I’m Baaaack…
I’ve been busy lately. A newborn fills your life with so much more than you can imagine. More than I remembered, but it’s all familiar territory nonetheless. I haven’t been able to write – wait, no, that’s not true… I could’ve written many times, but I’m too damned lazy. So let’s say I’ve been too wonderfully wrapped up in being with my family full-time again (since the six-month layoff) to be bothered with blogging. That isn’t to say that I haven’t been jumping up and down on the mental hi-dive board waiting for the right moment to do a double back flip with a twist into the deep waters once more. I have. And having another baby just makes it all the more colorful and poignant.
Since posting the videos by Dr. Hagelin, I’ve been flung off on a tangent and reconnected with my original search – the slippery world of quantum mechanics. Digging through old books in the garage, I pulled out three that I’m reading all at once.
These, as well as many other books read in the early days, have re-acquainted me with the scientific notion that, at the basic level, everything is the same, and that nothing happens without consciousness. It’s just absolutely mind-blowing stuff when you get down to it. The fact that me, this body, this mind, can question the origins and location(s) of consciousness (itself) is just… well… bizarre.
Meanwhile, I commented on a post of Randall Friend’s on his website. To wit:
Dude, I swear to God you’re writing to me personally. Reading in the “reading room”, having already heard and learned the nonduality lingo I automatically discard the pointers, even the “who am I?” question.
Charlie said it, “Very clear!”. But… not really. Very clear in that I have a very real, conceptual understanding of all that you say here. I seem stuck, and I very often give up because the stuckness is something I’m not used to and I certainly don’t like.
You were here too, Randall. What was it that pushed you over the edge. There must’ve been a light that just all of a sudden came on, and you said, “oooohhhh… I get it now.” C’mon man… hook a brother up.
Thanks for the congrats, by the way.
Mike
Randall then replied:
Mike,
“Who am I?” runs aground because there is no answer. The mind wants to place “who-ness” or “what-ness” upon the “I” – the only conclusion which can be reached is THAT you are, but that doesn’t need to be reached because you already know that.
Instead of asking “who am I?” ask “What IS I?” What really IS it? Then we’re immediately discerning the identifications which are placed upon “I”. Notice how so much is added on top of the simple “I” – every idea, every thought, every perception and sensation.
When we just stay with the simple “I”-ness, we find it’s nothing more than the background activity of knowing. “I” IS Awareness or Being, which doesn’t require a search, doesn’t need to be found. It is always there through all the frustrations, always there while the conceptual understanding flourishes, always the case.
Just notice that “I” is awareness. And awareness is limitless. Therefore “I” IS limitless. There isn’t anything more to it.
The giving up and going back head-first is just what IS – it may or may not resolve itself, and it is irrelevant. You already ARE that “I”, are you not? It isn’t a matter of getting anything. It’s seeing what you are not. Seeing what you are not, in identifications, you come to see that you are actually ALL, you are the wholeness or Oneness already.
This joy you are finding in the birth of your baby boy – that joy doesn’t come from outside, from situations. That joy is your Self shining, the absence of the “wanting self”. That joy cannot be found in objects or situations but is revealed or uncovered when, like when Owen was born, there was nothing being projected. Nothing missing. Nothing being sought after. Just pure joy, pure unfettered bliss. Limitlessness. That IS your Self, shining.
Yet if we hold on to that experience of Joy, we want it back – then the “wanting or seeking self” returns, once again what IS is not good enough, your Self is once again seemingly obscured, that “I” is again taken to be limited.
Yes, from one perspective there seemed to be something missing and something which triggered a recognition. But that trigger wasn’t some new statement, some ground-shaking pointer. It had been heard a thousand times but was ignored. In fact what the pointers point to was already known, already intimately familiar. The “knowing of my Self” didn’t come in new. It was already obvious but only overlooked BECAUSE it was being sought after, BECAUSE it was assumed to not be there, assumed to be the PRODUCT of the search.
Therefore that “wanting self” was functioning at top speed. When it was recognized that “I AM that ‘I’” and that “I” isn’t anything which can be quantified or conceptualized, yet is the most intimately-known reality, the pure subjective “space” or background or activity of knowing, then the “wanting self” fell away forever – there is and never was anything to get.
It was recognized that “I” am already full and complete, already limitless – not only does that “I” not need anything it literally cannot GET anything – therefore what is needed? What else can be gained? Seeking then just falls away naturally as completely unnecessary.
“I AM THAT” was then just a simple statement of actual, nondual reality, what IS, and not some spiritual bullshit.
THIS, right here and now, just THIS, is Advaita, nonduality, Oneness. Oneness isn’t the product of the spiritual search and does not come in anew. Oneness is unavoidable, already inescapable. What IS, is Oneness. Whatever THIS is imagined to be in mind, whatever THIS is split up into in concepts, whatever THIS is appearing as or experienced as, THIS is IT. Oneness is already the case.
You’re welcome to email or call anytime – if it may help to clear up any doubts. There are no donations requested or accepted. But the recognition of your Self isn’t waiting on the next book to be read or an email or phone call to some damn “guru” – you already ARE that “I”, are you not?
Just find out what “I” actually is, and isn’t.
love
randall
I love that last paragraph! Randall, my friend, I might just take you up on that. I’m damned tired of this nonsense I’m continually carrying on about. And, if I get all pissed off about it, he’s close enough that maybe I could throw a rock at him or something (just kidding Randall).
It’s just so easy to say, “I am the background, that unending, eternal expanse of nothingness in which everything arises”, and I actually can mentally grasp that concept and declare it to be the truth. I am that. But the feeling, or conscious recognition if you will, isn’t there. It’s all an idea. Going along with something that kind of makes sense, but not really. OK, Randall, if you’re reading… get ready. I’m a comin’.
Dude, I’ve been telling you oneness is already the case no matter what for months now. But no-o-o-o…you can only believe it when Randall tells you!
OK, touche… you got me. It’s not a matter of belief, though. If it were, then months ago I would have believed you and that would be that. “I believe” was me in the early eighties with Christianity. Now I’m more like Missouri, know whutta mean?
Good enough then, how bout it Suzanne? I am the background, the non-moving, ever-present awareness in which all of this arises. Got it (mentally, but not experientially). There’s an obvious shift in perception, awareness, or whatever, that occurs in some of us (you for instance), after which these silly words flow and have experiential meaning. You have experienced being that oneness. You know that you are that. All I can do is sit on the sidelines and say, “Yup… look at ‘er go. I understand what you’re saying, but… not really.” Then you tell me over and over again that I am that, too, and there’s nothing I have to do to get it, that I am that already. Huh? (dumbfounded look on my face)
It happened for you while washing dishes (a knife, I seem to recall). Don’t know how it happened for Randall, but still, the point is that there was this sort of a “Huh, that’s funny.”/”A ha!” moment in which everything melted away, and what was left was what you found to be “you”. Now you couldn’t have possibly controlled when that happened for you, nor for Randall for that matter. So I understand that you couldn’t have done anything for it to happen, yet it did. Some folks get it from questioning a “guru”, some folks get it while walking through the woods, some folks get it from looking at a knife. My questions aren’t aimed at how, even though it certainly seems that way. I see that you get it. You understand this and know it at a level far beyond the mind/body. All I can seem to ask anyone in your position is, “HOW?” even though I know there is no HOW.
Then…it’s seen there’s no one to get it…and no “then”.
Mike Honey, the character that washes knives and blogs and comments and helps the kids with their homework couldn’t be more pleased, whomever it seems to come from; if you seem to be “getting it” or “letting go” or “giving up” or whatever, HOWEVER that seems to occur, however it seems to “happen”, it’s all another guise of the same thing. Knowing -just the mind knowing – is no bad thing…knowing is a comfort to the ever-roving, scared little mind/ego thingy…but don’t wait for an Ah Ha! moment. That is this moment. There is no other moment, ever. This is it. It is enough even when it isn’t obvious that it’s enough. And – it’s a lot of fun! Hence all the joshing on “my” part.
Urghhhhh…
Bugger! I ‘ken’ what you are saying Mike – identify with that, and you too, Suzanne – Everything to get and nothing to know. Something and nothing. Thank the oojamaflip that I’m at the ‘I don’t give a fuck’ point in the up and downdness of this ridiculous search. Just watch the programme, read a book, cook the meal, hoover the floor, do the job, ask the questions and … so it goes on…. and on .. and on… and there’s always a someone asking and seeking and trying to get SOME kind of answer, some KIND of resolution. There isn’t one. There’s no ‘getting it’, no moment of ‘aha’. Doesn’t make it any easier. But there’s no formula. No set of instructions. And it can’t be explained. Or … it can be, but it’s not the absolute truth. Perhaps K.B. has it down… Is that the truth, can you absolutely know that’s the truth… to what question can you answer a yes… Do I exist? Is that the truth? Can you absolutely know that to be true? DO I EXIST??????????
You’ve got a fun sense of humor, viv. So, you’re on the down cycle now, huh? I love that part. Don’t give a damn, don’t want to hear about this junk, all a bunch of hooeyhey. I feel ya! I love Byron Katie’s technique. Except that it’s all so mechanical. The questions are very revealing, but you start out already knowing the answers, so it’s all an excercise in futility.
You exist! That’s it. That’s the only thing you can really know for sure. You have to exist in order to ask that question. What now? See? Ain’t this FUN!?
Just have to pass this on… totally sums it up: (I am the cat, aiming to be the dog!)
Excerpts from a Dog’s Diary……
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm – Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat’s Daily Diary…
Day 983 of my captivity…
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now……… …….
Read this to my wife. We both got a kick out of it. I love cats! They’re the coolest pets.
Anytime, my friend.
Alright. I’ll probably be sending a message to ya today on FB. Not sure how to phrase what I want to ask, but it’ll come, I’m sure. Thanks for taking the time with me.
Hey Mike glad to see you are back and doing well.
Yes I saw that comment of yours as well as Randall’s great reply. I sure hope you give him a call and report back. I was thinking of doing the same myself. I’ve read somewhere that one could only do so much (or something like that) and the rest is grace. It’ll either happen or it won’t. That gets me totally pissed off and depressed at the same time. I also can’t get this oneness thing at all. I have my own personality, viewpoints and feelings (physical and otherwise) while ‘others’ have theirs, so I can’t see how this fits in to the oneness thing. I have asked this question before but never quite understood the replies unfortunately. Here I go rambling again. Feels good sorta to write this down and I’m grateful for the opportunity.
I think I’ll save up and come meet someone like Randall one day, or start with a call perhaps.
So yeah, give him a call. You have nothing to lose.It’s up to you though of course
Bye for now
Chris
Well, if you all of the sudden see my posts change tone, and I start using esoteric language to describe things, then you’ll know what happened.
But what is ‘doing so much’ – what is ‘grace’? for starters, it can mean a multitude of things to a multitude of people and also, how do we know for sure that the concept ‘myself’ means the same across the board? I have read of tribal people who believe that the idea of ‘myself’ is their own tribe and others who believe it to be the whole jungle, planet, existence etc.
Where do ‘we’ draw the line? It is our cultural beliefs which create this never-ending seeking, let alone all our own personal beliefs on top of the cultural ones…….
What is ‘belief’ anyway? What is the difference between believing you have IT all already, and believing you are incomplete? What on earth can that belief actually touch, actually make a difference to? Depends what we believe I guess………
Those guys out in the jungle hunting meat for survival probably think this discussion is the craziest thing. We see it as a matter of life and death however…….
Right! Perspective seems to be everything, doesn’t it? You enlightened ones have a really cool perspective that I think would be neat to see from, even though you tell me nothing changes. Uh… BS! How can nothing change? Your perspective did, didn’t it?
And belief? Belief is a nasty filter to have. Matter of fact, I abhor it, but there isn’t anything I can do to get rid of it other than having significant perspective changes, or serious fact-finding expeditions.
no, everything changes….in the appearance of things, but that’s all it is….an appearance, and it is interpreted any way that seems appropriate.
you are searching for what does not change….you are not trying to change what can easily be changed are you?
Not trying to change anything, just understand, or “see”.
msayers :
Right! Perspective seems to be everything, doesn’t it?
YES…….it SEEMS to be, and all of this seems to be a futile attempt at trying to tweak perspectives, I am trying to tweak yours, you are trying to tweak your own, it is all irrelevant.
I thought my perspective changed at one point, but did it make any difference that that which does not change? NO. That’s what people mean by ‘nothing changes’: Everything changes, but what changes cannot affect that which cannot be changed.
You may see things in a new light, you may have an epiphany, you may blah blah blah whatever, so what? What is under scrutiny here is what you ARE, whether you run yourself ragged or just let go. It is unchanged, unknown, unappreciated, until it is.
and that’s all there is to it.
Very good! Now, for you, that took a loooong time, didn’t it? You got pissed off and depressed, right? Then something happened? Something changed, a shift maybe? You “realized” that it was there all along, that you were already what you were seeking, no? Sounds silly from that perspective, looking at me flopping about on the deck, doesn’t it?
Yes, I did all that and more – you read about it, blow by blow!
The only shift that happened was the one thing I wrote just now, I realised that “Everything changes, but what changes cannot affect that which cannot be changed.” I realised that all that questioning, depression, despair and struggle made absolutely no difference and the thing that I was pinning so much hope on (having an epiphany; a definitive experience that would make it valid) was so totally and utterly irrelevant to what I Am, always Was and will always Be.
Call it a falling away, a shift, whatever. The simple fact was that I realised I was powerless, realised that all this ‘existed’ without ‘the person I thought I was’ doing anything at all towards trying to understand or ’see’ it.
You say you are trying to understand or ’see’, but isn’t that just the ‘you you think you are’ trying to change something, the way you look at the world, perhaps? Just the ‘you you think you are’ trying to tweak a very deep-seated perspective?
What IS – IS, regardless of infinitesimal tweaking regardless of however which way we see it and that thing that cannot be tweaked, cannot be looked at, i.e. life just as it is, is exactly what you Are, what you are looking for.
It is miraculous and beyond our limited perspectives, but it is also boring and completely within our limited perspectives, that’s why we think it is hidden and we have to find it.
Trying to tweak a very deep-seated perspective…. Maybe that’s it. Only I wouldn’t know which way to tweak it. I mean, I’ve developed this perspective for over forty years now. It’s an old habit.
Ha ha, that last comment was actually by me, confused you for a minute didn’t I?
Did a double take. Beatrix? Wha…?
ha, ha, its just the play of appearances, apparently……just like tweaking, seeking, etc. etc.
Sorry for hogging the comments, ‘I’ am over and out now, give someone else a chance to say something………Good luck with Randall……..