Who Do You Think You Are?
HOW CAN I FIND LIBERATION FROM SUFFERING?
Every single sentence uttered or written across the centuries by a spiritual sage, in whichever religion, in whichever book, in whichever language, or revealed by the most advanced of ancient yogis, points to this simple statement: “Let go”.
What does this actually mean today?
I believe it is a 21st century ‘must’ to de-mystify this statement, and to converse in clear language for the modern seeker who is looking for his personal freedom, innate joy and everlasting peace, something which he irrevocably knows is his birthright.
We have to separate, however, intoxicating exotic rituals and seductive ceremonial traditions from simple silent inner observation and personal clarification, because highly fragrant and spiritual events are not necessarily a pre-requisite to awakening and final liberation today.
The world has changed, and we live in a completely new era – it is the 21st century and old-fashioned texts may seem cumbersome to the modern seeker. They are, however, exquisite and magnificent references to the truth, but we live in an immediate society today and there is a longing for clear, concise direction. Realization can happen while walking in the street or when driving to the gas-station if great inner exploration has been undertaken in previous lives. There are many people today undergoing this profound transformation without years of disciplined spiritual practice in the traditional methods.
‘WHAT YOU HAVE MANUFACTURED FOR YOURSELF IS SIMPLY A FASCINATING MOVIE.
SUFFERING ARISES WHEN YOU BELIEVE THE PLOT”
HOW DOES SUFFERING ARISE?
“Letting go” in modern parlance is simply this:
You have a knowing. It is the ultimate full knowing of your life and it appears unique to you. It is an intangible, energetic sensation that pervades through your entire body and mind of which you are aware, but which you entirely overlook. It feels like the bedrock of your existence and is supremely alive, although in paradox, it is as still and silent as the virgin snow.
Upon that knowing, there appears to be a weight. You will say it is the heaviness of life, and it is restrictive in nature; it binds you, prevents you, agitates you, encases you, entraps you. It feels as if you are looking out of a cave with the weight of life as the rock surround.
It is a mobile cave apparently located around your head – it follows you around, and it is a permanent unwanted load. This metaphysical concrete also known as the mind, and it is busy creating interesting stories, dramas, calamities and chaos for the sole purpose of keeping itself amused. It then performs the greatest delusion of all by informing you: “You are me.”
Observe that the material substance of the rock surrounding you is energetically made up of ideas, concepts, emotions, actions; of loves lost and won, of success, failure and in-betweens. Observe there is a separation between your primal knowing and the energetic story of the cave.
“AWAKENING IS ACTUALLY EASY, BUT YOU NEED SILENCE AND HONESTY AND STRICT OBSERVATION”
BE truly KIND TO YOURSELF: ALLOW YOUSELF TO BE TAKEN
When you find the courage – persist until you do – acccept the invitation and let the cave go.
What remains is the unimaginable supreme glory of existence out of which all life evolves. You will spend the rest of your life exploring this place because it is your natural state.
Ideas and concepts then simply arise and fall within the ground-zero of this state, because the cave structure has been detonated forever. Life continues as before, but with a dramatically different perspective.
THIS is the promise of the ancient seers, mystics and wise-men of yesteryear; whatever colour, faith or creed they were or are today – whether in the East or West, black or white, Catholic or Hindu, or any other fascinating cultural and colour fusion found today.
After this revelation, you can chant, sing hymns, meditate, pray, pranam, perform Puja and yoga to your heart’s content. It is an unimaginably, glorious and refined way to live – dancing like Shiva upon the highest frequencies of joy and love.
It is NOW the real journey begins …”
This incredible and visceral account of her journey dispenses of any notions of glorious bliss and divine ecstasy, as Selima vividly and meticulously details the agony of spontaneous spiritual death.
In this short personal story, Selima Gurtler weaves the passage of her own early life as a solitary cross-cultured child born into a bigoted and racist London in the 1950s and her life search to find herself and to answer the question: “Who am I?”