Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Outward and Inward (Kathy Kundalini)

These terms "outward" and "inward" [as in 'looking outward at the Universe' and 'looking inward into this body and mind'] have a way of revolving into one another, twisting and turning around like a möbius strip - on one side is written "mind" and the other side is written "world". The world I see is contained in my mind, yet my body/mind are also contained in the world. The world appears "outside" of me as a fantastic and infinite field of events, yet all I perceive is the result of impacts upon my body, all I perceive is happening on me and in me, like I am a shining glow of perceptions, moving in and through the world. My body feels like a container within which is "me", yet my body also feels exterior, like it is already in that world beyond my mind, and thus I see it "out there" like any other perception. I feel myself to be singular, a single being, yet I know I am made up of multitudes. I feel I am "this body" - because I can move, feel, see myself wrapped in this container of flesh, yet all that I am is immediately connected with energies, flows, and structures well beyond my physical container. I am this air, this earth, this electromagnetic energy, this gravity, this atmosphere, this sun, this galaxy... my body literally extends throughout all creation, as I am its expression, its mode of embodiment, a moment of its evolution. I live, breathe, walk, think, perceive, engage, and feel in an interplay of energies, life-forms, consciousnesses that are alive, communicating, intelligent, with rich vibrancy beyond my imagination. It all appears separate from me, yet is also who I am - the field and flow are my energy and form, my existence is dependent on the field, and it flows through me as my life-energy and my experience. I am my experience, yet also more than I can ever experience. I am a nexus of interdependent origination, which paradoxically makes me a kind of "nothing", or rather a mere appearance, a momentary "something" that seems to singularly exist, yet this "nothing", or appearing "something", is also an overflowing "everything" - a cosmos expressing itself in time and space, in and through this body, and through this mind, this spirit. I am singular, multiple, dual, non-dual, finite, and infinite, all seemingly at the same time. What are my boundaries are only borderlines, or really, gateways, pathways, conduits of energies and waves which conspire to create this living, moving form. The Universe and I are one, yet also interpenetrating opposites, in a dialectical dance. The world is my body, my mind, everywhere I look, there I am. Yet like my body, it overflows with energies and events which I just cannot contain within this mind that knows itself as "I". They are beyond me yet within me at the same time. This is a gift, a mystery, a puzzle, a source of suffering, as well as amazement, perplexity, and wonder. It invites both acceptance and transcendence...

 

"There is a memory of ocean,

  the swelling of waves.

  the movement of great things,

  just beneath the surface.

  My conscious mind staggers,

  a part sleeping begins to waken.

  What is this great thing

  That has caught us up?"

 

Upon attaining Enlightenment, the Buddha was not only looking within, but he was also looking outward, into the world, into the universe. Looking out into the sky he saw the Morning Star. Here the seeing and the seen are not two, they are one. “I together with all beings and the Great Earth attain the Way.”

 

~ by Kathy Kundalini, 2014;  the poetic excerpt is from "Plant Intelligence and the Imaginal Realm" by Stephen Harrod  Buhner.

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