Friday, 24 May 2019

Zen Practicer: Adyashanti

The prose at the end of his book of poetry, "My Secret is Silence":

"Life moves, undulates, breathes in and out, contracting and expanding. This is it's nature, the nature of what is. Whatever is, is on the move. Nothing remains the same for very long.

The mind wants everything to stop so that it can get its foothold, find its position, so it can figure out how to control life. Through the pursuit of material things, knowledge, ideas, beliefs, opinions, emotional states, spiritual states, and relationships, the mind seeks to find a secure position from which to operate. The mind seeks to nail life down and get it to stop moving and changing. When this doesn't work, the mind begins to seek the changeless, the eternal, something that doesn't move. But the mind of thought is itself an expression of life's movement and so must always be in movement itself. When there is thought, that thought is always moving and changing.

Actually, there is no such thing as thought, there is only thinking. So thought which is always moving (as thinking) cannot apprehend the changeless. When thought enters into the changeless it goes silent. When thought goes silent, the thinker, the psychological "me," the image-produced self, disappears. Suddenly it is gone. Awareness remains alone.

There is no one who is aware. Awareness itself is itself. You are now no longer the thought, nor the thinker, nor someone who is aware. Only awareness remains, as itself. Then, within awareness, thought moves. Within the changeless, change happens. Now awareness expresses itself. Awareness is always expressing itself: as life, as change, as thought, feelings, bodies, humans, plants, trees, cars, etc. Awareness yields to itself, to its inherent creativity, to its expression in form, in order to experience itself.

The changeless is changing. The eternal is living and dying. The formless is form. This is nothing the mind could have ever imagined."

The back of the book says that adyashanti's teacher asked him to teach. Can you sense adyashanti's reluctance to write this prose? It's like a student who was assigned an essay. Still, it demonstrates a deal of clarity, no? Everything said here is completely self evident, but the truth doesn't put itself into words. Adyashanti is a practiced meditator, no doubt.



Submitted May 25, 2019 at 01:34AM by tremblingtruffle http://bit.ly/2EvkjAi

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