They put the candle over his head
to light the darkness of the crown
Where his body lies in decomposition
a trinity of swans hovers above in remembrance
of what can be lost
as well as what continues on
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Do we have ‘castles of the mind’?
Traditionally, ancient castles were build where there was trouble… Do we have the equivalent in our minds and emotions? Have we, over the course of our lives, built up strong fortifications with which to repel those intrusions which, as children, we considered frightening?
The foundations for such things can begin very early, and be formed of some very primitive fears and, even, strong dislikes. That dark green colour of the man in the long raincoat who collected money and caused mother great distress. The child would see the pain of a caring parent whose finances were stretched to the limit; the deeper truth that it was a door-to-door insurance man, making his Friday call in time to tap into the new pay packet would not be seen until later in life… but the coloured raincoat would be remembered…
We smile at such memories…
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“… so fear was originally there to help us survive.”
“Yep… and with not many sabre-tooth tigers roaming the suburbs, we found other things to fear. And fear is intimately linked to how we judge people.”
“How so?”
It was one of those early morning conversations over coffee and from the nature of fear we had progressed to how we unconsciously judge the people that we meet. It is all very well to say that we should not judge…but we do. At least to a certain degree. Sitting in moral judgement upon someone’s actions is a slightly different matter, but we do seem to be programmed to make judgements about the people who arrive in our lives. It comes from the same primitive survival instinct as fear and is part of the same process. If a hunter comes face to face with another spear-wielding man, that snap judgement would be…
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“No…! Really? That’s terrible…” It may well have been, but I doubt the subject of their gossip would have appreciated the evident relish with which the two women were discussing her misfortunes. I wasn’t eavesdropping, the strident voices were inescapable in the waiting room.
“Must be karma…” She folded her hands on her bag and sat back, nodding sagely.
“Yeah,” the lady almost licked her lips, “She must have done something really awful in a past life to deserve all that…” Here we go again, I thought, itching, as always, to jump into the conversation on that one subject, at least. Then, I suppose they would say the same of me…
It is no secret that I have fulfilled the criteria of the infamous ‘Chinese curse’ and lived in ‘interesting times’. What with one thing and another, life has never had chance to become monotonous, though…
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The forest whispered, “follow me,” and laid down a path of gold.
“Oh, I dare not,” replied the voice of doubt, “for I fear what may be lurking in the shadows.”
“Oh, you are a silly lass,” the forest replied. “Can’t you see that I have given you the way through the darkness?”
“But I am alone. A mere child in an unknown wilderness where fierce beasts may lurk, waiting to attack,” doubt replied.
“Yes, yes, that is true. What you seek is also seeking you.”
“Oh, but you are wrong. I do not seek the beasts. They seek me.”
“Aw,” the forest replied with a clatter of branches. “Who do you think the beasts belong to?”
“You.”
“Oh no, they are not mine, they are yours.”
“I don’t want them, so how can they be mine?”
“Because you reject them. Come now, child, walk with me into the land of your heart. I have laid before you a golden path.”
“Oh, but I am scared.”
“It is good to be scared sometimes.”
“But how will I get through the dark places?”
“Oh, that is easy,” the forest replied. “Follow the path of light.”
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What does it mean to have ‘free will’?
It’s a phrase that is used very casually, as though it carries an identical meaning to us all. It’s particularly important if you want to pursue a path of mystical self-development, since the whole idea of ‘will’ is a central concept of work on the self.
What is will? We take its very existence for granted, but we should be clear in our own minds as to what we mean by it. We could say that will prevails. It is a kind of force that determines what happens next – as much as that is under our control. We will return to this subtlety of this point at the end of this short post.
It would be useless, as King Canute is reputed to have done, to exercise our will to hold back the incoming tide. Actually, Canute was a wise ruler…
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The Light Behind the Story 