Act 27; scene 423 – Karma & Ego

I’ve been reading Ram Dass and Eckhart Tolle and Seth Speaks for several years, have recently been watching videos of the messages that have come through Dolores Cannon. DC talks of the importance of working out karma that has accumulated. Most spiritual writers/teachers talk of the ego, of illusion, and RD talks of developing “the witness”, that part of us that we feel and know as being in us, sort of “behind the scenes”, observing us do what we do in our daily, hourly, lives. It’s a friendly thing; is just our true self that’s been through all of our lifetimes with us — our soul, our spirit. I recently wrote a sort of poem calling this witness The Anonymous Heart.

And for me, that RD witness concept works well when I think of theatre, stage, actor, director, script-writer, and audience. The witness is like the director and script-writer, being in the audience watching what’s going on on the stage, in the life, much of it being improvisation, based generally on the script that it wrote at the beginning of the lifetime. And our ego is like the actor out there on the stage, interacting and improvising with other actors who were included by agreement in that script: the existence of that arrangement and agreement is described by both Seth and DC, among many others of course.

So where does the karma exist? It gets developed there in the improvisation on the stage, between and among the actors, the egos. Resentment, anger, fear, disappointment — the list can go on … it all gets developed and exists there on the stage among the actors. It’s they who want to hold on to that stuff, because it gives them something to work with in their improvised roles. So if we’re looking to let go of our karma, to get it worked out and not create any more of it, it’s just to tell our ego-actor to stop doing that stuff, say what needs to be said and do what needs to be done among the other actors, and start doing and saying things differently, meaning saying and doing things that are based in love.  And DC and Seth both say that we absolutely have the “power” to affect our lives in that way, in any way that we want to. Our witness, our anonymous heart, can make adjustments to the script and to the stage directions any time we ask it to. We just have to become more consciously aware of that witness, that heart, than we are of the ego-actor. We have to “identify” less and less with the ego-actor and more and more with the witness-heart.

The ego-actors create interactions based in their fears about their roles. The witness-heart writes the script based in love. It’s about motivation based not on what one will get or not get, but rather on what one can give.

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A Quote from Ram Dass

So there will be awkward situations, where when you experience totality, you will act in a way that will be in opposition to the cultural expectations, and the heavens will fall on you, and there’ll be judgement. But if you are rooted in the deepest truth of your moment, then you are standing on as strong a ground as you have.

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Our Anonymous Heart

How is the soul

What is the soul

Where is the soul

Where are we when we feel the soul

Is the soul the same as the heart when we say
Follow your heart
Your heart knows the way

And is that heart and that soul the same as what we call Intuition

That still small voice within

And is that who we are really

And when we make a choice, who is it who makes that choice

Does that that made that choice have our name

Is that our soul that makes the choice

Or does our soul witness us making the choice

And after the choice is made
and the events and reactions and emotions are unfolding

Is it that that has our name that
is engaged in all of the unfolding

Is our soul our heart our intuition engaged
or is it audience to all of the unfolding

As the scene unfolds in front of us

Who is it that is engaged, experiencing the reactions and the emotions

And what of us is witness to it all

Can we sense that part of us that is witness to it all

That knows that all will be well

And so then this thing that knows that all will be well

Is that not the same as what we would call our heart

The heart that we would follow

Maybe even call God

Our bigger heart

Our eternal heart that is not the same

As the temporary heart that is with our name

Is that not our anonymous heart

Our own part of the one heart

That is so often called God

The One Anonymous Heart

 

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The Anonymous Heart, and Reality Behind Time

I just read a Ram Dass piece that he called “The Predicament of Somebodyness”. He talks of how we are stuck in the illusion that we are somebody — an amalgam of personality traits and goals and social-psychological concepts and constructs that we have adopted since being born — and that part of that illusion is that time is passing. So if the passing of time is an illusion, then the “Be Here Now” sense is that what there is in front of us and in our hearts at each moment is “all that there is”. That there is no past or future that is pertinent except to the extent that our personality constructs buy into the illusion that it is pertinent. The reality is in a place behind all of that. Our anonymous heart is behind all of that. And yes you’re right — behind all of that in both meanings of that phrase.

“Be Here Now” (Ram Dass) ; “The Power of Now” (Eckhart Tolle) ;  — it’s a beautifully powerful and freeing feeling to know and feel that the elements and dynamics of the moment that’s right here in front of us right now is all that really matters. We don’t need to feel guilt about anything from the past or anxiety about anything in the future. All that there is, is our anonymous heart’s improvisational interaction with the scene that’s being performed in front of us at this single moment.

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A Mood Setter

One thing that is fun to use as a focal point for meditation — and it’s good to remember that every moment is ultimately a sort of meditation — is your own smile.

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Symphony

How many types of music are there?
How many types do you listen to?
Can you listen to a style that you don’t ordinarily listen to, and somehow, maybe with a little expansion of yourself, a little relaxing of yourself, begin to feel it?

Each person we meet brings a new little tune, a new melody, a new verse, into the symphony that we are all a part of composing.

Tell The Truth. Love Everyone.

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Checking Personality Attachments

A check for those attachments that Ram Dass talks about — that it’s best not to have them; that without such attachments, one has found a state of true freedom.

Can I let something go without having a feeling that I’ve somehow betrayed myself? Without having a feeling that now, I don’t quite know who I am any longer?

— My preference in ice cream flavors? Or favorite brand of blue jeans?
— My ideas about the kind of work or hobbies that I do?
— My dislike of, disappointment in, maybe even hatred of, a political system or                                 organization or figure?
— My animosity toward or yearning for someone I once had a relationship with?
— My passion for art history? Or for horror movies? Or for skiing?
— This lifetime?

Can I step back a bit and look at any of these sorts of things and truly say to myself —                                                                                                                                                                                                        “Yeah, I’m good without that.”

It can still be okay to have these sorts of things, as something like props and prompts in the daily and ongoing improvisational theater that is our lives; but to also be able to walk off the stage and leave them there, when that particular scene or act is over.

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You To Be You

He said, “Love is so hard to find; everybody’s so scared.”
She said, “Love is easy to find,” and shook the knot from her hair.
Who, and what, and why, and when
The questions never end.
Then a spider lands, upon a hand,
A hurricane clears away the names,
The eyes inside recognize the signs and
Love comes from the outside,
Love comes from the inside,
Love just wants you … You To Be You.

They said they’d tried this thing called love
and tried and tried and tried.
They said Agape conquers all and it starts when
there’s nothin’ to hide.
Who, and what, and why, and when,
The questions never end.
Then a rainbow lands upon a hand,
A hurricane clears away the pain,
The eyes inside recognize the signs and
Love comes from above.
Love comes from below.
Love just wants you … You To Be You.

You say Love is a distant thing, it never quite comes home.
Expectations high or low, you’re still just loving alone.
Who, and what, and why, and when,
The questions never end.
Then another’s hand takes your hand,
The hurricane turns the other way,
The eyes inside recognize the signs and
Love comes from the outside,
Love comes from the inside,
Love just wants you … You To Be You.

 

recorded version at:     soundcloud.com/wkh

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The Long Way Here

I took the long way here,
And I need you now to just listen.
You know the finest wine has to take its time,
The paths of life don’t always rhyme,
And I’ve had a perfect vision,
Get clouded
And almost disappear.

I took the long way here.
At every crossroad I knew where you were.
But the old pain was my leader,
The wrong reasons always felt much better,
And even though I knew where you were,
I took the long way here.

Now I’m making my own second chances,
I’ve loosened up all those old defences,
So tell me the things that you never get tired of
And I’ll take you to the island where I’ve kept my love,
Take you to the island where I’ve kept my love,
Kept my love,
Kept my love,
My Love, My Love, My Love.

I took the long way here.
There’s no question about happiness,
I’m just gonna do what I do best,
And I’m staying here.

I love that island that I used to live on,
I love that island that I used to be,
But the long way here has made me over,
And now I can love with every part of me,
And I’m staying here.
I’m staying here.
I’m staying here.

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Presence

All too often, I think I feel the touch of your hair.
More than often, I drift and I think you’re really here.
Laughter — echoes away.

Only human, I miss you, miss you night and day.
More than human, your presence never really goes away.
After you, what do I do?

Your presence, your presence, your presence,
Alway here.
And I know, I know it’s you.

What, I wonder, what good comes of this?
I feel your presence, but I can’t feel your kiss.
Seems I’m under, seems I’m under a spell —
I seem to have forgotten, forgotten what’s in myself.
Your presence has carried me here.

Your presence, your presence, your presence,
Is making me clear.
And I know, I know it’s me.

 

recorded version at:      soundcloud.com/wkh

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