When last … ?

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‘In the spring mornings I would work early while my wife still slept. The windows were open wide and the cobbles of the street were drying after the rain. The sun was drying the wet faces of the houses that faced the window. The shops were still shuttered.’ – Ernest Hemingway, from A Moveable Feast When last have you felt the overwhelming presence and depth of a glittering starry sky? And truly felt its magic? The kind of magic, which, if you are someone who desires to understand, itches with that nearly unbearable proximity of profound revelation. And yet, it remains elusive. The ultimate realization […]

The magic theatre

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‘Why have his letters been playing on this old wall in the darkest alley of the Old Town on a wet night with not a soul passing by, and why were they so fleeting, so fitful and illegible? But wait, at last I succeeded in catching several words on end. They were: MAGIC THEATRE – ENTRANCE NOT FOR EVERYBODY’ – Hermann Hesse, from his novel, Steppenwolf Hermann Hesse used the image of ‘the magic theatre’ in his novel Steppenwolf. Published in 1927, the story is of a man, Harry Haller, who undergoes what consensus culture would call a ‘nervous breakdown’ or ‘mid-life crisis’. But which […]

Drala

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In his book Shambhala – the Sacred Path of the Warrior, Chogyam Trungpa uses the Tibetan word drala, which he says, is a magical quality we start to experience when we have come to live on the edge of the vastness of existence. About this, he says: ‘By magic we do not mean unnatural power over the phenomenal world, but rather the discovery of innate or primordial wisdom in the world as it is. … In Tibetan, this magical quality of existence, or natural wisdom, is called drala.’ He goes on to explain that the literal meaning of the word means, ‘above the enemy’ or […]

The unfathomable vastness of being

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Unfathomable vastness

‘You cannot discover the end of the soul, even if you travelled every road to do so, so deep is its meaning.’ – Heraclitus Our being in this world is a gateway for deepening into awareness of the vastness dwelling in existence. But who or what is this vastness? Who reside there? What is the presence we experience when we touch into it? What is this ‘place,’ this live source, this sacred river that flows inside the very essence of being? And how do we open to being deeply intimate with it, while avoiding being consumed by its sheer force? And, how do we maintain […]