The Self

I write about the Self, the highest Self, the purest Self, the most magnificent Self.

What is the Self? All of this is the Self and yet, none of this is truly the Self.

The Self is all there is. It is to the left and to the right; above and below; before and behind; inside and outside. It drives everything. It is the power in all. It shapes all forms. It has all the time in the world to create.

In fact, it existed before time. Time is measurement of movement in space. It existed before space.

It exists. It is a subtle energy field with a subtle determination to find itself. The “who am I?” question is at the root of its drive for self-expression. This is a spiritual expression.

In the beginning, it is necessary to create the framework of the material world so that more subtle conscious lifeforms can develop. These lifeforms culminate in the human form, where the experience of consciousness can be sharpened to the highest degree.

The “I am That” experience is this culmination of the conscious experience. In order to fully experience this consciousness, it is necessary to mentally detach from all physical manifestations and to dwell only in the pure sense of conscious being.

So, the search of all searches is to find oneself in a state of blissful pure consciousness saturated with a sense of being fully awake.

Reality or The Purpose of My Life

Reality or The Purpose of My Life

There can only one purpose of life and that is the purpose of my life. There cannot be another purpose. All talk and discussion about “the world” and its meaning is meaningless. The only purpose to life is the purpose of my life.

To determine this purpose, I study, I think, I meditate, I write. The more I am concentrated in my own being, the more authentic I become, the more “me” I will be.

I am. The purpose of life is the conscious experience, the Sat-Chit-Ananda experience, the Being-Consciousness-Bliss experience.

To be conscious. Fully conscious. Right now, here, in this moment, the only moment this is possible.

The conscious moment devoid of other meanings but to be conscious. Religion, science, art, literature, thoughts and feelings: all are nothings, phantoms, mirages, fringe elements, useful ladders to ascend or descend into the realm of pure existence.

Where there is nothing, there cannot be meaning.

And yet, there is something. I am surrounded by it. It exists within me and around me. I am a part of it. I am a drop, and it is the ocean. It supports me and I further it. My energies are a necessary element of it.

I exist because of it. I am an expression of its intent. Its intent is to be fully conscious. Its intent is for a full expression of its capabilities. The capabilities that it wrote into the genetic code of all living things. That is its intent, its innermost secret desire. Self-expression. Yearning for self-expression. Desirous of full self-actualization. To truly find out “who it is and what it is capable of.”

Knowledge is all around. From studying anything in-depth, for example, any leaf, one can learn all about the secrets of this universe. Likewise, from studying any human being, one can learn about all the secrets of this universe.

What is the point in learning all these secrets? Studying all the parts of a fine-tuned Swill watch will not tell my anything about the nature of time. In the same way, studying all the parts of this universe will not tell me anything about the nature of existence.

The dictum says: “form follows function.” That is true in all instances, even in the forms of this creation. An apple has a particular form because it fulfills a particular function. An apple’s form is derived from its function(s). All shapes ever created – either by nature or by humans – are expressions of particular functions. There are tools and there are toys. Both are used in their own unique ways. There are functional and non-functional objects. All were created because of a need at a particular time at a particular place.

This is true for the most minuscule grain of salt to the largest heavenly body in existence. The circumstances of the moment create all that exists, has created all that has existed, and will create all that will exist. The moment rules!

It is a timeless moment, a still moment, a moment of focused concentration, of the unfolding of a singular expression of a confluence of energies. For example, the fertilization of a human egg by a human sperm. A singular moment. A singular expression.

In order for new life to exist, the process needs more than one element. Frequently there are two elements involved, a male and a female, or a passive and an active.

When the mind is still, the Reality of life emerges. In this stillness there is the presence of the potent moment. At some point, all activities subside. That is only natural. Activities cannot go on indefinitely. When there is stillness, a kind of recharging takes place. After a while, new energies that have quietly gathered break forth in a display of new possibilities. This is similar to the heating of water in a pot. Little by little the water temperature increases, the water begins to move slightly, until bubbles emerge on the bottom of the pot. With increasing water temperature, the bubbles increase and the activity in the pot increase. The water begins to boil. From stillness to violent activity.

Within the human mind, there is something similar going on. At first there is nothing, then one thought, then many thoughts followed by action. Eventually, the energy will subside, and stillness will set in again.

An example would be a skier who stands on top of a long run. He or she contemplates the run for a while, then pushes off and races down the mountain. For a while the focus in entirely on the skies, the snow, the terrain. Then, when he or she reaches the bottom of the slope, he or she stops. From stillness through activity back to stillness.

All activities begin and end in this way. The “Big Bang” is no exception. This universe began in stillness, developed through violent actions, and will end again in silence.

What the origin of it all is, that cannot be understood. It is a beginningless something that has existed in perpetuity. It is mysterious because it cannot be grasped by the human mind. It is beyond comprehension. Since it is the cause of it all, it also must be the cause of itself.

This means that I am my own cause. I am because I am.