VBT – Meditation 4.0
OR, WHEN BREATH IS ALL OUT (UP) AND STOPPED OF ITSELF, OR ALL IN (DOWN) AND STOPPED – IN SUCH UNIVERSAL PAUSE, ONE’S SMALL SELF VANISHES. THIS IS DIFFICULT ONLY FOR THE IMPURE.
Small Self Vanishes
It is difficult for everyone because, he says, THIS IS DIFFICULT ONLY FOR THE IMPURE. But who is the pure one? It is difficult for you; you cannot practice it. But you can feel it sometimes suddenly. You are driving a car and suddenly you feel there is going to be an accident. Breathing will stop. If it is out, it will remain out. If it is in, it will remain in. You cannot breathe in such an emergency; you cannot afford it. Everything stops, departs.
OR, WHEN BREATH IS ALL OUT (UP) AND STOPPED OF ITSELF, OR ALL IN (DOWN) AND STOPPED – IN SUCH UNIVERSAL PAUSE, ONE’S SMALL SELF VANISHES: Your small self is only a daily utility. In emergencies you cannot remember it. Who you are – the name, the bank balance, the prestige, everything – just evaporates. Your car is just heading toward another car; another moment and there will be death. In this moment there will be a pause. Even for the impure there will be a pause. Suddenly breathing stops. If you can be aware, in that moment, you can reach the goal.
Meditate on these lines from Rilke:
I am the pause between two notes
That fall into a real accordance scarce at all
For death’s note tends to dominate.
Both though are reconciled
In the dark interval tremblingly
And the song remains immaculate.
Lines of tremendous significance. I am the pause between two notes… death and birth. These are the two notes played on you by the unknown. And I am the pause between the two notes-you are the pause, the interval, the gap between birth and death. Very subtle…
I am the pause between two notes
That fall into a real accordance scarce at all…
It is very rare. Only in a Buddha or in a Christ, death and life fall into real accord… and the melody is born-in a Kabir, in a Mahavira. Scarce at all-very rare is the phenomenon when life and death come to an inner harmony: the conflict ceases, the rift is bridged, and both become part of one melody-not in conflict but in cooperation.
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