Saturday, March 1, 2008

Not thinking

I do a great deal of thinking, as readers will notice.

This doesn't, however, mean that I endorse the activity. There are times, in fact, when I don't think. That is, I have numerous experiences where the mind shuts down, so to speak, and all that is present is a state in which the world just arrives. States of this kind-- which arise from a certain form of inner gravity--are saturated, and become a meaning in and of themselves. I don't need to assign meaning to them, because in these moments I can see that "meaningful meaning" already exists, before "I" get there.

One might say that meaning is inherent within the dharma, in the same way that satisfaction is potentially inherent within the organism.

I'm sure most of you will find this quite hard to believe, but the thinking part as we usually experience it isn't really necessary for most of life. A great deal of the time we spend "thinking" is actually just time spent uselessly spinning our wheels, adopting and examining various theories about life ...most of them based on our emotional reactions. At such times the mind is like a monkey jumping through the trees, leaping adeptly from one branch to another...

for what?

The idea of inner silence is based around a kind of quiescence that accepts and receives. This experience has a good deal to do with yesterday's post about satisfaction. To accept and receive without the usual deconstructing and nit-picking can be refreshing.

To stop thinking and allow impressions to flow in less impeded would be a big thing. Thinking, however, is so ingrained that unless the organism itself decides to step in and lend a hand with this, there's no reasonable way to side-step the process short of regular, committed efforts at meditation.

I'll have to stop here for today, as the wife calls...

May your roots find water, and your leaves know sun.

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