Nov 01 2009
Rebirth: the Death of a Fiction
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We can look in our lives. We can look in the world, listen to our brothers and sisters; human, animal, fish, amphibian, trees. Pain runs deep, doesn’t it? But what is it? Pain is the avoidance of our experience. It’s the illusion that we, as individuals and as a culture, can transform out of the defense mechanisms of the Manufactured Self.
This is like having a rotting house and applying a better coat of paint. It’s like these forests in Colorado that fed the Ute, Shoshoni, Arapahoe and Cheyenne peoples for thousands of years, with a lifestyle that the white man disdained as slothful because the First Peoples weren’t busting ass for some task master from dawn to dusk, trying to survive. The white man came, took the gold and cut the forests to feed the mills, then mono-cropped it. Now that forest is dying. In many places it is 85% dead. And the white man is going to “fix” it again. He’s going to “put it to good use” and replant it, too, just like he did last time, except better, always better, always “improving,” with his solutions generating the next problems.
We have this same relationship with our inner wilderness: a constant effort to conquer ourselves, regardless of how we feel, to improve what we profoundly do not know. What I call the journey of the Idiot Hero.
A day comes when we face the pain, we face the rot, we face the reality of our lived experience. A day comes when we notice that we have held the one who shows up in our mirror hostage to our ideas of him - and that she is none of those ideas. He is dying trying to breathe life into those ideas, and dying in a way that feeds little else but the fiction of himself. That is the day that we divest ourselves of our own hype and drop the search for a bigger, gentler, wiser hype. That is emptiness, and it devastates the fantasies a lot of us, of all colors and cultures, are running around in these days. That day is a painful day, and it’s the day that True Healing begins. It’s the day when we’ll learn to live out of something larger than a 1 inch area of our left Temporal-Parietal lobe. Suddenly we notice that there is a body, that there is a heart, gut, genitals, legs, the backside of our bodies, and that they are not just there to be USED, they have their own intelligence, they have been sensing and feeling our lives all along. That can be painful. It is also profoundly enlivening. Our entire civilization is heading toward that day. We know that not only our imagined world, but also our imagined selves will be undone.
There is a Deeper Intelligence inviting us into a Deeper Freedom. Human beings living in cultures of conquest are almost wholly defended from that Deeper Intelligence. Our lives are devoted to making IMAGES of that intelligence so that we can avoid EXPERIENCING it, not only religious images, but scientific images, too. Our culture is based in reducing ourselves and everything else to a mental object. We were taught to worship a so-called God manufactured out of endless narratives of genocide, and some of us discovered that that “God” is dead. Indeed He is. As are all the “Gods” & “Goddesses” that we try to replace him with, in the conviction that divinity is something outside of a “ Manufactured Self” that needs to obey “God” because it is fundamentally “wrong.” What remains for many to discover is that the “Self” that got manufactured in the image of that “God” is just as dead; another mental fiction that devours Life to try to make itself real. A change of clothes doesn’t change the inner reality. It doesn’t matter whether you put on a roman collar, saffron robes, a wizard’s hat or buckskins and beadwork.
There is a Beingness that we are made of and which does not require us to manufacture it. Our very Being is the expression of an intelligence that spontaneously and continuously BIRTHS what we cannot manufacture - and yet we persist in manufacturing part-by-part while we wallow in the toxicity manufactured out of our ignorance of Whole Intelligence. We want to take and get, even though our rapaciousness leaves us with much less than what a simple stopping, noticing, connecting and receiving is offering us continually.
When we can say, as my friend Michael Skye said to me in my last post, “Thank you for your willingness to be with your pain and to love me” then we come to the possibility of true relationship. This is the crux of the matter right now, isn’t it? Because right now, as we ARE, in togetherness there is pain, isn’t there? We love somebody, we want to enjoy their company, offer them the best we can, and then we see all the mechanisms of this disconnective “self” get triggered and engage. We experience how profoundly we resist connection. If we are willing to be with this pain that we carry from a long ways back, that we inherit from many generations, only then can we speak of crossing the threshold of a Loving that might eventually allow us to know each other as “People,” beyond some momentary senti-mentality.
This is a long journey. Maybe we will know each other, some day, as People in whose company we can offer more than momentary “wanting” and then long-winded tolerance. That starts with a new relationship to our own experience. An end to correction and a beginning to connection. It’s like planting seeds in the heart, and not just seeds for ourselves and the people we are with; seeds to human Life and ALL of Life thousands of generations forward. When we are willing to take this journey, not to “get” something, but to make a humble, simple offering to the Beauty of the Life within and without, then we will know how profoundly good it is to be just as we are; and we will offer Life within us a bigger adventure than trying to corral it into our idea of ourselves and the world.
And we can be gentle with this offering, too. Not yanking parts of ourselves out to offer up, but waiting and stopping - maybe a few minutes, hours, days and even years. This offering does not come from our idea of offering, it comes from Life. We don’t “make” it, it comes through us. It is the offering that Life makes to Life through the Life in us. First offer yourself the opportunity to know Life. Then we can set aside our heroism and our mutual tolerance. Maybe that offering requires that you shut the door and offer yourself a little protection, make yourself a sacred place where you can stop and let Life find its harmony again inside of you. Maybe that offering for your people is going to ask you to stop doing all the things you’ve been doing for all those people, all those things you thought made you “good”; a good daughter, son, brother, sister, mother, father, husband, wife, lover, boss, employee, teacher, student, etc. And when you stop, then you’ll FEEL, guaranteed, and your first trained program will be to DO something about what you feel. That’s why this culture doesn’t stop. We’re obsessed with doing because if we stop doing we realize that we’re caught in habits that numb pain but don’t give us joy. My invitation to you is, when you FEEL something inside that you are ashamed of, or want to “spiritualize” away, or want to react and express something to someone about: go back to FEELING, follow the stream of those feelings all the way up to the headwaters of your life, then up the springs of your ancestry and FEEL, just FEEL.
When we can make a little room for our pain, then we’ll be able to make a little room for ourselves, and then each other. When we cease to resist our experience of pain, as it arises inside of us, even when we’re all alone with no physical discomfort, we discover that pain actually IS resistance. In that willingness to cease resisting pain, we suddenly discover that pain is like a doorway that keeps us shut out of the core of our experience. When we open the door we label “pain,” what’s behind it is not “pain” but fundamentally vital. Then we discover that Deep Joy is not only possible, it is indigenous (in the genus) to our humanity, when we allow it’s Living Intelligence. Try it. Experience it for yourself. In that willingness to EXPERIENCE our experience, our journey in search of Freedom FROM turns into a Celebration of Freedom FOR our People, all of them, even the hard-nut cases like ourselves!
Dare to FEEL the Reality WITHIN and beyond who you imagine (image-in) your “self” to be, and within and through what you imagine your pain to be. You are an expression of a Living Intelligence that is much Wiser, more Sensual, Intelligent, Generous, Creative and Kind than your idea of your “self.”
©2009 Olivier Tryba
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Holy Wow! Yesterday I did not read the whole blog, opps! I know myself well enough to know when I can receive information and when I can not, as well as how much! So I gave it a look see, posted it on Facebook to find later, and most of all share with my friends.
This is right what I need to read and to take on, take in, to feel, to wonder, to confuse, to even refuse at some point. I am or have been dancing with my shadows once again, and they make be fearful, depressed because ego wants to dance in the light, yet it is ego that keeps my shadows so hidden and not part of who I am, not a conscious part anyway…
So I am going to come back to this over and over, re-discover, re-learn, feel the feelings that inform me of who I am…
I am Love, Jeff
Dear Jeff,
Thank you for receiving this invitation into your experience.
The ego, fundamentally, is an adaptation to a disconnective culture. It is an attempt to connect to parents and families that are disconnective. It is an adaptation to modulate our parents’ aggression or withdrawal from us because their nervous systems are not able to modulate our growth out of hedonic authenticity. Ultimately it is a protection. It allows us to detach deeply from our FELT experience so that we can, for example, continue to live even after spending hours a day screaming in isolation in our cribs as newborns, for example, and then finally surrendering to the fact that our parents are profoundly disconnected from even the most basic mammalian intelligence. I recommend reading the post on the Manufactured Self.
In the West, we speak of the ego with disdain and without a full appreciation of how the ego serves us and has “saved our ass” so that we could live until today. The “ego” is also another mental object, a fiction, not only in its functioning, but also in how we generally talk about it.
In my upcoming telecourse, participants will discover the actual and various mechanisms and adaptive neurology that we label “ego.” With that kind of clarity, true transformation is possible because it arises from compassion, gratitude and profound appreciation.
Yes, ego keeps your shadows hidden, as you say, because we live in a society where your shadow is not welcome. We proliferate a lot of happy-ass “positive thinking” while having the highest rates of incarceration of fellow human beings of any country on the planet, high levels of interpersonal violence, one of the highest rates of child-on-child homicide, and overwhelming military aggression of other countries during the short 233 year history of the U.S., for example.
In light of that, the ego does a great job and we can be grateful for its help. The flip side is that because we spend our lives struggling for a positivity that has no connection to discomfort, that is an idea rather than a connection to life, we rarely experience joy that actually has some balls and ovaries to it.
As you journey into your felt experience, notice how often you jump into emotionality rather than feeling. I am not saying to repress emotion, but there is profound conditioning to express, suppress, repress, rather than FEEL. Journey into the qualities of felt experience: tightness, contraction, excitation, expansion, lack of energy, hot, cold, prickly, agitation, hunger, arousal, etc. Notice how often there is this tendency to do something about what is felt.
If you’d like to find the light, follow your shadow to its roots. The shadow appears out of the light. If you open that door that we label “fear,” “anger,” “depression” and typically want to avoid, we find that behind that door is the entry into our heart and into the Intelligence that is alive in the entirety of our experience. You can invite all of your cells to experience ecstasy for no reason, to open, to vibrate, to celebrate, and simply notice what resists that invitation.
First and foremost, ENJOY!
O
Thank you O!
I enjoyed reading this very much!
A number of subtleties here that I will allow to percolate!
Deep Bow!
Ben (Zennie)
Thank YOU Ben!
O, my own experience of what you write here, I can best call living into the void. A space has opened and I be there. If I forget, I stop and remember. It is spacious, centered, usually featureless, unless I invite something else in. It has no words for itself, I make up a few. I am getting to know that space. I learned this evening that it is where I return when I want to know what I am feeling.
The words I make up feel trite and inadequate. I have never experienced anything like this before. It’s been coming on for weeks in my cells, and a couple of weeks ago, it just opened up, within. Only I feel like I am within.
That’s enough words.
Not quite. LIfe has never been richer than now.
Dear Carla,
Thanks for sharing this. Yes! “Living into the Void” and knowing its Aliveness is amazing, isn’t it? Total aliveness and no person to experience it. Life experiences Life and there is no end to it.
Pursuing/percieve of happiness for MANY a single independent souls end up on FREUDIAN SOLUTION. HOWEVER MY KARMA HAS ILLUMINATED my CELLS to WALK an illuminated trail traverse by JUNG. Fortunate enough to experience the ditches in the way–glamorous as they appear–religion,entertainment, emotions shopping, and of samatarians clains. One realization sticks out, I’m not alone in this space.
Although, its good to keep one’s head on the shoulder, but its also fun to let it wander around making new trails. Leaving the pain and love in some hard to reach space has been possible for me. I believe the energy flowing through my cells is winding me to a distant path. At times the pull or push of cosmic energy puts my cells into a spiral movement and this is happening now. Thanks traversing this way. Hey, what about those fossiling brothers–muslims and etc.
Saki Data,
Thank you for bringing your luminous trans-Jungian cellular wobble and showing the world how the head can make new trails to the heart as you continually spiral into the inimitable Next of You! Fossils sure are beautiful, given time, and it’s refreshing to emerge through the hard shell of who we knew ourselves to be!
Surely Allah is greater than the names we pin on spin!
Say hi to the trees!