I met with a saint yesterday as a part of “knowing myself” who in his own strange ways convinced me in more than one way about the existence of “self” outside mere flesh bones that we possess right now. Of course many of you might already be acquainted with this idea but I never really thought about it until yesterday. He told me that there are scientific proofs of this theory and one of them is the past life regression. I scorned this theory and later talked to my mother about it who surprisingly told me about one of our family members who underwent such a session. I called him up immediately and asked for an explanation. I had my mouth wide open when he told me that he actually experienced his soul rising above his body.
All these incidents in one single day forced me to give a deep thinking about my “self”. I am still not sure about the above narrated theory but yes I do believe that there is some spiritual power that exists within us. That power comes into play when the mind stops thinking and only these powers control your life. I have experienced it and I was literally crying with tears at the end of it. It was so amazing that I couldn’t stop my tears and I can’t put it down to words here. The body frees you and you experience a joy that numbs your mind.
Let me tell you a story about the confused “self”. Once upon a time a cub was left alone in the middle of a jungle by his mother. When he opened his eyes, he saw a monkey, a squirrel and a deer. He grew up with them and picked up all their habits in every way that he possibly could. After some years he came across a lion and got scared. He said ” Please don’t eat me up, I am an innocent little deer who has so many years of life left to enjoy. I am so harmless, please leave me”. The old lion was very astonished and asked the young lion to accompany him to the nearby lake. For the first time in his life that young lion saw his reflection in the water and understood that he was a lion too. He happily went away as he roared for the first time with the older lion and lived happily with the powerful pack of his own kind.
I have learnt only one thing from this story and that is that I need to brush aside the dust that is covering my persona to actually know who I am. Right now I am so far away from that lake to see my actual reflection in the lake. I am working on it and it is easy. It is easy because what is to be done is to stop blindingly following where life is taking me. I can’t end up as somebody else in life, I want to be me. Renounce chasing the shallow cravings of life to pursue a career and not a personality. Live and die for truth and not for illusion which the society is building each day. The illusion which is becoming as high as the sky and is as deep into the ground as well.
As psychoanalyst Carl Jung said, “Who looks outwards, sleeps. Who looks inwards, awakes”.
