Silencing the Mind
We first introduced Moojiji one year ago in our post Let’s go back to The Beginning. He appears at the end of the video Beyond Thought (Awareness Itself). If you have not watched the video, it is well worth your time. After you’ve seen it, come back to this page and learn about Nothing; how to find “lion on your path.”
|“ … Because I don’t acceptyour version of yourself and I don’t believe you… Is the only reason I can serve you.“Because I cannot accept the things you say about yourself. They’re simply not true…. Still you persist and go on.“Moojiji points out that the constant talk in our mind, that is such a distraction, is arising from where and who we really are.In order to defeat the forces that keep us from ourselves, we must treat this self talk as “nothing”.|
In this way, we find the place of no time, no future, no past, no identity to experience our true self.
If you’re serious about change, about reducing mental and physical anguish, then something must be given up. Recognize the things you say about yourself; the image you hold of yourself is largely an illusionary self-definition.
For change to happen, you cannot remain the same. You cannot hold on to the ideas that appear so precious to you. Holding onto your idea of what you think you are prevents you from learning who you really are and what you are truly capable of. Paraphrasing my firewalk instructor Sierra, if that nut was afraid to grow, it could never have become the mighty oak.
When Others Treat us as Nothing
In my travels this last year, I watched a small number of people judge me to be beneath them. Each is accomplished in his or her field and worthy of respect for what they have achieved. They looked at me through a narrow filter of time and context, forgetting or not knowing what has brought me to the place and time we were together. None had the experience of perceiving the world as more complex than the materialists teach us it is limited to. They thought me worse for what I believed.
|One friend of a friend gave me a particularly condescending look, unaware I was also able to sense their emotions almost to the point of being able to read their thoughts that I was beneath them. This person had a long career in public service and has been a benefit to society. I was not in the same league.It is not uncommon for people who have worked hard and overcome adversity to think of themselves in a particular way.
Nor is it uncommon for them to, at times, look down upon another person who has not stood beside them in their hour of trial.
The adventures of my youth are not forgotten. Like you, I too have faced adversity. I have spoken truth to authority and received retaliation for my effort. As to how I feel about it and all the rest, it’s water under the bridge — nothing.
History will not directly remember an average individual’s participation in the changes that have taken place since their birth yet I am sure history is changed by their everyday actions.
In Shakespeare’s play, The Life of King Henry the Fifth, King Henry, outnumbered on the eve of battle, reacts to the mood of his close comrades.
Today we might be more likely to remember the section quoted in the HBO mini-series Band of Brothers. Another portion that speaks to the illusion of our experiences is inserted above.
It was a great victory. A surprising victory considering how vastly outnumbered the English were at Agincourt.
We do a remember; whether because of ancestry and place of birth or the work of William Shakespeare, we know there are people who have performed great deeds of service — not just at Agincourt, but all through history and into the current time as humanity continues its evolution.
Finding our Place
No matter how great the acomplishments, how much suffering endured, or how terrible the acts performed, it is sometimes necessary to put that all aside in order to become who and what we really are.
“Between the stimulus and response there is a space.
In that space is our power to change our response.
In our response lies our growth and our freedom.”
– Viktor Frankl
– Jeffrey A. Limpert
It’s Nothing, Nothing, Nothing