I think God wants us to grow. I believe that the universe is hungry for us to expand - and it is continually offering us the means to accomplish this.
Many people feel that meditation is the prime exercise for this expansion, and whilst I agree that it is hugely beneficial, I have to add my own personal experience based caveat; whilst I love to grow my conscious net though meditation I have to say that my very deep development always came through my very hard experience where I learned to dissolve fear whilst facing fear, and expand into new realities by engaging new realities.
An example;
I nearly killed a man once in a car park match-fight.
Afterwards I saw God.
It was the last place I expected to encounter Him, but He was there and he spoke to me through my pain. I was certain that this man (my opponent) was dead and I was also certain that my life was over. After a bloody encounter (triggered by two obese egos and an argument over personal territory) he was deeply unconscious and on his way to hospital and I was in my own version of Dante’s inferno. Within minutes of the affray I was deeply remorseful, within hours I believed I was on my way to prison. When I drove my car home that night, it was about midnight, I felt as though my world had collapsed. If he was dead, and I was sure he was, I was about to lose everything that I held dear; ironically everything I had become complacent of. It was then that the realisation hit me; I was about to lose the most precious gift of all. My liberty.
My car seemed to be flying, the roads glimmered like gold, the street lights were glowing, celestial orbs. When I got home my wife was asleep in one room, my children in another, completely unaware of my crime and my pain. As I lay next to my wife on the bed she seemed so much more beautiful than the lady I had left to go to work just six hours earlier. She was positively glowing. Her skin was like silk, it was as though the corporeal veil had dropped and I could see right into her soul. My kids appeared to me like angels, I just could not believe how beautiful they were – and I was about to lose them all.
Then another startling realisation; the man I kicked around the tarmac like a football, the man that I had dehumanised, the man I had thought my enemy, was also a human being, someone’s husband, someone’s father, someone’s son. I was filled with remorse. I unashamedly got onto my knees and prayed to God, I asked Him for one more chance, I promised that if He allowed this man to live I would turn this baby around, I would change my life. After a very long dark night of the soul I found out that the guy had not only survived, he was walking around completely without injury. I kept my promise, I renounced violence and I started my search for meaning.
The huge revelation for me here, which was epiphanic, was that all those folk I felt were my enemies were not my enemies, I have no enemies.
Another experience based epiphany occurred when I delved heavily into the martial aspect of the combat arts and learned how to kill people. You would think that if you trained intently in a killing art that it would give you a thirst for killing, but the opposite is true, the ability to kill, taking the martial arts to it’s obvious ends, triggered a transition in me, I could feel how ugly it was to hurt another person, and suddenly all I wanted to do was hug everyone. Of course I had a reputation for being a fighting man, so everyone thought that my marbles and I had parted company, but I was actually happier than I had ever been, all I wanted to do was help people, serve people, and the thought of harming another human being was anathema.
These revelations might seem obvious, you will have read about the futility of violence many times, I am sure. You will have read about killing all your enemies by making them friends, no doubt. But for me this was not mere information taken from a library or a book of quotes, it was not learned, this was earned wisdom, it was actual elixir.
I can now say with certainty that violence always rebounds on its self, and use this knowing to uncreate violence in all it’s forms. I can say I have no enemies with absolute faith and pray even and especially for those that would do me harm.
This is what extreme physical experience gave me.
I have had similar thoughts and revelations in meditation, but until I tested them, they remained simply pregnant pieces of information looking for a birth in the outside world.
But of course I was up for the challenge because I wanted to be free. As much as I love meditation and as much as I practice it and concur on its benefits, I do find that people are often guilty of courting deep states of relaxation in order to avoid raw states of experiential growth. I was never a man to sit at a bar and talk challenge, or theorise challenge or intellectualise challenge. I didn’t take the concept of challenge to a lab and do qualitative and quantitative experiments with mice or rats. I took my bones out onto the concrete and I was my own experiment. I was ‘Rat A’ at the world was my laboratory.
If it worked I got to walk away. If it didn’t I ended up in a police cell or a hospital ward.
Ironically what I found was that all the external challenges I faced as a martial artist, and a nightclub doorman and as a man in the world of men turned out to be internal challenges, they all forced me back inside. The real Jihad is the internal jihad. In fact all jihads are battles with the self; the self is your only friend and the self is your only enemy.
But for me it was only in facing the fears and challenges that I had created out there - because ultimately they are only projections from the self, or maya (illusion) - that I was able to level the hills and fill the valleys ‘in here.’
The bigger challenges are often closer than you think.
It is easier to march angrily through London with an ‘anti-war’ banner than it is to pick up the phone and end the war with the sister that you don’t talk to anymore, the ex-wife that hates your guts or the son/daughter that you haven’t seen since a family argument all those lost years ago. People want to stop the war ‘out there’ whilst the war in their own life, or inside their own bodies is raging away almost un-noticed and often ignored.
I think that ‘out there’ is often an easy distraction for what is ‘in here.’
People are in love with the idea of challenge but do not actually take on the real challenge, they want to change the world but are unable to even change their own personal habits. They want sovereignty over the material before earning sovereignty over the self.
Idyllic retreats and lonely caves are nice and I highly recommend them for respite and recovery, but they do not prepare you for the world of men.
The world of men is where you prepare for the world of men.
With that thought as my sponsor I changed my whole universe for the better. And my method was simple; I made a list of all the things that I dreamed of doing, all the things that I was frightened of doing…and I did them.
But in order to do that I had one major hurdle to over come.
My self.
I was my own enemy.
So I killed my enemy by making him my friend.
If you want to master the world, first master yourself. If you want to take on the world, start first by taking on the self.
Be well
Geoff Thompson