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When we come into being..it's as though we are yarn; strings. Nothing more, nothing less. We then proceed out into the world. At that point, we've got a very simple, clear goal. Be what we are. And my friends, in this particular metaphor, we are string. So we go out into the world and find all of these strings knotted into various articles of clothing. Some of them look like a sweater. (Or that's what we'd call them if we knew what a sweater was..) Well it's our natural tendency as children to look to the beings that arrived prior to us (adults, parents, older siblings, etc.) for indicators as to how the world works. (It saves a lot of running our heads into walls.) Each of these behaviors is like a knot which manipulates the shape of the string that we are...without ever changing the nature or form of the string itself. Knot by knot we are woven into these personalities, complete with all of their flaws, charms, foibles and fancies. Each lesson is a knot. Our education is a mass of them. Each classroom brawl, love affair, law, rule myth, legend, tradition and societal norm is another knot which is woven into our string. Soon the string that we are isn't obvious at all, because it has been woven into what appears to be a sweater. This is where our difficulty begins. Unfortunately, no one took the time to teach us that we are string. So as we go through life, trying to figure out what we are, (so as to know what we are to be) inevitably we are confused..and come to think that we are the sweater we see. In fact, we are still a piece of string..simply woven into this shape for this lifetime. And now everyone thinks they are some article of clothing or another. Some appear as sweaters and some appear as hats. Some seem to be scarves and some look like mittens. Some are shaped like socks, and some are formed into blankets. And since most of us have made the mistake of thinking that we ARE the article of clothing which we've been woven into..we begin to believe that we are different from one another. We forget that we are all string come from the same spool..formed on the same loom by the same forces. And here the division begins. Here the fighting begins. Here false belief systems form up around the varying false notions that we have of what we are. The hats strings think they are hats..so they form hat rules and hat traditions and hat myths and religions. The sweater strings think they are sweaters..and they form sweater rules and sweater traditions and sweater-friendly religions. And so it goes with all of the string shapes. And if hat society is intolerant, then hats will not tolerate. And if sweater society is accommodating, then sweaters will accommodate. Again, this is the root and cause of our problems: That we believe we are the forms and roles we've adopted..rather than the string we really are. Now, every once in awhile, a sweater-shaped string or hat-shaped string or sock-shaped string will stop looking all around for answers and things to judge..and will start to examine themselves. And if they look closely enough, they will find a knot. A very tightly tied, well-hidden knot. It is tightly tied so that it doesn't come unbound of its own accord and it is well hidden so as not to spoil the illusion of the string-shape which they are formed into, be it sweater, hat, socks or scarves. Most of the time, once the knot is discovered, it's shunned. This perhaps, because once we've found a safe, secure niche into which we've grown comfortable..anything which even appears to threaten that "comfort" seems undesirable. This because the mind assumes that if one is in "comfort", the only place to go is "discomfort." The notion of "even more comfortable" doesn't occur to most of us in this particular arena of life. (For some reason, and in some fashion that's not quite clear to me, FALSE NOTIONS have a way of defending themselves in this manner.) So we shun this knot if we are fortunate enough to find it, because to our minds, it threatens discomfort. Nothing could be farther from the Truth. There are those on this planet who have studied this knot. They've studied it in great depth and detail. There are those who have, with great difficulty, untied this knot. At first, each of the subsequent knots which followed were painstakingly untied.. delicately.. patiently.. carefully.. Soon, there weren't enough knots to keep the sweater, or hat, or scarf shape together anymore..and it simply unraveled.. It was then that they could see what it was that we truly are. And once they'd seen that they are a string formed into a shape (instead of the shape itself)...it was easy enough to see that everyone else was also string formed into various shapes. These have no troubles in this world, because they have string rules, string traditions, practice string religion. They can have no trouble with the hat-strings because the hat strings are strings first and foremost, though they know it (k)not, and so have no quarrel with string beings. They will have no trouble with the sweater-strings because the sweater strings are ALSO strings first and foremost..oblivious though they may be to that fact. And these beings live out their existence in happiness, true comfort and peace. Because peace will only come, when one begins to BE what one IS. In our case, this requires first that we correct our mistaken notions of what it is that we ARE first. Then and only then we can BE what we are. Here then is the foundation of True Knowledge: Know Thyself. (Thanks Oracle at Delphi : ) ) Find that knot and be free.
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This seems important to mention: When first entering the discovery of the Self..avoid activities with strong ego content, such as sports, competition, debate, argument, dealing with bureaucracy, politics, intellectual gymnastics, practical joking with hurtful intent, etc. These will stimulate the illusory self into activity and give it the appearance of greater strength. This can make walking through the fire seem more daunting. You can do it. We all can. Good luck in your journey. Love, --
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