THE STORY OF JOHNNY WHOOPER SWAN We go to school trusting our parents. We meet a teacher there who stands up front with a big desk, and a pointer. She or he trains us in an authoritative manner. We attach mentally to a life long need for authority in order to live lives successfully. Right so far? In my case, at the age of 25 I was ready to enter the practice of law where I hoped for success and a happy life finally. Very shortly, very shortly, I became anxious. There was a foreboding. I was made more uncomfortable with each experience. Law work is nothing like what I was told it would be. The system is corrupt. But I still cling to my expectation that career success is necessary to my happiness as a man. Each day my grasp of what the fuck success amounts to after all becomes more clouded, murkier. I hear songs on the airwaves and at concerts which describe my life as the life of a fool. What am I becoming? I want to rip off my business suit to run naked in the street with my hair on fire! But I am too afraid. In strange, weird (weird comes from a word meaning wise), fragmented steps I go about a journey of my own believing myself to be the first man to have failed in such a total way which journey works so as to break up my career, end a marriage, and start an entirely new way of relating with my two children whom I love deeply. Almost magically I meet a woman who is a career counselor who asserts a beautiful message that I am made to be joyful in my work everyday and at all levels. This understanding sets me on a completely new course. It is no longer a world of systems to me but an undivided one of unlimited beauty. It reminds me of a painting. A true masterpiece. I am drawn from within to learn the truth about my identity and nobody else can teach me that. From this point onward I will use thinking capacity for mastering mechanical processes and follow my heart, which includes my whole nature, which includes your whole nature and that of every human being for all the rest. I’ll go by the name Johnny Whooper Swan who does not explain itself to anyone. By my fruits shall I be known. Watch me soar!

Saturday, January 14, 2023

 

LOVE & ATTACHMENT



A holiday, a vacation, a wild lark, what is it? Why is it so attractive? When you get one you immediately have a problem. How do I make use of it? Many people never do get the hang of real fulfillment from these days or hours off. They worry the whole time.


Let me suggest that the reason the concept of a day off is so appealing lies in the letting go of all your attachments if only for a brief time. The feeling is a kind of freedom. The freedom comes from a letting go within your mind of a thousand attachments. The mind then is able to contact the eternal. Eternity is not a long, long time. This is so important to understand. Eternity is outside time. How does it feel? Like a rolling stone? It is most important that a rolling stone is not in a position to stop its rolling. Something else will have to stop it. It will have to attach.


When you go for a lark you are willing to give yourself permission to let go of attachments in order to do this unusual thing that sounds to you like it should be fun. For example, you cannot climb a mountain carrying all your furniture on your back. You cannot drive two cars there. You cannot bring all your friends with you. You cannot bring a library of books along. Now, ask your mind, is it possible for me to end all my attachments completely to experience eternity now while I am alive? Be still. Do not try for an answer. Let the question answer itself. It will if you mean it and won’t tamper. The answer when it comes will blow your mind and you will weep with joy and feel absolute gratitude for your life.


When a man and a woman marry they could, could they not, consider that they are letting go of all attachments to free themselves to find out together who they really are? Any other way is beginning a marriage in deceit and assuring neither spouse will experience the eternal truth until the last day of life. It amounts to “I, the attacher, who has attached all my life, wanting to go free as an adult now hereby attach to you!” Can it be seen love does not enter that picture. 


The only legitimate marriage has to be in the nature of ending the life of the attacher to discover whether I am capable of loving anyone. It has been told that if you ever plan to marry first learn to love a  bug, then a rock, then a cloud, then the Sun and then, maybe, you can be ready to love another human being.


Just whisper the line between you and me is not there. 


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