Higher Meditation

Authentic air travel automatically involves travelling first class. Cattle class is akin to a priest claiming to be an atheist, championing liberalism, while frowning at the multitude of others’ sexual partners though not of course his own.

Haters, sadists and masochists appreciate the cold-blooded anti-liberal call to duty. Their condemnation, misunderstanding, frustration, and lop-sided praise shield acronyms where balance and fiction exist, but not to themselves.

Meditation similarly falls into two distinct groups: commercial meditation and higher meditation. Higher meditation would be air travel in first class, albeit that it is inaccessible to all but the selected, or indeed the elected, few.

Commercial meditation teaches various yoga postures, increasingly disconnected from accurate breathing, let alone correct breathing, and simultaneously claims to open the chakras.

It’s like saying from a male perspective, ‘I have a penis, and so an orifice, any orifice, will do’; or from the female perspective, ‘I have an orifice, and so any penetrating object will do’…and then claiming you’ve had the most exhilarating, deeply moving, and love-based orgasm. Orgasms are only meaningful if they are loving. Otherwise, they are physiologically satisfying and psychologically empty. That is precisely the difference between commercial meditation and higher meditation.

Wherever I turn, I witness cheap meditation. Laden with pomp, authority and pseudo-aloofness (implying detachment), cheap meditation is taught shamelessly, and practiced wholeheartedly. The naïve teach the ignorant. The ignorant lap-up the misguidance as if it were a gift from a God. Take kundalini yoga. When invoked and practiced, it invigorates the bio-energy system, creating good feeling. However, it also systematically erodes balance, creating mental and emotional imbalance, and leading to psychosis and psychotic behaviour.

Recently, I visited a place of worship where a university-aged kid was leading meditation. He was repeating a reverently deep word that should not be used and that has nothing to do with social meditation. On top of that, he was breaking the word into its syllabic parts, intoning the first upon inhaling and the second upon exhaling. He deemed this to constitute deep meditation.

No, sunshine, the combination of the reverently deep word in tandem with the type of breathing you were conducting and leading the congregation in is simply and straight-forwardly hyper-ventilation. Indeed, if you just repeated the word ‘one’ upon inhaling and ‘two’ upon exhaling then you would experience precisely the same heightened well-being as you assume to have reached via the two-breath invocation of the reverently deep word.

Increasingly, I witness Asian kids like this whipper-snapper at the gurdwara, their chests inflated in announcement of their educational achievement; these doctors and lawyers whose arrogance and vanity are breathtaking, and who assume their education confers authoritative excellence upon their every utterance, including anything relating to meditation and scriptural lore.

The way they act is like saying that because you work in a mango grove, which is at the same latitude where coffee is grown, you are a qualified and experienced barista.

In the same way, hyper-ventilation is not meditation. But everywhere education begets arrogant self-importance…I witness the same idiocy all over the world.

Let me elucidate.

In Sikhism, we have three prime words. All three words predate Sanskrit and are easily found in languages more ancient than Sanskrit. The words represent the moment of pre-creation, and they are conducive to as well as indicating the type and manner of coagulation of matter in a given dimension, and the actual zone that contains a group of dimensions.

Thus death – lifelessness, that state when a body is no longer locomotive – just like a solid mass of steel or anything else for that matter, is a tangible reality; it not only resonates with the hum or vibration of the three sacred words, but the sacred words are actually present therein. To put it very simply, those three sacred words are the bedrock of creation.

Ordinarywalas assume that death means evacuation of the three-word symmetry. No, it is the very opposite. The emptiness of space of a given galaxy, or the space galaxies occupy, exists because of the three-word symmetry. Death only means lack of vocal communication and organs at primeval rest. The presence of the three-word symmetry carries on albeit the body is cremated and ground into small dust particles. The change in physical shape does not denote the disintegration or disappearance or even the dissolution of the three-word symmetry; that it can take place at all is wholly dependent on the presence of the three-word symmetry.

Inhaling and exhaling breath in tandem with the invocation of the supreme word does not indicate a gift from the Gods.

In fact, all you have done is given your organs a good going over while remaining physically stationary. It is not meditation, let alone higher meditation.

Higher meditation requires life-long humility, humbleness and servitude repeated endlessly without seeking redemption in return. Eventually, after countless lifetimes as a doormat without any self-importance, an elite person is authorized to guide you. The tests become increasingly painful until you comprehend attachment and you stand as an observer of your own psychology. It is at this stage that meditation at its basic level begins.

Guys, to those of you practising commercial meditation, I say, ‘maintain your focus, as all these stages of internal introspection are stepping stones to higher integration, until you hopefully hit poised integrity, which may then trigger a response from the elite to perhaps take you under their wings.’

To the arrogant ‘look at me, I’m so educated’ doctors and lawyers (because it’s never the PhDs, engineers, astro-physicists and mathematicians who strut arrogantly) who purport to teach meditation my message is, ‘take a chill pill, for you are the classic idiots.’

Make no mistake, in slapping you down I have done you a great favour. I have introduced you to your own falsehood, in the hope you step back and begin a balanced introspection.

Good luck guys.

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Menstruation and Hinduism

On November 24th 2015, the internet was sensationalized by the story of a Hindu hilltop temple, Sabarimala, in Kerala, India, whose president announced that women may be allowed entrance if a machine could be used confirming that they were not menstruating.

The temple’s president stood firm on the management committee’s decision to bar entry to women of child-bearing age on the grounds that their bleeding would defile the temple’s purity.

The president cited the new-age decision as an old-age tenet of religious practice. In fact he was spouting an ancient misinterpretation of an equally ancient quote, which, when read in its entirety also states that, ‘you need visible horns on your head to be called dumb…’

My response:

In 1650, a mercantile body engaged the Rajahs, lawyers and businessmen of the time to construct a common working language for the banking and mercantile class across the countries of north India, countries that are now called states. The states that make up Pakistan, the states of current north India, including Bangladesh, Nepal, Bhutan, Sikkim and Myanmar (then known as greater India) and down to the emptiness of the Deccan plateau were all once countries of the old India. The new business confederacy, with its standardized legal currency, and its shared business language, legal framework and ethos, was given the name ‘Hindu’. The Hindu template extended beyond the parameters of the mercantile to construct a specifically Hindu religious template as a sign of modernity. It took another one hundred years for this concept to formally take root. By the time the Europeans arrived, the term Hindu was entrenched, but it only gained legal recognition under the British occupation, and even then only as a term of segregation and division.

‘Hindu’ was from the outset, then, never a dharma, a religion or a rite-ritual entity.

It was an economic, later socio-cultural construct. Nehru confirmed this – in books, in English – when he wrote that Hinduism only took root in the 1750s, originally as a function of commercial, business and banking ease and integration across the old India countries. (Gandhi, too, held the same view in private, though he would not declare this openly, and neither ‘Hindu’, regardless of their education and knowledge, refused to de-list Hinduism as a religion or dharma.)

Hinduism was a framework employing codes and regulations to bind commercial players and transactions to principles and practices of fair play and trust without third-party oversight. This drew upon a belief in adhering to one’s personal and ancient genetic dharma, which was sacrosanct and could not be soiled or betrayed. So what the new common Hindu practice conferred on the world of business and commercial activity was a code of conduct that each side would act according to their prescribed dharma and on a basis of mutual trust.

Alongside this, a formal ritual business practice was also established. This brought together diverse and highly valued rituals under the rubric of a shared Hindu-business prayer ritual, which was overseen by an officiating Pandit, whose remit was to be more cosmopolitan than exacting. The Pandit knew the parties involved were lacklustre parishioners of their own dharma, the hypocrisy and expedience of the business world requiring that they cross lines which strict adherence to their personal dharma would not in fact allow them to transgress.

So much for age-old Hindu edicts.

Now let me revert to the temple and its discrimination against women…

Background:

In C.E.900, Adi Shankaracharya defeated a man in a formal debate. The man’s wife challenged him to a debate about the act of man-woman love-making. Adi Shankaracharya, a Sannyasi – somebody who has never had a sexual relationship nor been moved to masturbate – accepted. Now, as an old soul (not to be confused with atman), the Sannyasi ought to have been able to draw on the databank of previous emotionscapes and physiologicalscapes in order to participate in the debate. He did not. Instead, he pulled what in the hierarchy of divinity is considered a dirty trick. He caused the death of the husband.

As the body was being carried for cremation the husband regained life. The husband and wife enjoyed sexual union numerous times. Then the husband died again. This time, as his body was being carried for cremation, on the horizon appeared Sannyasi Adi Shankaracharya. After due passage of time, he took up the debate with the now widowed woman. The widow accused him of having defiled his own body, so informatively did he speak about love-making. The Sannyasi announced that he had in fact used the body of her now cremated husband, the first time he had passed away, to gain experience of love-making.

The widow, who had believed that she was making love to her husband when he came back to life, was shocked at the revelation that his body had been appropriated by another. She felt herself to have violated her marriage vows, and she duly conceded the debate to Adi Shankaracharya.

At the august indication of Adi Shankaracharya, victorious in debate against a woman, India was subsequently united under the leadership of men. The Mohammedan invasion and iron-fist belief in, and implementation of, female subservience to man therefore found its corollary in the Indian practice of men-only rulers…a practice with no religious or dharmic grounding, but arrived at by one wily old Sannyasi and ever since contrived to be emblematic of ‘Hinduism’ – the same Hinduism later constructed as an integrative mechanism and framework of business practice.

And it is in the Mohammedans’ rules and dictates, governed by Semitic concepts, that the notion of ‘unclean’ menstruating woman emerged and was practiced by those anxious to not fall foul of their Mohammedan Rajahs.

A troublesome problem: men dictate terms of conduct to women, the very women without whom – from the Pandit to the Lounge Lizard – man could not be born, let alone survive or find sexual and emotional comfort. Nevertheless, these women are used as whipping boys by men suffering from the inferiority complex derived from knowing that they owe everything to women…

…oh, what joy it must be to be a confused Hindu man.