Liberation in this Lifetime?
February 7, 2007

I read recently of the Jivanmukti. The article starts off promising. The Jivanmukti "is liberated in this lifetime". Cool, sounds good. Until I read what it is he is liberated from:

"He has no longing to live"

"For him there is no distinction between a rogue and a saint, gold and stone, honour and dishonour."

"In their world, there is no self, no non-self..."

The 'liberation' of which they speak seems to be 'liberation' from life itself. I shudder with horror when I read of it. It is the most extreme form of Right Hand path, and not a healthy one. The healthy RHPer is in ecstatic devotion to his Gods because he is in ecstatic devotion to life itself. Not so with this Jivanmukti. This is something else, and not at all good for ones mental health in my 'not so humble' opinion.

To lose distinctions is to lose consciousness itself.

For me, who considers herself more of the Left Hand path, consciousness worshipping is part of the divine experience, maybe even all of it. It is with my consciousness that I know what is divine and what is mundane.

There is one form of Left Hand path that says 'there is no God but the Self'. That is one off shoot.

I certainly agree with Emerson here:

"Man is weak to the extent that he looks outside himself for help. It is only as he throws himself unhesitatingly upon the God within himself that he learns his own power and works miracles. It is only when he throws overboard all other props and leans solely upon the God in him that he uncovers his real powers and finds the springs of success." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Am I a bit of a 'Two Hand path' person with my cosmic triad idea?

To me, the 'service of the divine' includes that of my own Divine self, which I've named 'Illuminaria'. I cannot enter into relationship with the divine unless Illuminaria is there. With what shall I answer Set or Nuit, certainly not my surface self, the mundane chitterings of a restless mind, or my ego, with its illusory goals. Certainly not a butchered self, shamed into non existence, no, a 'wretched sinner' cannot enter the altar of the Divine. Only she who knows her own brilliance, who feels the flame within her, only she can enter into that altar space. She who knows the pride, who knows the strength in her that is Gift of Set, who worships her own consciousness as evenly as she does Set and Nuit, only she can enter into that altar space. That 'cosmic Triad' for me includes ME, ME, ME!!! (Obviously YOUR 'cosmic triad' includes YOU, YOU, YOU!)

(As ever, those statements goes with the caveat, 'these ideas subject to change as I evolve in understanding'.)

For in addition to the part of myself that might be a bit ecstatic, there is the part that is ruthlessly rational. It asks of me, "Of what can you REALLY be sure?" The old answer 'death and taxes' is not far off. And some people manage to evade the tax man. So death is it. As Tapio says in his journal header, "Life is a Moment, Remember Yourself". In that remembering is the embrace of our consciousness, to wake up fully.

When I 'remember mySelf', I am sure of that moment. This moment now, as I sit here crosslegged, fingers tapping, feeling the hard plastic slightly indented keys as I type, listening to Julia fix the salmon, put the fish into the glass covered dish, hearing the clink of the lid hitting it, feeling myself breathe, feeling the divine spark within me, THIS moment.

To me, the goal of my 'lefty' path is to take that Divine Spark, Gift of Set, and flame it until it is black.

I have longing to live.

Fo me, life is full of distinctions, and of my emotional reactions to those distinctions. It is also full of my rational reactions to those distinctions.

In my world, there is my self, with its many aspects, and the vast realm of what is 'not-self'. Some of that realm includes other awakened beings, who embrace the flame within. You awakened beings, I salute you!

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