Simple silence of a plain white wall

Wednesday, April 24, 2024

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Simple silence of a plain white wall

Whoever sees me sees the one who sent me. I came into the world as light, so that everyone who believes in me might not remain in darkness.

Jesus the Son, Jesus the sun. Light in the darkness. When I close my eyes and pray, listening and watching for Jesus, much more light fills my mind than when I look elsewhere.

Sitting in my cluttered bedroom this afternoon I realized that all my books and paintings and boxes and bags require some measure of my mind, just to look at them without thinking. These are valuable, but not valuable enough to keep my mind busy, not when I’d rather quiet that mind and invite the light of Jesus.

So I close my eyes. And I remember the quiet, nearly empty cells I’ve stayed in for a few days at a time, at retreat centers like Cardinal Stritch in Illinois, or Gethsemani in Kentucky, or Saint Meinrad in Indiana. In those unadorned rooms I could breathe.

I will do my best to make my bedroom one of those monkish cells. Why not? Most of what I have in there can go elsewhere, or be given away.

There’s another retreat center where I’ve visited but never stayed – Loose Leaf Hollow outside Bardstown, Kentucky. Joe Zarantanello is the host and retreatmaster. He is a devotee of Thomas Merton and all Merton stood for while Merton was a monk for 27 years down the road at the Abbey of Gethsemani. Each week Mr. Joe sends a poem out to his friends which he calls, “Monday Morning Musings.” This week he wrote about the first and second halves of life:

The Way of the Ice Cube

(with Nine Bows to Charlotte Joko Beck)

 

Human beings who are being run by their egos are like ice cubes.

To protect ourselves we freeze as hard as we can, and hope

that when we collide with another ice cube 

they will shatter before we do.

 

We freeze because we are afraid. 

We are afraid because we think we’re separate.

Why did Mom kick me out? How did I become 

just a lonely subject in a cold, dark world of objects?

 

The Witness, the awareness of our own activity, is the Sun.

But as long as our awareness is turned towards 

what the other ice cubes are doing, 

the witness can’t appear — even though it’s always present.

 

If we’re lucky, often after years of knocking around 

in the ice cube game, we begin to wonder if just maybe all 

those other damn ice cubes aren’t what’s causing my suffering.

Maybe I have to look at myself? And presto, the Witness appears.

 

And when the Witness appears, little darling,“Here comes the Sun!”

When your ice cube begins to sweat and get mushy, expect fear.

Expect lots of bitching, complaining, resistance and tears.  

But if your Witness strengthens, your ice cube becomes a puddle.

 

The ice cube is the main source of suffering as a person ages.

A puddle is a ripe human being whose life is not frozen but flows.

Your puddle is a magnet for other ice cubes who want to melt.

A nondual relationship is when two ice cubes melt into one puddle. 

 

You are invited to join The Big Waltz — ice cubes, puddles, rivers, sea.

 

(Acts 12, Psalm 67, John 8, John 12)

(posted at www.davesandel.net)

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