everyone who has the opportunity should make the pilgrimage. And that's what it really is. On my return trip uptown on the 7th Avenue bus, I passed a little cafe called La Belle Vie. Yeah, right, I thought. At the next stop a gaggle of little school kids, screaming and laughing and jostling each other, scrambled aboard, and I changed my mind. Maybe la vie can be belle after all, if we work at it."


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