MIRANDA REFLECTS, explorations of Nonduality

Today’s quote:

THE STORY OF THE ABSOLUTE
reflections from Sander Schevers:

Once the idea of an underlying essence appears, it often becomes refined into something more subtle. Instead of saying that everything is made of matter or energy, some teachings say that everything is the absolute. Other words may be used. Consciousness. Being. The Self. The One. The divine. Each of these words attempts to describe the ultimate nature of reality.

The claim may sound profound. Everything is the absolute appearing as the world. Everything is consciousness appearing as form. Everything is the Self manifesting as experience. Such statements often bring a sense of unity or comfort. They suggest that behind the complexity of life there is a single, sacred source.

But again it is worth noticing what is actually appearing. A sound occurs. A sensation arises. Movement unfolds. None of these events present themselves as the absolute. A bird chirping does not announce itself as consciousness expressing itself. A body walking through a room does not declare itself to be the Self in motion. Rain falling does not identify itself as the divine manifesting. These interpretations are added afterward. They arise as explanations about what the events supposedly are. The explanation may feel convincing. It may feel meaningful or beautiful. But the explanation remains a layer of thought applied to the event.

Consider a simple sound. A bird chirps outside a window. The sound occurs. Soon the mind may say: That is nature. Or: That is life expressing itself. Or: That is consciousness appearing as sound. Or: That is the absolute manifesting. Each of these interpretations attempts to describe the sound in a deeper way. But the sound itself did not contain those descriptions. The interpretations arise afterward. They rely on memory, language, and belief.

The idea of the absolute functions as a story. It is a way of explaining the world. It attempts to give a final answer to the question of what everything ultimately is. But the appearance itself does not ask that question. The question arises in thought. And the answer arises there as well. The story of the absolute may feel satisfying. It may bring a sense of completeness. But it remains a story about appearances. It is not something encountered within the appearances themselves.

Without the story, what remains is not mysterious or mystical. It is simply what is already occurring. Sound. Movement. Sensation. Thought. These events unfold continuously. They do not require a hidden essence in order to occur. They do not reveal the absolute behind them. They simply appear. And the explanations about what they ultimately are arise afterward as part of the same unfolding.

---an excerpt from Chapter 26, The Story of the Absolute, from the book, The Center That Was Never There: Language, Self, and the Absence of an Underlying Essence by Sander Schevers

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Miranda Reflects:

From this exceptionally lucid and provocative book comes one of the most direct and incisive explorations of the concept of “the absolute,” the belief in a source of ground of being expressing itself as what appears. This excerpt is not the complete chapter, and the entire book is one of a relatively small number of books on nonduality I would recommend and even suggest is essential reading.

There is great resistance to the suggestion that statements regarding some underlying truth or essence may only be beliefs, no more relevant than beliefs that all is the biblical God’s will or that underlying appearances is the Thetan of Scientology. But any honest look will reveal that all the double-talk attempting to prove such claims is based on an interpretation made by thought about what simply appears. If you had never heard anyone explain the true nature of awareness or consciousness or Brahman, you would never in a million years infer it from the direct immediacy of what simply is, happening without demanding any explanation.

Of course, even ideas that seem to float through apparent minds like dust in the wind arise in the same manner as any appearance and any belief, as innocently as the rain. It is simply noticed that explanations seem to soothe the sense of separation called the “me.” They assuage that feeling of being apart from all that is.

Especially when the solidity of a separate identity seems less and less believable, perhaps after exposure to the nonduality message or glimpses where self seems absent, thoughts attempt to salvage an identity by jumping from a limited person bound by time and space to an infinite and eternal ground of which one is an expression.

You are God, You are Consciousness, You are Pure Awareness appearing as your seemingly separate, ephemeral self. You are the little self awakening to the truth that what you are is actually the Infinite Self. The story is similar to any salvation religious belief, just as the one who feels they have an immortal soul that has been “saved” by Jesus believes they have transcended the boundaries of what simply appears.

But what if there are no explanations? What if this cannot be understood? What if the very idea of explanations and understanding are simply artifacts of a human mind/brain attempting to deal with the unfathomable whirlwind of this, what appears, that does not place it at the center and strips away its stories of meaning? What if even the ideas of knowing and truth and reality are simply more artifacts of human thought?

And what if that is not a problem to be solved, but the freedom of simply this, just as it is; this sense of aliveness without any need for a story about what it is and no separate one who needs to, or even can, find their place in all that simply appears. What if the only “answer” in all the holy books and the teachings of “gurus” is about trying to find an imaginary character’s place in a fictional narrative? And if the book of belief closes, what’s left is what was always already here, just as it appears, and no further questions remain.

---Miranda Warren

 The Center That Was Never There: Language, Self, and the Absence of an Underlying Essence by Sander Schevers





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