Sunday 15 October 2017

seeking sangha of the formless ...

Well, here's a conundrum: recognising the desire for connection with like minded folks .... in Buddhism the Sangha, Christianity the Congregation ... and declining the labels, naming being the first step on the road to perdition (perhaps) ... how to attract the lovers of the formless?

Wandering the pilgrim trails solves the problem temporarily, since amongst the many different seekers on the caminos rarely a day passes without connecting with a lover of the formless (which has no name and maybe better stay that way!) .... first clues are non-verbal .... the eyes, the smile .... key words and references like Love, non-duality, Krishnamurti ... the K centre at Brockwood, of course, a place to find folks as well as Findhorn, The Barn at Sharpham and others to be discovered ... and at these places, folks speaking of second hand truths sometimes neglecting to live them, whilst out in random mainstream places people living their truth without speaking much about it at all ...

Maybe time to pay attention to the Angel Card reading from Susie several years ago: Your relationships are a reflection of you .... relevant to pretty much everyone ... and since the default mode here is solitude, hardly surprising that maintaining a Sangha of the formless is so elusive ...

Meanwhile, in the community of Stanhope, energy grows for a return to service design and community development, specifically building on the success of Wheels to Meals, and the clear need for new models of housing for seniors .... maybe including juniors in a multi-generational project ... anyway Social Care is struggling, what with budget constraints, raised expectations, increasing numbers of elders ... hospitals desperate for safe places to send recovering patients ...

So, all that excites and balances with ongoing attraction to the moving sanghas on the pilgrim ways ... but first the new base, which is taking longer than expected, on the back road on the edge of the village ... and interesting to observe the mind musing on the objects needed to furnish it ... maintaining freedom amidst home-owning the next challenge ... the hopefully ironic message at the temple of Mammon that is the MetroCentre mildly amuses momentarily, though many mesmerised shoppers suggest the irony missed the mark ...

Revisiting the recent RAW reading and a reference to Wilhelm Reich, the psychotherapist whose groundbreaking work on orgone energy attracting the attention of the Powers That Be (or were) in the Land of the Free back in the 1950s, found himself out of the frying pan of Nazi Germany and into the prison of the US of A ... the FBI smashing his equipment and burning his books ... as RAW remarked, this guy must have been onto something to elicit such an extreme reaction ... Reich died in prison and his work was suppressed ... though still available in the UK ... remarkably, two friends with degrees in psychology from UK institutions have never heard of him ... brief research (as always) shows those practicing his methods in the USA to this day are flying under the radar of the AMA ...


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