Words, words, words, and the Mystery of the Sphinx

SphinxI had been laboring over the writing of a blog post, trying to get my point across and was not very happy with the result. If only I could find the right words and place them in the right configuration I would be heard, and the truth would be recognized!

I struggled, even though I was well aware that no matter how logical or persuasive one’s arguments may be, they do not have the ability to change the beliefs of another, they are just more words being thrown about.

We only change our beliefs and the structures they uphold when we encounter an experience outside of our normal frame of reference that cannot be explained away no matter how much we try to cling to that which is being shattered.

I knew from experience that I should stop writing and do something completely different to give my operating systems a chance to reboot. I decided to be bold and take a breather with some acid.

I had taken that piece of dried mango laced with LSD across the Atlantic and back and still had not felt that I had the right time and frame of mind to indulge in the hope of a consciousness expanding experience.

In my prior experimental forays I never seemed to attain the experience that I sought. I reasoned whether I could endure 24 hours with every cell in my body racing like a Lamborghini on the Autobahn for another disappointing experience of poor quality LSD.

Today I felt compelled to give it a go. We were within the auspices of the full moon, Mercury was just stationed direct out of retrograde, and it was Sunday, yeah, no schedules, certainly an opportune time.

So I munched with determination on that piece of dried mango and waited. I was not alone, however, and the hours went by while we frolicked. After some time hunger overtook my companion and off he went for Chinese take out. I finally had a moment of quiet contemplation.

I reclined on the couch and gently gazed at my arm. It seemed immense and heavy as stone. I could not lift it. I felt myself to be in a vast structure, a holy place that contained me. I did not feel trapped, only amazed at the solidity of it all. I felt serene and noble like the great Sphinx of Egypt.

The moment passed but the experience registered. This was the mystery of the Sphinx, the miracle of spirit descended into the density of matter. We have all heard the cliché “the body is a temple for spirit” but who has really had the experience of that knowing.

Until we open to the experiential reality of life in all of its gut wrenching, awe-full-ness, and its raw, immense beauty arguments are all just words being bandied about, ” full of sound and fury, signifying nothing” but still I have to get back to those words, words, words.

 

Quotation from Shakespeare’s- Macbeth

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Revel in your Humanity

freeimage-14773391-highA friend of mine calls Face-Book, face-crack, as in highly addictive substance. When I first heard him use the term I laughed and admitted that FB is indeed compelling even though I use it mainly as a marketing tool. A chord was struck however, as I realized the truth of that statement. Social media can be the perfect distraction from the profound emptiness we feel within. It is indeed a quick fix for the isolation, fragmentation and disconnect that has wounded us on the deepest, and most profound levels of our being.

What is the root cause of this intense suffering? Why do we feel emotionally isolated from the rest of the planet and more importantly from ourselves? We feel a numbness that separates us from the joy and satisfaction that we desire for our lives. We are fragmented because we must constantly expend energy to ignore the elephant in the room, our own sense of despair and dread.

We use social media to placate the intense alone-ness that we feel deep in our bones, however, just like any drug the effects do not last and we need another fix again and again and it is never, ever as good as the first time.

On social media we feel safe to share the bits and pieces of ourselves that are acceptable. We hide the desires and feelings that we cannot face because of guilt and shame created by a morality that has been forced upon us by institutions we did not ourselves create and which we know to be false to our true and authentic selves.

Our religious institutions have told us that our humanity is something to be eschewed. We are less than god, less than angels, less than priests and only slightly above animals. This false idea is reinforced as television, magazines, and billboards show us how our Selves are broken. We need at any cost this deodorant, this makeup, this car, to fix our brokenness so that we can be acceptable and “better than” what we already are.

According to John Lamb Lash, “The suppression of ecstasy and condemnation of pleasure by patriarchal religion have left us in a deep, festering morass.” Our humanity, however, is our core biologic necessity and can only be ignored and suppressed to our own detriment. We see our instinctual imperative erupting in the pathologically warped expressions of rampant pornography, the objectification of women, sexual slavery, sexual abuse of children in religious institutions, and rape and violence towards women.

Not only have the religious institutions backed up by social conditioning forced us to dissociate from our own bodies and senses it has forced us to dissociate from the natural world. Nature is feared and reviled for its rampant fecundity and association with the Divine Feminine. Our human body and instincts have been bound together with the feminine principle as something that is venal and evil and to be feared and suppressed no matter the damage it causes to our health and psyche.

The entire planet has been brought under the dominion of a god that hates humanity, the natural world, and trees. When the god of the Abrahamic religions appeared over two thousand years ago, the Divine Feminine principle as the Goddess, who was worshiped as nature, and among the trees was brutally suppressed.

Yahweh demanded in Deutoronomy 12:2-5 “Destroy completely all the places on the high mountains and on the hills and under every spreading tree where the nations you are dispossessing worship their gods.” Later in history, the Druids, keepers of Gnosis were murdered and hung from their sacred and beloved trees. We see this intense religious hatred of nature reflected in modern times in the scathing label of “tree hugger”.

And so we have become dissociated from the Natural world of which we are one part. We have been commanded to subdue, dominate and consume an entire planet and everything that exists on it. We now rely on simulation, artifice, artificial intelligence, and manufactured sustenance. We raise our children in concrete jungles, imprisoned in apartments with computers and social media as substitutes for direct and genuine human interactions.

And so we have lost our empathy for one another. We have lost our connection to the living planet that birthed us into being. We no longer care for our lost freedom of choice and conscious creation. We no longer have a clue as to our own authentic, instinctual nature because we were forced to abandon ourselves.

How do we correct this crime against nature and humanity? We accept that we are whole, perfect and complete just as we are. There is none above or below us to save or condemn. We celebrate and enjoy our bodies and our senses, knowing that this is our salvation. We allow our desires to bring fulfillment and creativity to our existence and we revel in the bliss of LIFE.

Source: John Lamb Lash, “Not in His Image”2006 Chelsea Green Publishing