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(Italiano) Introduzione a Matrika n°9

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Ci siamo fermati?
 
No.
Forse, continuano a muoversi pensieri nelle nostre menti e continuiamo ad identificarci con essi.
…La fame, la rabbia, il sonno, la gioia, la potenza, la paura, l’imperturbabilità, la fatica, l’equanimità, la morte, l’amore, la vita… Sembrerebbe che continuino ad affiorare emozioni ed impulsi e Noi continuiamo ad essere agiti da quelli.
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Love, beyond death

Soul, mind and ego are mere words. There are no real entities of this kind. Consciousness is the only truth. The forgetting of your real nature is true death. The memory of this is the true birth …

Ramana Maharshi

From the pyre

At the remains, a humerus still, among the ashes in the grate of the night cremation and again, the light shines at dawn, on the surface of the waters just caressed by the wind. A vortex of ash rises from the embers, on the hair, on the skin, in the eyes, up to the lungs through the nostrils. The primitive red sun from the Ganges to the sky, to clear the morning mists in Varanasi.

On a bamboo litter, in procession, supported on the shoulders by a group of men shouting in unison, another body, now cold, covered with clothes and sprinkled with sandalwood powder is transported barefoot from the stone alleys of the ancient Kashi1 up to Manikarnika Ghat2.

Human flesh not yet decomposed, know, the flame. Here, for millennia, or perhaps even before Time.

The first spark arises from a straw bundle placed for a moment on the central fire of the crematorium, kept alive for generations and therefore considered eternal. Deposited on the mango wood expertly stacked, surrounded by those who have been family and friends, the body that has already exhaled its last breath for hours, the chest and face facing the sky, meets the first lapilli that comes from below, in the direction of the back, the buttocks.

A small pack of dogs approaches, howling. Whirlwind, the first fumes rise, a cow wiggles restlessly near the grate that houses the corpse, everyone, we heard something …

Who am I?

One of the Family … The Void.

 

No space-time.

Quiet, where thought arises …

 

Naked.

The only illusion, separation.

 

At the roots of the tree of knowledge3: survival impulses and neocortical manifestations

We humans, compared to other mammals or other animals present on Earth today, differ anatomically and physiologically in many aspects. Among these, what makes the advent of homo sapiens among the living beings of the planet truly special is the characteristic development of the dimensions and functions of a part of the nervous system that emerged in the most superficial portion of the brain: the neocortex.

The evolutionary thrust that equips fish to populate the waters with gills and swimming fins, wings with birds to fly in the vastness of the skies and particular dynamics in the development of puppies, through maternal attachment and breastfeeding, mammals to follow the development of offspring, manifests a complex system of information transmission in the human organism … A myriad of cells interconnected in the summit area of ​​the skull through the millennia is perfected to the point of letting faculties emerge such as thought, abstraction, the increasingly refined use of symbols, codes and languages ​​that begin to give shape in the individual to a conceptual cognitive representation of reality, to mediate and contain the power of total immersion in the flow of life.

The ideas of separation in the entirety, of good and evil, of sleep and wakefulness, of life and death, represent formidable individual and collective tools aimed at the survival of the individual and of the communities, but at the same time, they begin to alienate our species from the neutral and equanimous continuum with which energy constantly changes its shape in the universe.

From fusion to ego: intersubjectivity and identification

From the sensual union of the bodies, the rhythm, the pulsating blood, the power and delicacy … Up to the possible orgasmic explosion and the dance of procreation.

In the fusion of the egg and the sperm, the echo of the duality of the body expands, organizes itself and if it has space, it can return to being wholeness in the form that manifests itself to our senses.

The embryo in the mother’s womb, while starting to develop and differentiate the tissues, is completely in osmosis with the environment, absorbed in everything conveyed to it by the organism that feeds and hosts it.

The act of birth, although causing numerous changes in the neurophysiology of the newborn, would not seem to immediately make significant changes in the development of the anatomical volume of the neocortex, which from here on, based on the quality of the stimuli received by the baby, will begin to take shape and structure. In the first months of life, the dyad formed by mom and son is in a relationship of total somato emotional resonance. The newborn still does not have the development of the cognitive neural circuits that allow the formulation of the idea of ​​a separate “I”, lives that particular dimension of fusion today called intersubjectivity in the scientific field.

Being and relationship, attachment and non-attachment

The subsequent stages of the individual’s development (the latter word which once again recalls the sense of undivided, inseparable), are attributable to the presence of competent parental figures alongside him. Adults who are able to tune in to the infant’s emotional motions and needs, in the right ways and times. The ability of family members or parental figures of reference, to remain present to the emotions of the children without dissociating or activating themselves by reacting impulsively to them, allows them to shape their physiology to stabilize their natural capacities for co-regulation and self-regulation of the affects.

In this sense, an adaptive attachment in the developmental age can help to ease the fatigue and confusion generated by identifying ourselves with the myriad of psychological projections, fragmentation and distortions of personalities that rebound in the frenzy of the social relationships of technological societies. contemporary.

A healthy attachment, intended as a human relationship capable of transmitting a sense of trust felt somatically and lived in a way coherent with the environment, can allow the deployment of a functional ego to fulfill the real needs of the person in harmony with the resources of the environment. To then allow the unwitting caterpillar to follow nature and return to hover lightly in the air, taking the form of a butterfly.

Disidentify ourselves from attachments and open ourselves to that space of not knowing that alludes to being.

To that natural presence that characterized our first days on Earth …

Transgenerational transmission

When I look at someone I don’t see him alone, in the form and age in which he appears at that moment …

I see the face of the girl who was, under the wrinkles carved in the face of an old woman who walks slowly along the river bank. The joy and pain from the loves, from the parts and from the deaths that will come, in the delicate features of the young woman dressed in orange who sits next to me. The child who plays with the kite by making it fly very high instead already knows about sweat, swollen and powerful muscles, fatigue, furious and penetrating looks.

A flow, a continuous and uninterrupted current that only changes shape.

Studded with unpredictable events and happenings, human existence flows for many like a rushing river between two primordial and wild shores, pleasure and pain.

Related to appropriate neurotransmitters secreted in the bloodstream by the body’s endocrine glands, these primitive forces manage and regulate the impulses of approach and departure, instinctively direct our research aimed at the survival of the individual and the species.

What is clear today is that numerous involuntary impulses, behaviors, beliefs and social norms derive from the way we have been conceived and accepted. Ideas such as that of always being the best, of wanting to be the center of attention in any case or of not deserving joy, of not having the right to pleasure, of not being able to really be ourselves, are often caused by maladaptive experiences occurred in childhood.

We know well by now, how much the experiences of the past can condition our present. And we also know how well experiences in the present can shape our organism in a completely new way, right down to the depths of our cells.

Genome transcription changes based on the environment and the experiences we live, the same neural circuits are modeled on the basis of the intensity and time in which we repeat an action or are immersed in a relationship. If this is true with respect to the transgenerational transmissibility of symptoms, compensations and reaction patterns generated by trauma, it is equally true that human relationships based on non-judgment, empathic listening, respect for somatosensory boundaries, compassion and support for the awareness of the subject’s personal power promote changes in the resilience of the community in a prosocial sense. Integration, understood here as an increase in neural connections between the various areas of the brain of individuals, will manifest itself simultaneously and organically in the intensification of solidarity and mutual support relationships.

Love

Can you remember now when in your life you felt unconditional love?

When were you seen and welcomed for who you really are?

Those moments can become the source of natural and deeply human awareness.

When it happens to touch these spaces of openness and deep emotion we get back in touch with the roots of our species.

Love is the quality that nourishes and allows the developmental development of the infant and child. It is the flower that blooms in human relationships as adults when others are not asked to be anything other than who they are.

Every time someone has listened or embraced us appropriately and felt during one of the emotional storms that have arisen in our lives, they have participated in a change in us and in all the people we will meet in our existence.

The etymology, the myth and the reality

In academia, the origin of “amore”, the Italian word love, is traced back to India more than 3000 years ago, to the Sanskrit kama considered in the meaning of desire, pleasure.

In the Vedas the divinity Kama personified cosmic desire, the creative impulse and was considered the son of the primitive Chaos.

In the following centuries, this archetype was embodied in Hindu mythology by a handsome young man surrounded by nymphs who, armed with a bow, fired arrows of flowers that dispensed love. Legend has it that one of his arrows, aimed at Shiva in an attempt to ignite in them the flame of passion for Parvati, has diverted Adiyogi from the deep meditation in which he was absorbed at the top of the Himalaya peaks.

Shiva furious at this senseless gesture would have burned Kama down to ash. From there the young archer would become Ananga, the bodyless, even more densely omnipresent on Earth as he is no longer subject to the limits of manifest form.

Beyond death

Less rooted in a philological and mythological sense, but no less suggestive could also be the origin of the word “amore” from the Latin “a / mors” … Without death.

If we understand how every act of authentic love can participate in the transformation of human neurophysiology and be embodied and transmitted for generations through looks, gestures, smiles … Then love cannot be confined to the limited time between birth and death individual, goes beyond each of us and our own physical existence.

When a human being who has drawn on the wisdom of nature dies, he is no longer, in the same way that a river is no longer when it flows into the sea; the name, the shape, are no longer, but the water remains and becomes one with the ocean.

Pungent smell in the air. The meat melts quickly while mango wood has burned the remains of the lifeless body for hours. The bones become incandescent and then suddenly a snap, they crumble. Among the latter, those of the pelvis, the skull and sometimes the shoulders come apart.

At the end of the cremation, the pyre is quenched with a bucket of Ganges water. A final tongue of thick smoke rises from the smashan of Manikarnika Ghat.

 

Jerry Diamanti

 

The text was inspired and written during a trip to India between the months of January and February 2020.

Ramana Maharshi’s initial quote is taken from the book “Graceful Exits” by Sushila Blackman, Shambhala Publications. 108 stories that tell how the ancient and modern  Tibetans, Hindus, Buddhists and Zen masters dealt with death.

1 Kashi, is the name that was given in the Rgveda, one of the numerous Vedic texts dating back more than 3500 years ago, to the inhabited area on the banks of the Ganges where today’s Varanasi stands today. It was called Kāśī (Kashi) from the Sanskrit verbal root kaś- which means “to shine”, for this reason, it was also known as the “City of light”. Hindu texts refer to Varanasi using numerous epithets, such as Avimukta (“never abandoned” by Shiva), Ānandavana (“the forest of bliss”), and Mahasmashana (“the great place of cremations”).

2 Manikarnika Ghat, is the area on the western bank of the Ganges in Varanasi where the bodies of millions of Hindus have been cremated for centuries. Characterized by the presence of different metal structures fixed on the ground and designed to contain the corpses brought here by family members and acquaintances who come from all over India. For millennial local traditions, ancient Kashi is the only place on Earth where the gods allow men to escape the saṃsāra, the eternal cycle of death and rebirth. For this reason, compared to other areas of the planet where death is culturally removed or lived only as a mournful moment of sadness and despair, here the human being makes it a different experience …

3 The tree of knowledge of good and evil in Hebrew: עץ הדעת טוב ורע, ha-daʿat tov va-raʿ, or simply the tree of knowledge, in the traditions of biblical descent is the tree of Eden, mentioned in Genesis together with the tree of life, from which the original sin would have originated following the infringement of the prohibition, placed by God, on Adam and Eve to eat its fruits.

The quote from the third last paragraph is taken from the book “I am that” Chetana Ed. 1973, transcriptions from the satsangs of Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

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(Italiano) E’ la natura che guarisce

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Una persona malata è sempre più ridotta ad un pacchetto di dati, sempre più raccolti automaticamente da sensori tecnologici e i pazienti sono diventati clienti, consumatori di servizi, di medicina personalizzata sempre più gestita da intelligenze artificiali con minimo intervento umano.
Ippocrate diceva che è molto più importante conoscere la persona che ha la malattia, che non la malattia che ha la persona. E diceva che il medico cura, ma è la natura che guarisce.
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(Italiano) Caro amico geniale…

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Caro amico geniale,
figlio del vento
e di carni promiscue, mercenarie
annunciato da un fato lungimirante
per merito di profeti eccellenti,
ti rispetto
e saluto la divinità che in te dimora
Namasté.

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(Italiano) Tu sei il silenzio

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“C’è qualcosa d’immobile, silenzioso, che ascolta queste parole. È Silenzio. È il Silenzio stesso che attraverso la tua forma ascolta queste parole, è il Silenzio che fa esperienza del mondo attraverso i sensi.
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(Italiano) Un’eredità per i tempi oscuri: diventare un balsamo per tutte le ferite

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“Prima di tutto, devi ascoltare il tuo ritmo e cercare di vivere secondo esso. Siate attenti a ciò che emerge dal profondo. Spesso, le nostre azioni sono solo imitazioni, adempimento di un’assunzione di dovere, o un riflesso di ciò che crediamo che un essere umano “dovrebbe” essere. Ma l’unica certezza che possiamo avere sulla nostra vita e sulle nostre azioni può scaturire solo dalla profondità del nostro essere.” – Etty Hillesum
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Western Institutional Education System, Cultural Diversity and Violence

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In questo articolo, analizzo il Sistema Educativo Occidentale alla luce delle diversità culturali e della violenza.
Per comprendere il contributo alla socializzazione del Sistema Educativo Occidentale da questa prospettiva, ne prendo in considerazione le radici attraverso il concetto di Paideia dell’antica Grecia e suggerisco che l’enfasi usata nell’ambito dell’educazione in Occidente, nel coltivare la mente per raggiungere l’eccellenza intellettuale, sia in relazione a questo termine. Anche se un tempo tale sviluppo della mente può essere stato fautore di evoluzione e la sua formazione sia stata intrapresa al servizio dell’ideale e del bene comune, legato allo Stato, all’anima e al divino come suggerito da Platone, nella società moderna tale sviluppo è divenuto onnipervasivo e abbiamo perso il contatto con il nostro “sentire” cuore-mente, un livello più profondo di coscienza.
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Ripples of Knowing

What are thoughts made of?
They are not material things; they are not made of atoms or anything physical. Yet our thoughts clearly exist. What, then, is their essential substance?
Because we don’t often consider this question we don’t have any ready words for the “stuff” from which mental phenomena are made. Perhaps the best we can say is they are made from mind-stuff. That doesn’t in itself say much, except to emphasize that they are not made of matter-stuff.
One might say that the stuff of the mind is consciousness. But some caution is needed here. The word “consciousness” has various meanings and my idea of it may be different from yours.
In addition it is a noun, which implies it is some “thing.” And is therefore something that can be known in some way, however subtle—another object of knowing, rather than that which knows all experiences.
The word “conscious” derives from the Latin con-scius—literally, “with knowing.” The suffix “ness” in conscious-ness means “the state or quality of.” It is appended to an adjective to create an abstract noun that allows us to talk about that quality in a general way. Happiness is the state of being happy. Softness is the quality of being soft. But neither happiness nor softness exists as an independent “thing”. Similarly there is no such “thing” as consciousness. The word refers to “the state or quality of” being conscious—of being “with knowing.”
So one could say the common essence of all thoughts is the knowing of them. They are made of knowing.
An analogy is often drawn with waves in water. A wave is just water in motion. It does not exist as an independent entity, separate from the water. It is merely the way the movement is perceived.
Similarly, our thoughts are ripples of knowing, which are experienced as words in my mind, with perhaps some image from the past and maybe an associated feeling. But the thought has no independent existence beyond my knowing of it. It is but a temporary ripple in the ever-present field of knowing.
The same is true of any other experience that may appear in the mind. The images that constitute a memory are all “in the mind,” and are likewise just modulations of the field of knowing. So too are the scenes we experience when we imagine the future.
It is only a short step to appreciate that the same applies to our experience of the material world. If you close your eyes and explore your experience of your body, you will find various sensations—some pressure in places, some warmth here, a tingling there, or some tension perhaps. These too are but ripples in the field of knowing. The different sensations become integrated into the experience of having a body. But, like the various sensations, this experience of a body is another modulation of the field of knowing.
Similarly with sound. It is easy to appreciate this when we imagine some music. That clearly is an experience arising in the mind. There is no essential difference with “live” music. The brain is taking the data relayed to it from the ears, and from that creating the sound of music. This is experienced as coming from an external world beyond the body, but that experience is itself still arising in me, another excitation of the field of knowing.
As information from other senses is added in, our mental representation of the world begins to take on the mantle of an independent reality. We begin to believe that the world arising in our awareness is the world out there—the so-called “real” world.
This is made all the more convincing as soon as we open our eyes.
Vision takes us out into the world of an apparent external space that seems to be independently real and filled with material objects. But however much it may appear so, we are forced to accept that the visual experiences themselves are also just ripples of knowing.
This is where it begins to get mind-bending. We may realize that the colors we experience are just appearing in the mind—the light itself is not colored, it is simply energy of varying frequencies, the color we experience coming from the representation of that frequency in the mind—but it is more difficult to appreciate the same is true of the solidity we experience around us. It not only looks solid, we can touch it, feel its solidity, and experience how it impedes our movement. We seem to be experiencing the world directly, but in truth all that we are experiencing, including its apparent solidity, is a representation of the world “out there” appearing in our field of knowing. It is how the information that the senses detect appears in the mind.
We can explore this representation in the mind, and from that draw conclusions about the nature of the physical world—which is what science aims to do—but all that we discover, all that we know and understand about the world, all our scientific theories and mathematical equations, our concepts of matter, energy, space and time, our notions of quarks, strings, particles and waves, are but appearances in the mind, more ripples in the field of knowing.
It is all knowing, knowing ripples of knowing.
Peter Russell

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(Italiano) C’era una volta…

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C’era una volta un medico occidentale.
Per ventura o per destino un lontano giorno del luglio 82 si ritrovò con la sua testa calda, pulsante e dolente, sotto il cielo notturno di Belo Horizonte (Brasile) con le sue stelle diverse e la luna orizzontale. Sotto di esse passeggiò trepidante per le strade periferiche e mal disegnate del Bairro (quartiere) Apareçida, alla ricerca di immagini familiari che tranquillizzassero la sua mente, senza trovarle. Caldo di febbre e fervore salì scale sapide d’aglio. Profano, scettico, titubante, ricercatore, complice e distaccato, incapace di essere semplicemente semplice, varcò la soglia di un Terreiro (tempio) di Umbanda , fece il suo ingresso nella sacralità scomposta della Tradizione Sciamanica Afro-Brasiliana.
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(Italiano) La siddhi della Meno-Pausa e la saggezza di Kali

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Tu che risplendi
Nelle ossa del firmamento
Le tue radici si perdono
Nel vuoto della paura
Il tuo sguardo feroce
Fulmina d’incanto
Proteggi il sangue
La sua saggezza
La sua potenza.
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(Italiano) I sogni vengono da fuori. Conversando con Arianna Cecconi

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Se sognare è un’attività universale, diverse sono le interpretazioni e il modo di vivere quella metà della vita che passiamo addormentati. Sognare in pianura è diverso che sognare in cima a una montagna, sognare durante una guerra è diverso che sognare in tempo di pace.

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(Italiano) Venti di migrazione

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                                                                    Muoviti
                                                                    Vai
                                                                    Beato è colui che parte

Una nitida giornata di sole
Il cielo un grande schermo pulito
All’improvviso, evocati dal nulla, gruppi di stormi segnano l’orizzonte, guidati da traiettorie mutevoli e precise.
Si spostano, insieme, e i loro disegni nell’aria paiono proprio frutto di un’intenzione preparata da tempo.
Si muovono per andare!?
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(Italiano) Almeno quando pratichi yoga

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Tutto il giorno sei condizionato da un ritmo frenetico, incessante
allora, almeno quando pratichi yoga
concediti il piacere di un ritmo naturalmente lento, fluido
che ti conduce gentilmente alla quiete […]

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(Italiano) Ricercare per la trasformazione

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Secondo me, la drammatica partenza da casa di Siddharta offre un esempio classico di Trasformazione dell’Energia. In una situazione simile qualsiasi altro principe viziato si sarebbe confrontato con il padre dicendogli: “Perchè ti sei preso gioco di me?”, “Perchè mi hai negato l’altro lato della vita?”
La sua rabbia si sarebbe trasformata in amarezza e poi in risentimento. Probabilmente avrebbe speso il resto della sua vita in maniera autodistruttiva, con alcool e droghe, piagnucolando e lamentandosi degli adulti nella sua famiglia.
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(Italiano) Vorresti essere l’amore della tua vita!

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Sposati con te stessa , questa è l’unica storia d’amore per la vita!
L’amore mi ha trovato
L’amore mi ha trovato
Ha la forma di un fiume che scorre sul mio petto
Odora al vento che mi accarezza mentre sospiro
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