The state we get in when we meditate
The not-quite-sleep state
Or the mostly sleep state
Or, perhaps, even the sleep state (presuming that mediation-sleep is different than sleep-sleep, which is my experience)
We/some call it unconsciousness or semi-consciousness
I don’t think so
I think it’s a lie our egos tell us
I think it’s, if anything, hyperconscious
More connected to whatever-you-want-to-call-it (the divine, god, the universe…)
It’s not UNconscious
It’s egoless (or, ego-reduced) consciousness
All of our individual egos and whatever group ego there might be have a HUGE stake in us not believing this
Our ego carries our sense of self, our traumas, our fears, and our survival…
It’s been a truism on the web for millions of years of internet-time. “Content is king.”
It’s nonsense. Don’t believe a word of it.
Context rules all.
Content derives a large part of its meaning from its context, so if you control the context, you can have an outsized effect on the meaning of any content. Any content.
In an Orwellian fashion, you can change black to white while even suppressing the knowledge that it’s being done. It’s a scarily powerful way to influence people.
Killing your mother, for instance, is generally regarded as a bad thing. Give it the right context, though, and it can become heroic. The manipulation of contexts is a very powerful tool that is used every day on all of us, mostly without even knowing about it. It’s a tool that is part of the national defense toolkit, and a large hammer in every political consultants’ black bag of tricks. …
My internal landscape is so much larger than it used to be. I feel like the Tardis now, bigger on the inside than on the outside. The people who follow me (bless you all) know that I have been meditating for 30 years and I write in the hopes that it can help other people walk the path and achieve what many meditative philosophies say is a waypoint; being able to be an observer inside one’s own head.
A few years ago my internal map “zoomed out,” so that the depression, addiction, and anxiety that were most of my inner life before suddenly became just part of a larger landscape. That theme park is still there and I can zoom back in anytime (and sometimes it still zooms out at me). …