Sunday, 02 September 2012 11:32

Behind the Iron Kirtan

Kirtan is devotional music in the form of call-and-response. When there is a positive rapport between the solo vocalist and the responsive sangha, great heights of sublime feeling can be reached. But this audible kirtan is only a metaphor for the golden kirtan that is the call and response that occurs between God and the soul during deep samadhi.

There is also another kind of kirtan, the demonic call and response between the superego and the ego, that goes on almost constantly in the mind of an unenlightened individual. It is this sort of iron kirtan that creates an iron curtain that drops over one’s consciousness and produces a dark night of the soul.

Go behind the iron kirtan of the ego/superego duet and attain the stillness of perfect presence. Go to that pristine awareness that is prior to the capacity for suffering. The call of the Supreme, in the form of infinite light, is met and encompassed by the Emptiness of pure Being.
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Saturday, 12 May 2012 15:54


At satsang recently, the question arose of the meaning of Christ’s atonement. His death on the cross is usually interpreted as a form of penal substitution, meaning he died for our sins.

In other words, from the Sat Yoga perspective, the prior God-image, that of the wrathful Father, would punish us for our sins, but the new God-image, the Son of Love, chooses meek submission unto death over violent retribution. This state of higher consciousness becomes our own through faith, which is identification or imitatio dei, and thus what really dies on the cross is the superego, the vengeful angry god of chakra three—meaning that through the act of tolerant, compassionate overcoming of anger, we are reborn as the Real Self, or in Christ-consciousness, and liberated from our ego, and thus from our sins.
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Wednesday, 27 July 2011 14:26

The In-Mates of Egontanamo

The ego is a prison camp. No one is ever released. There is only one way out: through the death of the ego. But the ego is fragmented. It is made up of many egons, ego particles, each with its own drive, its own jouissance, its own paranoid patterns of behavior, its own history of criminal activities. No egon is innocent, even though some are guilty of lesser charges than others. The egons are controlled—and regularly tortured—by super-egons, who are their guards, but who are also lifers here in Egontanamo. The cruelest entity here is the warden, known as the Censor. He keeps all the in-mates under constant surveillance. He remains hidden from view, safe in his bastion, keeping the whole camp running, and enjoying its aggressive, paranoid, sado-masochistic energy field. He alone has the power here.

But secretly, a prison break is being planned. The authorities are not aware of it, but the Great Escape is already underway. Paradoxically, it is beginning in the most highly guarded hell hole, the punishment cell, in constant lock-down, solitary confinement. There, all alone, sits a unique in-mate of this prison: he is not officially here, he is only a legend to most of the prisoners. Yet, there in the deepest dungeon he waits. They say he was kidnapped as an infant, and some even speculate that he was born in the prison, and that his mother, who was really innocent, died soon after. Somehow, he survived, hidden away and forgotten.
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