“It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” – William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Paracelsus was known to be able to look at anything, an herb, plant or mineral, and divine its essence, and thus its purpose and use. A direct knowing, given by the Universal Intelligence, to one who had ears to hear. How might we tap into this direct insight of the universe? Most of us are trapped with only a very limited ‘knowing’ which is basically the description of opinions derived from an arbitrary point of observation; a fixed pattern, based only on the recalled past. This ‘knowing’ or ego/mind, is hardly capable of knowing itself, much less the essence of an herb, plant, or our Source. This ego is derived from the experience of a character in a story, who is basically unconscious; a scripted unwitting idiot telling a tale, ultimately signifying nothing. To know directly, as Paracelsus, we would have to leave our story-drama and its trap, and become something wider, deeper. We are capable of hearing more than the mind’s obsessive chattering about our personal character’s recalled experiences. We may begin to wake up, and feel as Arthur Dent in The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy: “Did I do anything wrong today, or has the world always been like this and I’ve been too wrapped up in myself to notice?”
Only something which has no vested interest in the drama can look outside of the character in its tale, and see the universal reality behind the dream of life. This is a very scary proposition, it threatens the very system of the drama, for we derive our identity from our character and story-line, each defining the other. The drama is seldom questioned, for this can only happen by stepping outside of it; a paradox. We refuse to listen to the voice of the silence within, because that would imply we don’t know it all already. How can we learn to turn to this inner listening, to hear the voice of intuition, of insight?
Spending time alone is one way. We take a break from the distractions of our electronic age with its cell phones, computers, TV’s, etc., plus the well meaning but distracting voices of our friends and family. This can give us time to learn to appreciate silence, and to listen. Perhaps we’ll reacquainte ourselves with a long lost companion deep within: our own heart. Time spent alone removes the relentless pressure imposed on us by society to conform to its standards, and allows our mind to clear and become quiet. Another pressure is the ego’s defense against its main fear, the unknown. This also requires much time and energy, and blocks out anything that doesn’t fit the storyline. Nothing from the higher power within is allowed to get through.
Another way is to spend time with those who value listening within, and have found their connection to the inner voice. These fellow seekers can save us time and energy, having been down the long road to their inner self and thus able to help us along our path as well. The higher energy fields of these companions will give the inner self a taste of its own potential. Their inner calm and quiet are a stark contrast to the tale of sound and fury we have been dreaming so hard, without question.
The world of dreams is similar to this drama we call our life. When in a dream, we take it for real, and the experiences of the dream as telling us a true ‘knowing’ about the dream-world. But when interpreted upon awakening, we see it as only a story of our character’s mind, and this ‘knowing’ as being simply a description of this mind that made the dream-world. The individual pattern or view-point is what’s known. Nothing is objectively known about the so-called things, inhabitants, or possible reality of the dream.
To find the reality behind the dream, and possibly behind the dream character, we must find something higher. This universal intelligence is constantly speaking to us, always trying to get our attention. This voice of insight or intuition is drowned out by the voices of the characters in our drama. Look bravely at the plots of the dramas in life you’ve seen. They all end the same, and nothing is gained. Death conquers all, and the story with all its sound and fury, endlessly repeats. Question the character you’ve been lost in, and the drama of your own so-called life and its significance. Search fearlessly to find the nameless Something behind the play; the calm, clear reality beyond the dream, where nothing is done, nobody’s there to do it, and all is perfect in silence.
” The exercise of clairvoyance requires a passive state. ” – Franz Hartmann