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The eerie sound of swords clash for worldly power, the fall of giants shake the earth blocking economic pathways and the roar of irrationalism as tidal waves suffocate the weak. Yet when we look to the heavens there is an expanded stillness; a forgotten song that rings a reminder to contemplate an order beyond the scope of depravity, dust and shadow. It is good to know that there is more to life than meets the eye.


“Our alienation from ourselves, and our ignorance are thus a just punishment of our withdrawal from existence. On the contrary, the love that the soul has for herself leads her to self-knowledge and communion with the divinity.” – Ennead VI, 5, 44


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  1. Iona says:

    A much needed timely reminder in light of recent events.

    ‘…Such differences express the egoistic, partial, and limited viewpoint of the individual–the viewpoint of “the frog at the bottom of the well” or of “a vinegar-fly at the bottom of the barrel,”as mentioned by Chuzng-tzu: “All I knew of the Tao was what a vinegar-fly stuck inside a barrel can know of the universe. If the master had not lifted the lid, I would still be unaware of the universe in its integral grandeur.” Such disinterestedness and indifference bring us back to an original state: the quiet and peace which exists deep within us. It preexists the affirmation of our individuality against the world and against other people, and hence preexists the egotism and egocentricity which separate us from the universe, and which sweep us inexorably into the worried pursuit of pleasure and the perpetual fear of pain.’ (Pierre Hadot, What Is Ancient Philosophy?)

    Or, to put it in more earthy imagery, this old Japanese allegory related by Kosho Uchiyama:

    Behind a temple there was a field where there were many squashes growing on a vine. One day a fight broke out among them, and the squashes split up into two groups, making a big racket shouting at one another.

    The head priest heard the uproar and, stepping outside to see what was going on, found the squashes quarreling. The priest scolded them in a booming voice. “Hey, you squashes! What are you doing out there fighting? Everyone do zazen.”

    The priest taught them how to do zazen. “Fold your legs like this, sit up, and straighten your back and neck.” While the squashes were sitting zazen in the way the priest had taught them, their anger subsided and they settled down.

    Then the priest said quietly, “Everyone put your hand on top of your head.” When the squashes felt the top of their heads, they found some weird thing attached there. It turned out to be the vine that connected them all together. “This is really strange. Here we’ve been arguing when actually we’re all tied together and living just one life. After that, the squashes all got along with each other quite well.

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