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Recieved: 2000/10/07 11:22
Subject: Re: [K-list] Re: Transformation towards supracendence +healing
From: Wim Borsboom
On 2000/10/07 11:22, Wim Borsboom posted thus to the K-list:
Dear Chris,
You wrote:
> Some time ago I was meditating and though getting nice feelings of
> bliss no sign of inner light.
It is strange with those sounds and lights and feelings of bliss. One cannot
do anything to create them or to cause them or for them to come up in any
way out of the blue. It is actually all in the self dis-covery, self
re-covery, self reclamation. You are already born, you are already here, you
"IS" or "AM" already full and whole. (That "I AM" may be small and hidden,
out of sight, even out of your own sight... but nevertheless... YOU ARE!)
Healing is really the recovery and reclamation of that "kinda' lost origin".
Healing is actually not a process of doing something new, getting a new
result. Healing is recovery of the original self by original selfness, you,
and then you carry on from there again. It is like grass that grows back
after a dry summer, it greens up by itself, it recovers. You water a limp
flower again and it comes up by itself. Anyway nature grows by itself. Now
don't get tempted into arguing against this example... :-) Metaphors only go
so far and tend to take on a life of their own once we start arguing about
them. So, metaphors only go so far, the conditions for generation and
re-generation: light (sun), truth (nutrients) and love (water) go further.
Now, we all kinda' know that, we have all read that often enough. It is a
nice kind of insight , it is sometimes quite an enlightening kind of
discovery but one has to day-ly and minute-ly and second-ly realize it. Yes
to be awake, a-living in this very moment. Nature has no mental memory like
we do, no nostalgia either nor desire to be a "beaut". It just is all this
already, this here now.
Why is that so hard for us humans to just live like Jesus's lillies in the
field? I sometimes consider that proliferation of fat cells in our
brain-pan some kind of tumoric outgrowth, a mental brain blob. Those fatty
brain cells are really all cholesterol, I sometimes even wonder if it is the
good kind of cholesterol. Of course I love my brain, but the activities of
that blob are sometimes in the way, are they not?
A slightly different tack:
We humans have become the packaging, the bag with the nice print. We are
more and more the "T shirts" advertising the makers of the T shirt. We have
become the ones who are packaging us.
Go to the store and observe a day-to-day person (for argument sake yourself
:-)bying a package of cookies or something. Notice you end up with very
little contents, but many forms of packaging, every one containing another
one, containing each other. Even the car you use to take your cookies home
is a form of protective packaging and when you eat the cookies you really
eat 'hot air' and the 'shouted out loud brand name' and the 'alluded taste'
and the 'whole advertising spiel' that is built around that particular kind
of cooky.
Oh, and by the way, we even recycle the packaging as responsible citizens...
Notice how we keep holding the bag?
So each of us really ended up to be more 'hot air in a balloon' than
substance. Each of us is more the 'happy face' :-) loudly printed on the
balloon than even the hot air inside. And at one point, poof we go... no
smile, no nothing, not even hot air. No more than just the floppy, wetty,
rubbery flub at the end of a string (a sad face :-( at the end of our
rope:-(
Of course we know all that already, it is all very naive and sweet, for us to be reminded of that.
The day-to-day person!
*We are so much such!*
We are a living(?) advertisement or misadvertisement for the ppl. who (de-)formed us, e-ducated us, 'led us away' from who we originally are.
The trick lies in the art of unwrapping, actully the burning off of the wraps. When it comes down to it we have to even refrain from recycling our wrappings: the sweet memories, the nostalgia, the stickyness of the old packaging. Where did we house ourselves, how were we dressed up, the attitudes we picked up, the behaviours we acquired, all wrappings and remnants and printups of our packagers: our up-(and-down)
-bringers, our educators, our peers, heroes, heroins.
One can tell a book by its covers? One cannot tell a living soul by it's
wrappings.
The wrappers and the wrappees. We were brought up and down or led us away
from ourselves.
It is all in the undoing now: erasing one's past, undoing one's history,
undescribing one's description (a la Don Juan)
The emptiness of the form. (Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva)
What I meant to say was:
The stuff is in the bag, the genie is in the bottle. Rip the bag, break the
bottle.
And all will be uncovered and recovered.
The sun (light), the water (love), the nutrients (truth) are already
available and you are already the 'lilly in the field' The flower bud will
open by itself. Grass grows by itself! (Somebody said that before, hmm? Oh
yea, the guy who had an ashram in Oregon and all those caddilacs, he is dead
(?) now, but is he not now somebody like Osho?)
> Being frustrated I did as Yoganda sugests
> nibling little prayers do not get you the attention of God
The answer to prayer always comes in the form of a lover.
Check it it out!
But funnily (or sadly) that lover will pretty well most of the time be
rejected... Check that out too!
Be aware of praying because the lover will come and one has to surrender...
Better not to pray unless you are ready to get lost in love.
> Well moments later I heard these birds singing and it was so real I opened
the
> curtains to see if they were out side then realised it was just after
> midnight so no earthly birds
The little lovers have always been there, chirping away.
Once one re-discovers light (spirit), nectar (the holy water), sound and
truth (logos), one knows that IT was (IS) already there. One was never just
quiet enough, one was wrapped up in the wrappings...
:-) Now I know why I was getting wrapped up in writing about the wrappings
:-)
> have that pricking feeling in my crown
> ( i think this neans the crown is open) they are at full volume for a
> moment or two the subside as the meditation deepens
Everybody's crown is open... It is the first thing I notice about a
person... ah, what a beautiful crown chakra... Do not let anybody tell you
that your crown chakra is closed or blocked, you may not be aware of it
but... you do have it... and it works in everyone!!!
Who are those ppl. who think they benefit others by telling them that there
is something wrong with their crown chakra...? I have never seen a closed
crown chakra... The distance of it above the head maybe a bit much, which is
often the case, or it maybe very small inside the head, kind of shrunk away,
sometimes it may even be lodged snugly behind the heart... but please know
that if you are alive your crown chakra is functioning, you would be not
alive without it... Just like nobody does not have a soul. Even if you lost
track of your being you are still actively BEING BEEN. (Sicut erat in
principio, nunc et semper, et in saecula saeculorum. )
> Still no light,
Start looking for black, try to see black with your eyes and mind closed
(hahaha). Do not only be in silence, be in lightlessness as well. One will
hear the inner sound in the silence of soundlessness, one will recover the
inner light in the lightlessness of being (hehehe).
> I have been blessed in other ways in that I find that both the Reiki and
> Bio-energy healing that I do have been greatly enhanced and I am able to
> transfer mini bliss to other through my hands
Wonderful!
What I became more and more aware of (that is: discovered slowly that it was
there already) is that we have the sweet feelings of love pouring out of our
'every pore'. Feel the sweetness of love from the palms of your hands
(similar to the tingling you felt about the crown chakra) when you move
closer to one another... whooshh... hmm... (You can do it with your feet
too, or with any body part of you, 'kama sutra' like and tantric.)
> I cant but feel the whole process of healing has greatly speeded up as my
> "sucess rate" has dramatically improved though I dont claim to be the
> healer..
Healers, (Every lover is a healer, every healer is a lover. When you as a
healer/lover get 'called' by somebody, that person did pray for love and
'god-within-without' answers through you as a repondent of love, responding
in love responsible for love and responsible to love,) healers help others
discovering that they are healing themselves by recovering love, light and
truth and allowing it again, living it again... healing is the participation
in the mutual recovery of our original being.
> In my view there is only one healer one soul.
Exactly, and *all of us AS each of us* are that miraculous temporal (NOWLY)
and spatial (HERELY) representation of that wholeness in every eternal
moment, in every universal spot, unconditionally conditioned...
THIS IS THE MIRACLE
Love,
Wim
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