Tuesday, April 1, 2025
My friend Frank Pasciuti, knowing that I have misplaced or lost my copy of Paul Brunton’s A Search in Secret Egypt, surprised me yesterday by giving me a copy he had just bought.
9:50 a.m. If I can read Brunton slowly enough, I’ll get more out of it than the first time. And if I sit quietly long enough, I will get something too. Surely I have waited long enough! But maybe waiting is mostly what I have been doing.
Not quite that flat and dire. You have learned as you went along, it wasn’t just waiting.
I think my record of whatever progress I made has been warped by my automatic assumption that things must be put into words, when some things can’t be put into words.
Travelers’ tales always have the same obstacles to overcome. How make words or even pictures convey the reality that is so much deeper, less tangible, less defined?
You do the best you can. But that isn’t necessarily very good.
How would you know how to mark your own paper?
The end-result of so many decades of endless searching – no matter how often I was diverted to other things – ought to have amounted to more. I am resigned to dying ignorant, but I wish I could at least have come closer to my sense of what is possible.
You – and anyone still identified with 3D consciousness – are entirely incapable of judging.
I know, I know: We never have the data.
Well, you don’t. not because of lack of effort or ability but because of the circumstances. One could say 3D is not for understanding but for action.
Splendid. Action out of ignorance, always swinging in the dark.
That is how it may look if you pretend for the moment that your 3D component could be disconnected from your non-3D component. But how could that happen? Regardless what you are aware of, or are willing to listen to, the connection cannot be broken, because it isn’t really a connection at all, except conceptually. 3D and non-3D components are part of one thing, not two. They are a polarity, not a set of fraternal twins. How would you et out to fracture a unit along its polarizing line? You might imagine it, but it can’t really be done. So, you are never alone as a 3D-only creature, regardless how it may sometimes feel.
So, we’re swinging in the dark (no 3D clues) but are being guided by non-3D radar.
You could put it that way. Disorientation is not the same as being lost and alone.
Well, I’ll keep keeping on, hoping that what I feel is guidance and not robots or fantasy.
There is always that risk, but even if you stray from the beam, you can always find it again, and go back to following it. As you know, for most of an airplane’s journey it is off course, and it doesn’t matter. Little course corrections will get you there, and that is vastly more practical than trying desperately to stay on course every minute. Navigate by your pole-star, and relax a little.