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Friday, January 22, 2010

Realtime Righteousness in Second Birth

At the turn of the year, a yogi asked another yogi: What are your new year resolutions for 2010?

Yogi #2: Realtime Righteousness


Yogi #1: What's that exactly?

Yogi #2: Well, in the previous stage of growth in self-realization, righteousness and spiritual conduct had been establishing within me, but it was a process which entailed listening to the Guru's advice externally, mentally processing the advice into positive conditionings, eliminating negative conditionings and meditating for silence. The brain was an intermediary which instroduced necessary but inefficient brokering of righteousness. Necessary, because the inner being, the soul hasn't evolved enough for lesser brain and more heart based righteousness. The next stage is when the connection with the all-pervading is less riddled with doubts, fears and thoughts, so that the righteousness can just flow instantaneously. Just like dial-up and broadband internet.

Initially we needed to dial-up to the provider, we counted the minutes of use, downloaded data, wen't offline and processed it. It was inefficient, but the best approach at the time. Now that broadband connection is available, everytime you are working at the computer, it is impossible to do 90% of the tasks without a live connection. Thus, when the new bandwidth is available in our subtle system to handle the new age of spiritual conduct, we just jump onto that mode spontaneously one day, because our dial-up was too broken to fix and we needed to upgrade - no choice. Similarly, the first stage of offline righteousness had worked until December 2009, and the crumbling of the approach had begun. It was terrifying at the start, but the grace of the Comforter was standing by, assuring yogi #2 to witness the awesome creative power which destroys only selectively, and to make space for new spiritual infrastructure within. The accuracy of destruction is astounding as all innocent parts of the soul were retained and built around.



In the end, it seemed like the bird had been hatched out of the egg. The destruction was only the temporary protective egg shell, which was bound to break one day, anyways. Now the bird is out, can see reality directly, rather than interpret indirectly it from the sounds and words of the Mother outside and above. Now, in the lap of the Mother - not as an egg, but as a bird ready to fly fearlessly and do all that the Mother wishes Her offspring to do.

So its not the end, just the beginning of a new stage, which may also reach saturation one day and be abandoned in favor of newer, higher life. Like a rocket, dropping off propulsion stages on the way up, the ascent goes on, the old keeps burning up and dropping off and we attain higher and higher orbits. We only need small correction jets once we've escaped the ocean of illusion. We don't feel guilty for the initial noisy and hot state because we start seeing it as a temporary necessity. Now the old one is dead, burnt up and dropped off and the new life begins in second birth, where the only worry is "are we having fun"?




JSM!

Photo Credits: flickr users' Creative Commons photos
1. Erica Marshall of muddyboots.org (we are all connected)
2. chidorian (egg/bird)