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Just to pitch in back on topic (or more so), I have found my own behaviours in this whole strange yard of thoughts and actions to have drifted far more towards devotional 'religion' than anything else over the last year, particularly the last six months. Springing from a foundation of total gratitude for the gift of being, and a shrugging acceptance of the fact that I am not, have never been, and will never be in control, and that any sense of such is an illusion, has liberated much of the anxiety and emotional restrictiveness I used to roll with as par for the innings. I am barely in control of the thoughts which cross the screen of consciousness, never mind anything else. Respiration? nope. Immune system? nope. Bodily intelligence generally? Nothing to do with 'me'. The happenstance of my life? Sure, I have an intention. But that is all. Who am I to judge the way that intention manifests? To gauge the time it is going to take to resolve, if it is? What breathtaking presupposition, assumption, and arrogance. There is learning, slowly but surely, to just let it be, without attaching the labels 'Good' or 'Bad' to any of it. The intention is the only (apparent) choice.
It has struck me, as I posted over in the aphorisms thread, that the majority of nodes I encounter requiring an apparent choice, can be usefully sorted in terms of intention, before other considerations, into just two (isn't it always?) base options: Satisfaction of appetite or avoidance of entaglement in suffering.
Suffering is a slippery one, because it is essential to remember that the division between self and other is false. Causing your body (which I take to include the 'emotional body' and 'mind', no seperation, all one thing) to suffer is causing suffering no different to inflicting it 'out there' (hah). It, among other factors, has informed my decision to be vegan, and given me pause for thought over many things within this definition - to honey, or not to honey? It's an ongoing process, and will remain so, but I find the consciousness of it immensely important, suddenly...am I involving myself in a movement of the chain reaction of suffering in order to satisfy the appetites of my ego? Can I avoid this, or at least consciously reduce that movement, towards a goal of complete conscious abnegation? Is it possible?
The reason I wish to is because I believe the entire process of 'God' (existence, isness, that which underlies, gives rise to and bounds Everything, while being 'itself' without boundary, which defines all forms yet has none, which is unseperate and inseperable and yet within which all seperation is occurring and arising, etc...the abstract state of Being which underlies all existence, even Nothing and Nowhere, if such a no-thing and no-place actually 'exist'...the Supreme Being, yes? Not a noun, a verb (and actually neither of those, but, you know, words...) to be Unififed and Closed...like a Tom and Jerry cartoon bump-on-the-head, which can be pushed back flat only to pop up elsewhere exactly the same size and dimensions and emotional weight and resonance. I figure its my point, if I have one, and the point, if there is one. I don't especially mind if there isn't - I'll most likely never know. But it feels right, to me.
I'd say discovering the book 'Prayers of the Cosmos' pretty much radicalised my entire take on the figure of Jesus and the teachings he shared...I know the Aramaic inside out, now, and use it daily, it is so powerful and each line worthy of deep meditation depending on mood and circumstance, location, many things. As a working prayer, I adore it, and I also know a nice slice of Portuguese, both traditional and personal, which I work through, and possibly translate quite deliberately afterwards for myself as well, given time...
I've done this round these parts in a couple of other threads, but will go again, it never bores me.
The first phrase, particularly, contains the vibratory pitch which should resonate most deeply within the whole body - this is your own heritage from Abwoon, and requires a little time and attention to find, and fix...as it leads into the silence, I follow it, and sort of Vipassana meditate on all the processes within my body that continue wihtout attention - heartbeat, breathing, peristalsis, muscular tension etc. - and consider each as internal prayers that point to the gift and responsibility of co-creation with and as part of God.
Abwoon d'bwashmaya
- Pai Nosso que estais no Ceu
- Our father which art in heaven
- O Birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos, divine process of creation, Radiant Oneness, source of all Power and Stability, whose light, sound, name and vibration within perfection touching and interpenetrating all form, shining in every place we see, every centre of activity, in the potential of all things, that we are able to recognise by our own conscious manifestation in and of this very Universe - name of names, our small identity unravels in you, you hand it back as a lesson. Wordless and actionless action, Silent Potency, where ears and eyes awaken, there Heaven comes, and is, and remains. O Birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos.
nethqadash shmakh
- Santificado seja o Vosso Nome
- Hallowed be thy Name
- Focus your light within us - make it useful, as the rays of a beacon show the way. Help us breathe one holy breath, feeling only this radiance - creating a shrine inside, and thus around, in wholeness. Help us let go, clearing a space inside of busy forgetfulness: So the Name has a place to live. This Name, this Sound, this Vibration can move us, and play us as instruments, if we tune our intentions as instruments to its tone. Hear the One sound that gave birth to all others, in this way the Name is hallowed in Silence. So often I look elsewhere for this Light, this Sound, drawn out of myself - but the Name always lives within. Focus your Light within us - make it useful.
Teytey malkuthakh
- Vamos nos ao Vosso Reino
- Thy Kingdom come
- Create your reign of Unity now - through this fiery heart and willing hands. Let your quiet counsel rule this life, clearing this intention for co-creation. Unite our sense of "I can" within the Great Mother to your own, that we may walk as Kings and Queens with every creature upon the Earth. Desire with and through us the rule of Universal fruitfulness onto the earth. Your guidance springs into existence as and at the moment that we reach out to embrace all of Creation. Come into the bedroom of our hearts, prepare us for the Divine marriage and union of Power and Beauty. From this Holy Union let us birth new images for a world of Peace. Create your reign of Unity now.
Nehwey tzevyannach aykanna d'bwashmaya aph b'arha
- Seja feita vossa vontade, assim na Terra como no Ceu
- Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven
- Your One desire then acts with and of our own, as in all Light, so in all forms. Let all harmonious cooperation of movement, all actionless action move together in your vortex, as stars and planets swirl through the cosmos. Help us love beyond our ideals and sprout acts of compassion for all creatures. As we find your unbounded Love reflected in our own, let the Universe and all the Powers of Nature form a new creation. Unite the crowd within in a vision of passionate purpose : light mates with form. Create in me a divine co-operation, harmonious - from many selves, one voice, in chorus, one action, in unity. Let your inscrutable fervent desire unite heaven and earth through out harmony. Your One desire then acts with and of our own, as in all Light, so in all forms.
And so on, sorry, I don't have the time for the rest...
And still, within all of this, afterwards, I have time for my Lady Oxum, whom I have a very personal song for, which I recite for her every day, that her particular mysteries may manifest and be present in my attention...like the malakh or angelos of Hebrew/Christian eschatology, the Orixa serve as messengers (the meaning of those two words, in Hebrew/Greek) to the somewhat unapproachable and difficult to do much but give thanks by humans Immensity. The form of this song is very beautiful, and ends with a Yoruba hail to Her...my Brazilian friend, who is part of a Iemanja congregation back in Brazil, told me it is perfectly reminiscent of the Oxum hinos he knows from his homeland - very melodic, swooping, slightly sad...I treasure it. It was a beautiful gift, to me, and my friends, from Her. All under the auspicies of the immense Abwoon here in d'bwashmaya.
It integrates seamlessly with my more general devotions, I find.
Sheesh, rambling much? What Seth said. |
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