Tag: Identity

To walk the inner path together

I walk the streets of Western thought. They have been well-trodden since Roman times, connecting centers of power and establishing a unique logic of knowledge exchange. They connect points, their nodes are central, the path itself is tedious, arduous. A culture of monuments developed on these streets, leading to accumulations of knowledge and power. Division of labor led to specialization and progress. A society emerges in which the individual is understood as a social being, whose social reality is governed by rules...

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Grounding in heaven

Movement Instead of Rootedness I recently asked myself if I really want to be grounded. Am I a tree that sinks its roots into the earth and doesn't move, but grows in the environment where the seed once sprouted? Or do I want to be a rock in the surf, letting the water wash over me, yielding something over millennia and dissolving into the sand? My idea of human existence is actually different, more about movement, exploration, and...

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The true self

Zen is about finding your true self. But it doesn't exist, and that's the mystery of our existence. In a world of representations, cognitive dissonance, and alternative facts, it's good to immerse yourself in the essence of existence, in a non-dual being. Thinking helps very little here, because thinking is actually always thinking about something, reflecting on something. Thinking is an activity that refers to something, that deals with representations of the world. That which...

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Connection

Connection For the last two years, I've been diving quite deeply into the Upanishads, have practiced some yoga, and have explored the system of yoga a bit. I've delved into my own body, my own senses, my own consciousness. I've seen that there are a large number of levels and that there's no reason to assume that more levels don't exist. Two years ago, I simply denied most of what I'm experiencing here. It is...

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The bearable lightness of being

Sometimes meditation is quite simple and natural. I sit down, go into my body, become aware of my sensory apparatus and how my consciousness and mind deal with it, bring everything to a standstill and higher consciousness manifests itself, a different kind of knowledge, space and time, a different world of experience... But sometimes it is also difficult, and then I learn how meditation really works. I sit down, a chaos of thoughts and feelings spreads. It takes a long time until I...

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Stream of life

I read Sri Aurobindo slowly and with long intervals. Why not read a lot and quickly, absorb everything, and finally bring order to my mental world, which wants to break free from the consequences of rational monotheism? Why don't I give my intellect the freedom, concentration, rest, and strength to embark on one of life's greatest adventures? As a student, I once swam very naively in the Rhine, somewhere near Basel, where the water was clear and cold, fast and broad green mountain landscapes…

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