• May 27, 2019

    I attended a concert in which two splendidly trained musicians played cello concerti by Beethoven and Grieg. It was enlightening to experience the difference in the compositions.

    The Beethoven communicated extraordinary order. What do I mean by order? There was a delightful balance between the two instruments, a dialogue in which one unfolded and revealed the other, coherence in the melody lines, evolution of the theme and reprise where it was needed. The concerto unveiled the intimate connection between order and beauty. In classical Indian philosophy, this is sattva (goodness, constructiveness, harmony).

    By order I do not mean the squared off, static nature of modern office buildings but rather the dynamic balancing and rebalancing of the elements which characterize living systems and real creative endeavour. Beauty requires order but not all order is beautiful.

    The Grieg composition was emotional and incoherent. Ideas were begun and abandoned without development. The two instruments were at odds with each other. The pace was feverish and every line seemed to end in higher volume. In Sanskrit, it would be categorized as tamas (darkness, destructive, chaotic).

    Perhaps this is a commentary on the possible range of the human condition?

    Do I give too much importance to emotion, by which I tend to mean passion? This rarely amounts to feeling; more often it reflects an intensity of sensation. The ‘higher emotions’ of clarity, order and beauty are perhaps too subtle to attract and hold my attention yet these are the ones most open to possible discovery and transformation. To apprehend these qualities, I must have order in myself. For this, certain music may be helpful.

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  • May 18, 2016

    Presence is not a dry state. It is the doorway to all the bardos, the spaces that conform to states of being. The ones I can access are determined by the signature of my essence and are therefore not limitless in number but the possibilities are nonetheless immense. Dis-identification remains the initial necessary step. Hopefully, then I am visited by that mysterious aesthetic sense which is the motive power for movement in the realms of being.

    What do you mean by aesthetic sense?

    It is a sensation of connecting to the nameless, to something that is at once familiar and unknowable. It has a dimension of beauty but also poignancy, like the song of night-birds from deep in the forest. Perhaps you could say it is a setting of the nervous system which does not engage thinking but rather invokes feeling and awakens the heart. This sensation is always available to the one who is present and disinterested in the superficial phenomena of the present moment.

    In classical Tibetan Buddhism, there are six bardos.

    Yes, this is the standard religious teaching. But there are many more…it is a house of many mansions. A bardo is a place in-between. It is a space of unchanging permanence separating moments of ordinary reality. We experience a bardo as a point of transition outside of horizontal time. Bardos are like seams of pure being running through the flux of phenomena.

    Think of ordinary reality as a video game. There is a succession of screens in which various characters and events collide within a fixed frame. Moving from one frame to another, there is a moment between when the programming is suspended, a moment of unprogrammed reality. We do not notice this, as we are on our way to the next screen, anticipation fully engaged. We are identified with the phenomena within the frame. Presence makes it possible to cease forward momentum and notice the transitions. The aesthetic sense makes it possible to travel along the seams.

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