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The following post was originally published here:
Waves and The Ocean
Waves are the things that happen, from the smallest thought to world-changing events. The shit that happens.
The
Ocean is the Big Picture, the unity that is partly seen, or
occasionally glimpsed. It is the mystery that cannot be explained. The
substratum of consciousness.
There
is the ocean. And there are waves on the ocean. If you see only the
waves they are as we usually see the events of life. There is randomness
and coincidence and an apparent capriciousness in how things happen. We
may think about it and take it personally. There are times and places,
some to be sought out and some avoided. We dodge and weave to avoid
impact and seek out sheltered places. And possibly end up blaming god
for his all-too-human careless nature.
But if
you also include the ocean where the waves play on the surface, the
waves themselves would look exactly the same but their impact and
influence would be perceived differently. The waves do have their
significance, but they are limited in perception to place and time. They
come, they happen, they go. Storms and calm are a part of the weather
cycle to be dealt with, or not, or accepted, or not.
Riding the waves
There
is a certain inevitability; an acceptance of experience to be had. Not
being influenced beyond a certain point by the randomness of the waves
and seeking out the inscrutability of the ocean is the learning, and
there the wisdom is found.
Wisdom
is not in the actual riding of the waves, no matter how magnificently
we do it; but it is in riding the waves a certain way that we begin to
see better the waves as part of the ocean. Riding the waves is
incidental to the knowledge of the ocean on which the waves take place.
We
experience the waves, liking and disliking as they come and go, but
there is also some deeper understanding, which goes beyond endurance and
desire, to wisdom acquired through ongoing wave-like experience.
The
breath of air far away may have caused the storm; our place too
apparently coincidental in the thick of it. No matter how the waves
themselves might shape up, instead of accidents of nature and timing
they are part of the uniqueness of the ocean, just as our experience in
the same scheme of things is too.
Discovering purpose in randomness
We may
accept this, in part, when we read about it, consider it
philosophically and think about it. But when the waves are bigger,
wilder, more unpredictable than ever before we have been able to deal
with, then we lose balance and get tossed and thrown. And our
philosophical viewpoint is also tossed and thrown out. But the actual
experience of riding the waves can eventually bring us to the real
knowledge. It depends on the point of view.
Every
wave, every experience, is an opportunity to discover more the
connection between wave and ocean, through mastering the art of riding
the waves. The inevitability of waves is not random fate, even if it may
seem so. But more even than just dealing with things we don’t
understand, there is a purpose outlined in this existence for every
participant in creation. To realise that purpose and put it into
conscious practice is the goal of life. That’s what we’re here for.
Thoughts,
hopes and actions of the individual will not suddenly change - even
good people make bad decisions - but the end purpose of living will be
found if the waves of individual nature are accepted and understood in
relation to the ocean of consciousness. To reject it out of hand -
usually as a result of the strength of the storm - is actually to lose
sight of the purpose.
Waves without an ocean?
And
that What-about-life question is also one of the waves; one that tries
to define the ocean itself. It is an essential question, usually
overlooked until that particular wave comes along. Even when ocean,
consciousness or god, are rejected or neglected, the question about the
vacuum that exists when you know there is nothing of permanence is the
point of departure on this particular road of discovery:
That
waves arise out of the ocean and return to the ocean; that waves of
every type and description are a part of the ocean and do not exist
separately from the ocean; and that no matter how we arrange ourselves
to accommodate it nothing changes the truth of that.
Once
the goal, one’s personal aim in life, is known then the voyage begins.
Waves will never stop. But if the measure and the movement is in keeping
with the personal aim, the waves of the world and the waves of the mind
will be understood and dealt with differently than before. There will
be knowledge of when to advance, when to retreat; when to speak out and
when to be silent; when to move and when to be still.
We
make mistakes, many mistakes, continually. We hear our own advice and
don't heed it; we take wrong turnings and go off track - sometimes even
as we do it we know it. That’s part of the deal, it's
how we learn, so we travel on. Forgive yourself; forgive others. We
have seen the chart. We have a compass. There is something to trust
somewhere, a star to steer by. But most of all, in going forward where
we are sure we must go - dealing with the random and surprising events
of life as they turn up - the awareness of the all-embracing nature of
the ocean is surely, gradually going to become clearer.
Life is a meditation - meditation is life
This
is the real purpose of meditation. We may have the breath to fall back
on; we may have powerful practices that awaken the energy; we may have
the magic of mantra that dispels the darkness; we may have faith in
external objects, people or forces that strengthen our practice.
But
make no mistake, however we go about it, meditation will eventually
bring us to see and confront all the waves in the mind in due course.
But undeceived by thought about it. So that instead of waves causing
attention to be wholly distracted by the ever-changing storm or calm, we
may instead catch a glimpse, a glimmer of the vastness of the ocean.
If
that happens, it will have been worth it to pursue it, what you had to
do for it. So there remains the choice to do it that way or have life
come and get you for the same purpose? Well, it does anyway, but that’s
another matter.
For a short story on the same theme, if you haven’t already, please go to Life's Purpose