The Inner Master
Reflection #84: When we most feel we need a guide, surprisingly, we find we already have one.
Jesus spoke in Parables so that only those whose hearts were prepared to hear – those whose spirits were “fertile soil” as he taught in the parable of the sower – would understand:
“When he [Jesus] was alone, the Twelve and the others around him asked him about the parables. He told them, “The secret of the kingdom of God has been given to you. But to those on the outside everything is said in parables so that, ‘they may be ever seeing but never perceiving, and ever hearing but never understanding; otherwise they might turn and be forgiven!’” – Mark 4:10-12
Just as someone whose body isn’t prepared cannot compete in professional sports, someone whose heart is still encased in their ego trauma of karma – sin – cannot yet easily comprehend messages from The Divine Mystery. These folks are still choosing Hell. Otherwise, they would understand and “turn” as Jesus said in his explanation to the Twelve.
He spoke in Parables so that only those who were ready to hear his meaning would understand, while at the same time, the riddle of a parable would plant a seed in the mind of those who weren’t ready — a kind of spiritual ear worm. He said, “He who has (spiritual) ears let him hear”, “My sheep know my voice.”, and “blessed are your (spiritual) eyes for they see.”
“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
This force — the Word, the creative song of the universe, the logos, The Sovereign Artist, the evolution of the universe toward complexity and order, or whatever you wish to call this undeniable power — works inside of us still, if we have “ears of the heart” with which to “hear” it; that is, if we are ready to hear it.
We hear the whispers of wonder calling; we hear intimations of our true name; we feel the pull of divinely inspired curiosity, but we ignore these calls when we don’t understand them; when we are still unready, with our awareness focused solely upon the outside world while the field of our inner soil remains untilled and infertile. We mistakenly think that the well of living water inside of each of us is an endless void, which we then try to fill with earthly delights.
We continue this futile exercise of samsara as long as we aren’t ready or willing to hear the call. But, even in the midst of this endless wheel of time, we feel the call as an underlying existential angst – that is the seed that the parable of reality has planted within us.
Deep down, we know something is wrong. Sometimes our suffering becomes so acute that we think, “I can’t take this anymore” and then, perhaps, we start to awaken. Our soul, at that point, has been tilled through suffering and now the ground is fertile for the parabolic seed of the mysterious Elysian Power to take root.
Through paying soulful attention, experiencing the magic of creating art, entering flow states, contemplating great beauty, opening to true love, or doggedly chasing the slow advancement of our soul, the moment finally arrives, when we are ready to truly hear the parables of the universe; for where there is beauty, goodness, truth and love, there is the force of virtue which can heal our minds, and hearts. The Logos is the ultimate virtuoso.
“the whole multitude sought to touch him: for there went virtue out of him, and healed them all.” — Luke 6:19
Paraphrasing my friend Eugene Terekhin: until we are willing to sublimate our egos and stand under the inner master we will not understand — understanding begins only when we stand under God and allow the waterfall of his living water to wash over us.
In that sacred instant when we stand under the inner master; when we truly hear and understand the call of wonder, the call transforms into a wounding blow from God.
Like Jacob, we “wrestle with God” and come away with a divine wound which has cracked open the trauma around our heart and we hear, maybe for the first time, we actually hear the call. We have entered spiritual Israel (a word that means ‘wrestles with God.’)
“The wound is the place where the light enters you” — Rumi
And suddenly, we understand. We know beyond all knowing and all reason. The parables, both those that are written in scripture and those written upon reality before our eyes, we finally realize, are simply pointers, to the deeper reality of The Kingdom that has been here all along. Turn inward, the Kingdom is at hand!
We were playing with what we thought were mere images, but they were actually icons that stand ready to transport us into the reality of unity that is enchanted and powered by The God Spell of which, mysteriously, we are and are a part of simultaneously.
That is what it is to enter The Kingdom with the guidance of The Inner Master.
“There is no need to seek a guru outside yourself. Turn inward and find the truth within.” — Ramana Maharshi
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