Monday, December 8, 2008
TRANSLATION versus TRANSFORMATION
If you want to transform you will reach a place that opens up pure transformation. Until that point you will have translated information to suit you gathering more resources, distinctions and qualification of existence. We need to translate and transform at the same time they work together. When the ego is less identified with 'looking good' we will enter this phase of transformation and this is when our life really changes. This is when we evolve and when we truly know thyself and at the same time transcend self. This is when we are courageous and experience what it is to be free and simultaneously opened right up. This becomes the GIG when this happens - the gig of expressing this and what is true for us all - as Ken says we then have to start SHOUTING.....
" But with transformation, the very process of translation itself is challenged, witnessed, undermined and eventually dismantled. With typical translation, the self (or subject) is given a new way to think about the world (or objects); but with radical transformation, the self itself is inquired into, looked into, grabbed by its throat and literally throttled to death. Put it one last way: with horizontal translation—which is by far the most prevalent, widespread and widely shared function of religion — the self is, at least temporarily, made happy in its grasping, made content in its enslavement, made complacent in the face of the screaming terror that is in fact its innermost condition. With translation, the self goes sleepy into the world, stumbles numbed and nearsighted into the nightmare of samsara, is given a map laced with morphine with which to face the world. And this, indeed, is the common condition of a religious humanity, precisely the condition that the radical or transformative spiritual realizers have come to challenge and to finally undo. For authentic transformation is not a matter of belief but of the death of the believer; not a matter of translating the world but of transforming the world; not a matter of finding solace but of finding infinity on the other side of death. The self is not made content; the self is made toast." Ken Wilber http://www.enlightennext.org/magazine/j12/wilber.asp?page=1
When the self is made toast the self becomes free, when this happens we become divinity in action, we incorporate spirit and being ness into our daily lives. The idea of soul and life purpose is how we translate information to suit ourselves and where we reside. It is conceptual and a compartmentalized activity we use to feel good. When it is integrated beyond our self serving need and it is really GOT deeply within - we walk as a humble human wrapped in the glow of what it is to know the maker runs through me. To know I am the maker, to know I am what is and to know all of it and none of it matters. The 'I' is aware and the 'I' within no longer exists.
“Let it start right here, right now, with us—with you and with me—and with our commitment to breathe into infinity until infinity alone is the only statement that the world will recognize. Let a radical realization shine from our faces, and roar from our hearts, and thunder from our brains—this simple fact, this obvious fact: that you, in the very immediateness of your present awareness, are in fact the entire world, in all its frost and fever, in all its glories and its grace, in all its triumphs and its tears. You do not see the sun, you are the sun; you do not hear the rain, you are the rain; you do not feel the earth, you are the earth. And in that simple, clear, unmistakable regard, translation has ceased in all domains, and you have transformed into the very Heart of the Kosmos itself—and there, right there, very simply, very quietly, it is all undone. Wonder and remorse will then be alien to you, and self and others will be alien to you, and outside and inside will have no meaning at all. And in that obvious shock of recognition—where my Master is my Self, and that Self is the Kosmos at large, and the Kosmos is my Soul—you will walk very gently into the fog of this world, and transform it entirely by doing nothing at all.” Ken Wilber
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