Saturday 6 March 2010

Falling to Freedom, the Art of Letting Go



Why fall?


Because in falling we surrender, if only for a split second before we hit the floor.


In that moment our fear overwhelms us, the flight or fight response hasn't yet made it's choice, panic freezes our mind.
For a second there is no thought

quiet without the mental chatter

freedom from thought

freedom from expectation

freedom from judgements

fears

hopes

memories

without action

the silent mind is free

to experience pure being

without the static of thought

hence

the fall to freedom.

The fall need not be literal, the moment you face your fears, quit your shit job, ask the girl you love on a date, tell your partner it's over, spread your arms wide before jumping off the high dive board, . . . each of these moments, and many more like them in everyday life, is a step out of conditioned behaviour, the familiar programme ceases to run in our minds and for a moment we are without commentary, we don't know this experience and we have no way to predict or calculate an outcome, we are falling, and we are free.

Do new things, frequently, for in these moments the mind is open, there is silence and we are at one with the existence, we are life experiencing itself.

So find a metaphorical ledge in your day, step to the edge, feel the exhilaration as you step off the edge and fall . . . . .



I can't guarantee the outcome will be any good, I'm only talking about the pure moment of the first step over the edge, what happens after that is unknown, this wouldn't work if it wasn't. But let's not be silly about this, we are adults after all.

I'm told skydiving is good, riding a motorbike really fast works wonders too, but there are obvious drawbacks there, I'm still limping 8 years later.

Personally I use meditation now, the final letting go of ego where the personality dissolves, that's a fresh moment, the dissolution of your entire known reality, and the fall can go on and on . . . until mind snaps back

and you find yourself standing on the ledge . . .
to step off
again

silently

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t
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freedom.

Why not?

It's more fun than thinking about stuff that it's too late to do or worrying about things that will probably never happen.




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