Reflections

Early in the evening as the sun retreats in the distant east, from behind the buildings a red moon stealthy and gently rises. Blushing and shy, no sooner had it appeared that it hid behind a thin veil of clouds, visible now and again from between the patches. Across from the parking lot, on a rooftop, the previous day’s rain had formed a pool. And in that pool hidden from the passer-by eyes, the moon floated, reflected, appeared and disappeared. Very near, twenty or so pigeons sat closely in a row watching in silence and stillness.

If we could see our reflections in a mirror, what would we see? Of course I am not talking about our outer appearances or reflections, but inner ones. I don’t know if you have done this or not, but if you sat as quietly as those pigeons and watched the inner scenery of passing images, judgments, problems, solutions, desires, dislikes, regrets, hopes, positive thoughts, negative thoughts, neutral thoughts-that rush through one’s mind from dawn to dusk and during sleep in the forms of dreams-if one sat quietly and simply observed these without judging or identifying with them what would one see or experience? In other words, have you ever asked what may lie beyond the incessant stream of thinking and thought, if anything at all? If thoughts as we know it, slowed down or momentarily took the backseat what would happen? If the repetitive and automatic movements of worry, hope, wanting and not wanting did not exhaust the brain daily, what would come of the vast energy accrued? What sorts of brain activity would then be? Would a creative way of thinking blossom? What do you say to these questions? Of course, if one has not had a direct experience as such, what answer one comes up with would be mere ideas and theories, more thoughts that is. But still, do these questions even interest one? Or is one so caught and addicted to thinking that cannot even consider these?

 One may hear some “clever” minds out there replying, “I am not like that”, or “my mind does not work that way”, or “I only have wholesome and positive thoughts”, or even better, “I am too busy ‘living’ to bother with these questions”. Well, if there is simply no interest, then there isn’t much to talk about. And that is all right too, no judgment. But what if one is interested and curious to investigate? I am reminded of a story that has made a strong impression on me (one needs to read between its lines):

 One day a hungry pregnant tigress runs into a group of goats grazing about. Being very hungry it makes a hasty ferocious attack, but it fells off the hilltop, breaks its neck and dies. Goats seeing the tiger’s attack, all scatter around. But as nothing happens, they go back to find the tigress dead while it had given birth to a cub. Being paternal they raise the cub as their own. The cub grows to be the most miserable young tiger and always-in pain. Because neither its jaws, nor its stomach/intestine were suitable for chewing and digesting grass, and yet, that’s just what he was taught. Until one day, a big hungry tiger makes an attack on the goats. Again, the goats run away, but the young tiger being a tiger at heart stays put. It doesn’t run away. When the big tiger sees this, it is mortified. “What!!! You are living with goats!!!!” It thunders. “Maaaaa”, replies the young tiger like a goat. At this point, the big tiger grabs the young one by the neck and takes it to a pond, a pond that was stand still. “Look into the pond,” commands the big tiger. When the young tiger looks into the still pond, what does it see?

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Oct, 04, 2014

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