June 15, 2014 - Transcending Duality

JUNE 15, 2014   SUNDAY MORNING

    Hi, Honey Bun.  I've been dreaming with you.  A dream which teases to reveal important insights but keeps them just out of my reach.  These dreams... these astral... these mental experiences in the infinite realm of consciousness -- they are more truly life than the physical, which is increasingly showing its underpinnings as immaterialism.

    Let me just briefly try to tighten this view a little bit here.

    The Irish philosopher George Berkeley believed that philosophers like Descartes and Locke did not go far enough.  These philosophers distinguished between material objects and the ideas that represent the objects.  A major problem with this is that they could not provide a reliable account of the connection between the material objects and the ideas by which we perceive those objects.  What is observed in consciousness they believed to be only representations of the material world, not the things themselves.  

    Berkeley suggested, however, that common sense dictates that there are only two crucial elements involved in perception: the perceiver and what is perceived.  He argued that the absurd, philosophically conceived material object should be eliminated from the picture.  Only the ideas that we directly perceive are real.

    Okay, that said, let me get on with my letter to you, Honey Bun.

    In last night's dream scene, you appeared to be in your late thirties or early forties.  You were in the bathroom brushing your hair.  You frowned at me when I brought up one of those subjects even long time married couples never come to an agreement on.  Your frown cut my words off in mid sentence and I knew that you had stopped listening right at that point.

    I flared up in angry frustration because this was one of those breaks in communications between us that I felt we have never been able to bridge.  I felt that you had never tried to understand and therefore never even learned there was much more depth to the whole subject that you were unaware of.  There was a huge iceberg of context beneath this tiny tip at the top which you forever refused to go beyond.  And here you were again, shutting your mind tightly against any information I had to give about the subject.

    Suddenly I had a pillow in my hand and in a rage of frustration I hit you on the head with it.  I pulled back on the force of the swing and it only lightly landed on you, for I really did not want to hurt you. I love you too much for that.  I just wanted to express my frustration that we were yet again at this same old impasse.

    And that's when I woke up.  The violence, even if only emotional and the act even if only lightly swinging a pillow, was horrifying enough to me to yank me out of sleep.

    Why? I asked myself.  Why am I having these angry dreams involving you?  

    A little bit pondering suggested you were okay and that indeed you might have engineered the argument yourself to make me remember we were together in the astral last night.  So I relaxed a little because my main concern is to help you and love you in any way I can, not to hurt you.  I know this.  How can I not?  So there is no question on that score.  And I know as certain as I know the sun is shining in the sky that you love me.

    But still why?  This why includes a whole lot more to this simple episode than can ever be revealed in words... or in time... because any answer to this “why” will lead to another why and another why after that,  and a whole chain reaction of "why"s and reasons that will expand outward over infinity in every direction.  To undercover the reason for anything lets loose an explosion of new questions, new “why”s, each one of those releasing its own brood of questions newer still, ad infinitum.  

    Such questions and answers are like the yin and yang of life.  They make up a whole realm of being, of incarnated being, which we must eventually transcend in order to stop their nagging.

    Paul McCartney might have been right when he sang, "Let it be.  Let it be.  There will be an answer.  Let it be."  

    But the answer will have to be in transcendent consciousness, consciousness orders of magnitude above the half conscious state of duality and causality and yin yang.  The answer is the ultimate truth which reveals itself in Transcendence above the material plane.

    I think “why” is at best a thread of yarn we unravel and pull on and follow and follow and follow to the ends of infinite awareness, because the whole oneness of reality is the only pure, unadulterated answer to the why of any of its parts.  We must see its wholeness to know its parts for what they are.  A piece of a puzzle makes no sense until you see it in the context of its rightful place within the whole.

    If we are struggling and trying to force our minds to see the truth, we create friction that separates us from the real harmony of the whole universe.  All its parts are really in lockstep, from the humblest of subatomic particles to the greatest of super galaxies.  All the parts are working together in unison, in an indescribable correlation called “now.”  

    We’ll never get a spiritual level understanding until we surrender to this great correlation and let ourselves be synchronized with this infinite simultaneous movement.  So, yes, Sir Paul McCartney.  We should relax and let it be.  We should stop trying to force the issue and just observe the process.  And then there will be an answer.  Let it be.

    There always is an answer when we are patient and observant.

    Another part of that dream last night, I was holding and hugging a beautiful little girl in my arms.  She looked like a tiny precious you, Christel.  I believe she was the infant part of you which is hidden from the dull senses of the physical plane but spread out clearly in the higher dimensions where we meet during the night.

    I love you.  Let’s get to work, shall we?  We can pick up where we left off last time, copying and pasting letters into our eBook currently under construction.