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Leprosy of the soul, being in Tao, and life's balance

 

 

           When you become a living aspect of the living creation- a creator, that is- you cease to look for answers, understandings, or solutions; it is the dead mind which seeks to understand the living creations of life. And so it is that the only true art is the art of life.

Anais Nin contends: “Life should be fluid. ¼I believe in avoiding constructions which are too solid and enclose you. ¼if you catalogue too completely, the freshness and the life withers. ¼I don’t live by analysis anymore, but by a flow, a trust in my feelings. ¼To flow, to drift, to live as nature.” (Diaries ‘34-’39)

Now, to live out of the flow, out of whack, out of Tao, or out of tune, so to speak, is to eat the fruit from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, and not from the Tree of Life; it is to live by the fragmenting, gauging, measuring mind, instead of the intimate, flowing, feeling heart.

Thus Ramtha admonishes: “Always trust the wisdom of your feelings. Never go against them and try to force a belief upon yourself that doesn’t feel good inside. ...seek the answer that feels right within your soul. ...[For] the feelings, if you listen to them, will tell you of truth and your path for enlightenment.” (Ramtha, p57,113,115)

And the documents of Agni Yoga declare that "People dream of freedom, but in what dungeon they keep their hearts. ...[for] reason has deafened the heart." And so, "Burdened by knowledge, but unwinged will be those who are heartless."(Eastern Roerich Society, 1932)[9]

 

           To 'be in balance', then, is simply to be our natural, feeling selves. Balance is where the individual and the cosmos become 'in tune' with each other; where free-will and determinism are no longer separate currents. For, in fact, it is only in the mind where determinism and free-will are contradictory, and opposed, and hence duality occurs. This division does not come from the heart. The mind will forever be abstracted from the one true movement, and caught in indecision and confusion, and therefore will always impose distance upon our intimate lives. But on the other hand, when the heart is 'moved', so to speak, not only can it do naught but follow that which moves it (and so it is determined), but also it goes there freely, with willful delight, because it knows, without knowing, what is its pure desire and need (and so it has free-will); the heart 'feels' what is good for the being, and therefore does what is good, rather than going against this because of the mind's relentless barrage of 'should's', and 'should not's' which repress the heart's inherent desires and needs.

 

 

[9] An analogous pathological event to the lack of intuition, lack of sensitivity, and 'unfeelingness' of the heart arises out of a physical malaise; for it is known that the physical decay of leprosy is not actually a disease which eats away at the flesh, as most people presume, but it is a condition in which the ability to feel pain is lost. Therefore, because of this, a person with leprosy stubs their toe, does not feel the wound open, it festers, later the rats come and gnaw away upon it at night, the individual is oblivious, it festers more, and so on, and suddenly there is no foot. And it is the same with our souls; when we live from the mind which cannot feel, but only think, we cannot actually sense pain when we are in it, and so we go about living lives that are absolutely contrary to the health of our beings (waking to clocks, eating when we're not hungry, living apart from nature, rushing everywhere, dressing in uncomfortable clothes, laboring pointlessly, storing up all that we don't need), and we continue to harm ourselves, and the soul gets gnawed away upon by the agony of the false day, and we rot into gangrenous, partial beings who cannot feel their own pain, which is the only thing that could save us.

 

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These excerpts on following the heart and aimless wandering are taken from unpublished chapters of

THE WAY OF WONDER, by Jack Haas

 

          

 

 

author Jack Haas, Canadian, American writer, artist, photographer

 

 

 

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