Under the Influence
Sunday, September 6, 2026
That the Students May Become like the Teacher: A Brief Praise for Suffering.
If the meaning and purpose of suffering is revealed only in the ever-increasing willingness to endure it, those of us who would learn that lesson have work ahead of us. Patient endurance will take time to form, and it will cause short-term emotional upheaval–so as people formed at the foot of the Cross, followers of the Teacher should start with a few basic commitments. Because we, Christ’s students, want to absorb pain’s lessons: we make a decision to let our suffering cause personal brokenheartedness instead of retaliation. We commit to the reduction of suffering, knowing how much fun our anguish is not. Under no circumstances should conflicts be artificially multiplied so that lessons can be taught–that would be a sign of spiritualized ego–but when suffering happens, it can be skillfully employed to draw us closer to the one, within, who is capable of quietly bearing it. These commitments set boundaries on a learning process that, regrettably, is often spicier than anyone on earth has a taste for.
Suffering can come from loss, it can come from chronic illness or trauma stored in the body. Or, we can simply find ourselves in a time where, though personally aware of the cost of our own manipulations, we are surrounded by people who unquestioningly manipulate to get their needs met–perhaps even gaining by it while we continue to live with loss. To function on a daily basis, we maintain egoic distance from suffering by judging and analyzing it. But learning with the suffering Christ asks that we be quiet, commit to actually feeling the physical and emotional pains in the body, minus the noise of examination. At the end of it, there will be an opportunity to speak compassionately to the body and let go. We will be able to sing the hymn “ But the pains which he endured Alleluia, our salvation have procured Alleluia.” Those who raise their voices will no longer doubt where their redeemer is.
Suffering initiates a grieving process that renders the things we’re attached to less appealing. This is long, slow and depressing, but also the vehicle of the various dark nights. The things we once desired lose their lustre. Emotional skill is necessary here: it is a positive thing to see the sadness and depression creating non-attachment in real time. Each attachment we face is one less time we need to return as someone else’s “Christ in stranger’s guise”--hastening the day when “the Christ within” will ascend to the Father, forever dissolving into cosmic consciousness. But until then, a carefully tuned ear will begin to hear echoes of the gospel story about the pharisee and the publican: and it is right to be wary.
As a way of connecting with the benefits of ongoing sadness and depression, practitioners may hear themselves saying “thank God I don’t need what others need.” One who has undergone the dark night of the senses simply finds himself collecting less stuff. But listen: the temptation is real– to wax cynical out of secret jealousy, to judge those still capable of enjoying what we no longer can. It’s our job to focus the mind on where our enjoyment actually is–in the renewal of our spirits–and actively root for those who take enjoyment where they can. Snacks are tasty, toys are groovy, human connection is freaking amazing. Cynically judging these things in others--well, this is ego, attempting to retrench.
If we’re careful: eventually, the emotional character of suffering shifts. Honest grief begins to take the place of “comparative desire.” Incarnation shows itself to be a Cross, on which all who live are suspended: between uncomfortable vulnerabilities, on one side, and, on the other, the humiliating hustle to get survival needs met. No one on earth is capable of that–and when we see our incapacity plainly, we pray “I am sorry for what I numbed myself with when I couldn’t be poor and vulnerable.” We sit in our suffering as the publican sat in the temple, saying “Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner.” To our surprise, such shifts in perspective can even change how physical or emotional pain feels in the body. The sensations are just as intense, but the intensity is less painful. The cross feels different when you stop wiggling against the nails, and condemnation feels different when you find the voice that says “Father forgive us–none of us knows how to do this!” After that, snacks are tasty, toys are groovy, human connection is amazing–and we may perhaps rediscover our fascination for them.
Sex, breath and physical sensation, to say nothing of concentration itself–these are, all of them, intense teachers. On a worldwide religious stage, tantric teachers suggest that physical sensations themselves can free us from ego. (And in fact Jesus’ genius may be precisely found in challenging how attached we are to “selflessness being blissful” making nonself accessible to the vulnerable and suffering.) Famous teachers like Ram Dass said “there isn’t a lot of room for ego when you’re just breathing in and out.” Buddhists who work with the levels of concentration called the jhanas report that thought of self is suspended as our capacity grows to let go of pleasure and willingly embrace pain. In summary, to paraphrase the Trappist monk Thomas Keating: “there is a level on which pain is pleasure and pleasure is pain, because we are grounded in divine love.” Despite how the lesson challenges attachments, the prospect of robust acceptance is real: so it qualifies as a “lesson that’s part of the curriculum regardless of how miserably difficult it is.”
You have heard it said “play stupid games, win stupid prizes.” Amen I say to you, suffering is one such game, and humility is one such prize. Even the most diligent practitioners will hang their heads, in the end, and say “I’m sorry for the desires I hid behind because I was having trouble being vulnerable and feeling sensations and emotions.” The psalmist said “Have mercy on me God have mercy, for in you, my soul has taken refuge” This points us in the direction of “the Christ within” who can physically bear the intense feelings we cannot. And indeed, though both the sensations of the body (and the emotions they cause) whether blissful or painful, are intense–full acceptance is a source of protection for those willing to feel them. The psalm continues “In the shadow of your wings. I take refuge, till the storms of destruction pass by.” Even if suffering stinks, it is possible to appreciate it for the breaks it affords selfishly oriented thinking. Without forming a morbid attachment to suffering because of it, we may find ourselves praying that “things that orient us away from ourselves” increase.
And listen, listen: we do NOT need to content ourselves with being in physical or emotional pain because of its lesson value. Half of the curriculum of suffering is “what do you do with difficult emotions and sensations once you’ve felt them fully?” It is the function of emotional and physical suffering to free us from ego. After it’s done so, though, if we’re to avoid retrenchment in resentments, ego energy needs to find expression in prayer for others. Jesus didn’t stop at “if this cup cannot pass unless I drink it, thy will be done.” On the other side of taking one on the chin, he prayed “father forgive them.”
Even on a level of sensation, we need not content ourselves with discomfort. Those who are so chronically ill that the drugs stop working go to psychologists trained in pain management– they’re taught to encounter their pain deeply and release it, growing in speed with the internal skills. One of the lessons of mantra practice is “the feeling of sound is more effective than coping mechanisms to relieve stress and release pain.” Let’s unpack this for a minute.
We know pain and trauma causes hyperfocus on the body. Psalm 22 says “I can feel all my bones.” This is incredibly negative as we are first becoming aware of the volume of trauma we carry around. But it doesn’t stay that way. After a while that hypervigilance–once we’re safe enough to allow it to rest from perpetual engagement– becomes energy for highly focused intent and attention. We can kick in as needed, even when we’re averse to the work at hand, concentrate despite things that would once have distracted us. Transforming pain uses all of these skills. A great deal of pain’s discomfort isn’t due to the physical sensation, it’s due to our desire to avoid it, the suffering we’re creating by our judgment of it. Looking our own pain in the face is kind of like emerging from under the covers when there’s a ghost in the room. But on the turbulent sea of Galilee, when the disciples thought they were seeing a ghost, they heard “take heart, it is I, do not be afraid.” Looking our own pain in the face is gross, the way it would be to look at someone we love being beaten horribly and crucified. But the disciples eventually did so, and recalled Zechariah’s words, saying “you shall look upon him whom you have pierced, and mourn him as one mourns an only son.” Again, when Moses nailed a serpent to a pole–strikingly paralleling Christ’s elevation on the cross, Exodus says “all who look at it will live.”
It is the same with physical and emotional pain, the same with the darker parts of our psychology, the same with the annoyingly persistent sinful and suffering world. The Spirit’s energy is subtle and small by design: we can’t both be present to suffering, while also trying to examine or control it. But Christ returned as a stranger so that we would see all suffering as his. Here’s a list of everything we’re told to see as Christ, so extensive it’s exhausting: bread, wine, sheep gates, shepherds, light, clear paths, vines, and life itself. Christ is literally present in the hungry, the thirsty, the stranger, the homeless, the sick, the imprisoned, the naked. The Spirit says “you can spend your energy doing intellectual work, trying to figure out if what you’re looking at is Christ and what your obligations are. Or you can just stop judging, proclaim everything to be Christ, and commence to all the bits that involve rejoicing.” As we realize that all suffering is Christ’s and grow in our willingness to host that pain in our own bodies: we understand why the epistles exhort us to “always carrying in the body the death of Christ so that the life of Christ may be made known in our mortal bodies also.” If the Spirit’s energy were too insufficient, in fact, to simultaneously “be who we think we are” and also show devotion to Christ, we should throw off self like the tight garment it has always been. Everything left, in us and in the world, would be Christ, risen indeed.
Francis of Assissi, whose suffering was so great he physically manifested the wounds of Christ, famously stripped in front of his bishop and advocated “following the naked Christ nakedly.” This falls short of justification for showing up to dinner parties in our birthday suits–but it can and must do heavy lifting to inspire us to utilize our suffering in a particular way. Seized by Roman soldiers, an unnamed disciple wiggled out of his clothes and fled Gethsemani naked. Amen, I say to you: this moment is Gethsemani. What need have any of us for the garment of self? Let all who have ears listen, because our suffering’s whispering an answer. "None at all!" Can you hear it? None at all.
Monday, August 24, 2026
Christ, the healer of CPTSD Part II
The world religions that claim "life is suffering" are absolutely right. The role of the Cross in communal grief has been under-examined. Christ was right to accept suffering over avoidance. Christianity is grief work, first of the death of Christ, then of our own deaths. Whether "one who finally feels communal trauma" is called a priest, a prophet, a suffering servant--the name isn't the important part. Most significant is the fact that Christ embodied all three, that we will do the same whether we like it or not. Trauma, finally felt, is either consecrated as a sacred offering, or it increases suffering immeasurably.
On a nervous system level, avoidance of suffering costs us dearly. We long for a security we don't have. Manipulating to suffice our survival needs is an option: that possibility manifests in the mind itself, as thoughts of gluttony, greed, sloth, sorrow, lust, wrath, vanity and pride. But the wage of manipulation is paranoia. We long for a degree of control that escapes us. Spiritualizing to avoid facing powerlessness is an option. Even if we gain a sense of the beauty of the "self," avoidance of lack of control manifests as self pity, blame, self righteousness, shame, rationalization, resentment, worry and entitlement. But the result of acting on these thoughts is anxiety. There's no harm in saying the self is beautiful. The harm comes when benefit or advantage is sought because of it. It's confirmed by disappointed expectations. When the Apostles asked Jesus what they'd receive for all they'd given up, all Jesus added was persecutions--then he left them with disappointed expectations. With suffering and struggle left in place post-redemption, the real miracle is "choosing to value small, impermanent joys" over and against something flashier, and despite hardship. This (and connection with those who do likewise) is the core of Christian transformation.
People with CPTSD have difficult relationships with mind, emotions and nervous system. The Trinity is, in the first place, a personification of how the mind works: in other words, fragmented minds choose deities with moving parts. The Father becomes the "divine persona" in relation to whom we straighten out the mind. The Son becomes the "divine persona" in relation to whom we work out our emotions. The Holy Spirit becomes the "divine persona" in relation to whom we learn to regulate our nervous system. The arising of the trinity within--what the Greek Orthodox Church calls "theosis" or "deification--comes specifically out of trauma induced fragmentation of the psyche.
People with CPTSD store trauma in the body. The prophets very often felt generational trauma viscerally. Elijah was so depressed he asked the Lord to take his life. Ezekiel saw a field of dry bones, most likely his own, and had to reframe pent up trauma by prophesying to the flesh. He had to calm the nervous system by prophesying to the breath. My body and yours may have been slapped around too much, and will then permanently brace. We'll have pain we can't explain in the very spots that were struck, until we go to that spot, speak soothingly to the body consistently enough that it can finally relax. It is a hard, necessary obligation.
People with CPTSD dissociate: when we come out of denial, dissociation feels negative. After a while it begins simply to feel numb, and after that, we realize dissociation is preferable to attachment. When we deal with the suffering of life increasingly head on, we are freed from attachment in real time. The task then becomes to fill that space with virtue and the various transformations of theosis--learning to bear up under stress and become the Christ you've received.
People with CPTSD are hypervigilant: when the ego becomes quiet, the energy behind this can become deep acceptance of reality as it is. Life can be full of alternating bliss and pain, full of alternating attraction and aversion, and the individual practitioner remains still. To craving and clinging, there is always a cost. Our help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. Attempting to control or find security based on ego, craving or desire will always take a toll in anxiety.
People with CPTSD struggle with identity. The demoniac said "my name is Legion, for we are many." Martha was worried and concerned about many things. Mary was possessed by eight demons. Let us remember: ego is an umbrella concept that is driven by many different compulsive thoughts. But ego is a preoccupation that quickly shows its ineffectiveness--eventually, the demoniac was gashing himself with rocks. The "many preoccupations" yield as one becomes grounded in the body. The vehicle of this is the name of Jesus, repeated as mantra. Giving attention to the feeling of sound, we increasingly see the worth of giving ourselves something to feel that's neither a drug nor anxiety. The question "who am I" ceases to be as important as "how do I give meaningful attention to the sound of the name?"
People with cptsd struggle to feel understood. No one understands the trauma, and no one understands the spiritual awakening. It is hard to figure out which spiritual thoughts are socially significant, and which are merely individually significant. The prophet Jeremiah said "When I said 'I will not mention him or speak anymore in his name' then within me there is something like a burning fire, shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in, and I cannot." Verbal impulsivity is a trauma response, often referred to as "trauma dumping." Legion, after being healed, went off and proclaimed Christ in the decapolis--but this is a charitable framing indeed. Confrontation with the limits of people's energy for understanding is swift. St. Francis knew the pitfalls of going through life longing to be understood: he prayed "grant that I may never seek so much to be understood as to understand." Suffering doesn't end, nor ultimately does it cease to be solitary or burdensome: instead it gains us empathy for the struggles of others.
Sunday, August 9, 2026
In the Name of Jesus: Mantra, an Apostolic Practice.
This is not a new experience. The famous "Pilgrim" wandered about Russia praying "Jesus, mercy" constantly, feeling the intense desire for the prayer arise at various times. Krishna Das said "my job is to pay attention to the sound of the Name, and to come back when I get distracted." Fr. Chrysogonus of Gethsemani said "You do not take the word of God into your mouth. Instead you enter into the Word, because the Word is bigger than you are." (He may have been paraphrasing Abraham Joshua Heschel, here, though memory is an unreliable servant.) Ram Dass talks about that moment when "jappa" or mantra becomes "ajappa jappa"--the moment when "the mantra prays itself and I listen." The dynamics of mantra practice are uniform across religious traditions. This text concludes that the apostles had similar experience with the name of Jesus, and that the experience became a cornerstone of Christian humility.
Here's how to do it. Becoming as still as possible is advisable: by lying down, if you can manage to stay awake, by sitting in a chair: do whatever strikes a balance between minimizing discomfort and maximizing alertness. Your ego will want to try to twist your body into a pretzel--it'll want to attempt full lotus or vajrassana because one "looks more spiritual" that way. Do this if you must, but if you don't build up to those with years of practice, pulled muscles will convince you that stillness, not "the appearance of holiness" is the goal.
Take the word into your mouth. Longer mantras will feed the intellect, such as "always carrying in the body the death of Christ, so that the life of Christ may be made known in our mortal bodies also." Shorter mantras will focus you on sound itself such as "Jesus, mercy." You'll notice the mantra is "one of many things you think about." For a while, that's just fine. There will come a time when the impulsion arises, to let go of things that aren't the mantra, and if you aren't operating heavy machinery when it does (if you can spare the attention safely,) follow that impulse.
Apply a bit of force with the lower abdomen, pushing the muscles inward and down. This will decrease thoughts about things that aren't the mantra. You may also begin to realize that you "feel sound more." Where you feel the sound will shift, depending on where your body is carrying tension--the vibrations of sound will gradually break up stored tension. Gently focus attention ("mind energy") and intention ("guts energy") on physical sensation, regardless of whether the sensation is pleasant or painful. Bliss will arise, let it go. Pain will arise, stay with it till your desire to judge the sensation subsides. As signs of intent and objects of attention, physical sensations themselves will come to stand in for words as the substance of prayer. That shift is safe, natural, completely ok.
At some point, All physical sensations become the mantra. All sounds become the mantra. Your ego will say "this is so groovy" and "prayer is really happening." And if you can, minimize clinging and analysis by remaining with physical sensation. Then, let go. Demands of life will take over, marking a natural end of "practice time."
And listen: this is a practice that leads to transformation. Not a magical solution for ongoing problems. Suffering will remain--the one enduring it will change. The struggle for daily sustenance will remain--the one punching the time clock will change. You will notice you need less control, fewer assurances of security to sustain practice. This is a "God skill" to work and rejoice in life's nifty bits while stressors remain. Glimmers of real growth will arise and subside--and those, while temporary, are significant indeed.
St. Paul was a cranky bloke, but his experience of prayer was certain. Like the silliest goose in the gaggle, he boasted of his sufferings: he was shipwrecked, flogged, and occasionally homeless. But he eventually looked at the "god unknown" and knew who it was. He eventually said "in God we live, and move, and have our being." He eventually could say "I have become all things to all people" even if it meant appearing a criminal, unjustly, to some. Life is "everything, all at once" and some of it is hard. Amidst impermanent joys and disappointed expectations, genuine contentment is a rare feeling, and an even rarer deliberate choice. If our track record were half as good as mantra made the apostles, we would be fortunate indeed.
Sunday, August 2, 2026
Christ, the healer of CPTSD
There's a set of people, usually somewhere in the midst of various dark nights, who have begun to see the problems that redemption leaves in place in disappointing preference for changing their own heart. The dark night of the senses is hard, but eventually they see that spiritual work is necessary for sanity. There's group of practitioners who have begun the frustrating process of trying to find a church with the mechanisms to accommodate their unique vocation. The dark night of the spirit is hard, but eventually practitioners realize that God's voice isn't as limited as the response rate of various churches.
The Jewish God concept is a method of nervous system regulation: Breathe, Listen, Feel Mantra
The End Result.
Sunday, July 19, 2026
Lectio Divina with the Apostles
This method is fine and good, I suppose. But it can lead to simple confirmation bias--we see what we want. And It leaves in place the very thing that humility seeks to reduce: ego. Luckily, the apostles had a different method. [bxA] Be forewarned: it is not fun. It demands a great deal of those who practice it.
In this method, tension gathers at the question words. Initially, because we're looking for help outside ourselves, we become focused on "empty space" (as it is written "watch, therefore, for you know not when the master of the house is coming.") We have heroic work to do. See, we're inclined to see it emptiness as negative--because silence surfaces the heart's negativity. But this is only so that we can recognize our appointed conversion experience, "aha" that moment when the background becomes foreground and emotional options expand. Only after he was nailed to the cross did Jesus find the means to forgive his persecutors.
Let me clarify what I mean when I say "tension gathers at the question words." Faith isn't a matter of certainty or doubt. It's keeping our attention and intention focused on time, distance and agency until the answer is given to you, by intuition instead of intellect, realization instead of reason, in the here and now. In this process, the ego-cancelling tensions will outlast the self of the questioner. Nebuchadnezzar attempted to execute 3 youths in a fiery furnace, saying "who is the God who will deliver you out of my hands?" Scripture says they were unharmed in the flames, and that a fourth appeared, looking like a God. Psalm 121 says "I lift my eyes to the mountains, from where shall come my help?" As if answering his own question, the psalmist says "My help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth." St. Paul is meditating on the prophet Isaiah, which says "at an acceptable time I have heard you, in a day of salvation I have helped you." Paul later reports "now is the acceptable time, now is the day of salvation." So you see, three things have happened here. First, questions like "who, where, and when" have become unbearable--and they've surfaced fears of being wrong, being judged. Second, the "self doing the asking" has been, at least, purified, if not cancelled out entirely. Finally, the solution we expected to be remote has come close.
There are further things to say: done in this way, lectio divina corrects misconceptions. One misconception is causality. The apostles ask "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus replies "this happened so that the works of God might be revealed in him." In other words, our sense of cause and effect aren't always accurate. Another misconception is avoidance. Of the cross, one thief said "if you are the messiah, save yourself and us." Another thief said "remember me when you come into your kingdom." But Jesus knew the kingdom wasn't later: and he had already said "if this cup could not pass unless I drink it, thy will be done." Christ's robust acceptance opened the moment to everything, and even suffering was transformed. A third misconception is dualism. When Abraham's servant asks Laban and Bethuel for their permission to wed Rebekkah to Isaac, they reply "we cannot speak to you bad or good, the thing comes from the Lord." In the book of Ezra, a group of mixed returned-exiles attend the consecration of the second temple. The old remembered the first temple, and mourned. The young had no such memory, and rejoiced. The text says "the weeping was indistinguishable from the laughter.
First we imitate Christ--we do what he did, simply because he did it. Then we are intimate with Christ--we take him into our own experience, especially what is difficult. Finally we internalize Christ--he disappears from our sight because it's our own eyes he sees out of, our own ears he hears out of. And all of this transforms how we read the scripture--we recognize increasingly difficult emotions by seeing them on the page, and see our shadow side by the extensive list of rogues with whom we are brought to identify. This is the kindness of the scripture: that we see who we are, gently, looking back through the mirror of the page.
Greeks desire order: indeed, the logos is pitched as "the order of creation." But we proclaim Christ crucified, and that broadens the word's definition. What we're talking about, here, is "word as paradox." And this is a wake up call: we find that we cling to what we enjoy, push away what disgusts us. This is why it's important that Christ suffered--so that we can be devoted to the very thing we have a tendency to push away. This is why Christ chose what is low and despised in the world, to teach us to set our faces like flint, show devotion to the things that are not instead of running from them. In the end, death and life are happening simultaneously--not to us, so that we can be filled with self pity, but to Christ, to God's glory.
To sum up "Allow your questions to crucify who you think you are" said the apostles. "What is remote will draw close, and what's left is who you are." This is the truest way to do lectio divina. All that's needed is waiting, watching, prayer.
Sunday, July 12, 2026
Christ the non-self part 2
In a way that, perhaps, struggled to find words, the last post said: after long disorientation, our fragmented identities seek non-self, stillness and quiet. Figures like St. Paul, in the letter to the Galatians, propose that the one in us who's capable of such motionlessness--who is us but not ego--this can only have one name: Christ.
Fair enough: but let's dig deeper. [bxA] If "the Christ of stillness" is the identity that's to be given its head. the rest of the identities must be still. In Matthew's gospel, two blind men go to Jesus and say "Son of David, have mercy on us!" Jesus says "Do you believe that I am able to do this?" If you're able to hear it, Jesus is implying a different question. "Do you you believe that I am able to do this" is also asking "have you given up doing it for yourselves?"
So, to tug at strains of thought contained in the last post: we can imagine Legion going home at Jesus' request, only to find "the gratitude he was called to" in short supply. Scripture is sympathetic--it says Legion "proclaimed Christ in the Decapolis" though it was most likely not evangelization, but rather what the modern age calls "trauma dumping:" Christ had unsettled his identity, and relating to Christ became a way of answering the "WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED" question. It probably overtaxed even those who loved him the most: busy lives can give only so much time to "verbally hashing out journeys of becoming." The psalmsist says "friends and family you have taken away, my one companion is darkness"--and how lonely it must have been to fulfill that bit of the scripture.
To Christ, the demoniac had said "my name is Legion, for we are many." Post-healing, we can imagine the flood of resentment, as his many, old identities reveal their fruitlessness. We can imagine the gradual discovery of "stores of trauma" which, since the man no longer gashed himself with rocks, he was now compelled to feel. And underneath the pain, we can imagine a store of nervous energy. And we can imagine the slow work of befriending that energy through to its gradual reframing: anxiety, see, is just the Spirit, being judged by ego instead of physically felt. The trouble is, burning alive from within is intense. Just as Elijah had a rough time getting to the point where he could bear hearing "the sound of everything"--he had to shed an identity in the doing of it--we can perhaps imagine that Legion had to do the same thing on the level of sensation. It's entirely plausible that "Feel everything, don't judge" became, with practice, possible for longer and longer stretches.
At the risk of redundancy, let's restate something quickly that--if we're making useful but baseless assumptions anyway--could also have possibly been true: the Jewish God concept is a method of nervous system regulation, and Jesus' "new spin on an old classic" was this: he used it to accept the divine lesson in painful emotions and sensations, instead of just in joy.
We've said two things, let's break them down. "The Jewish God concept is a method of nervous system regulation." Any psychologist will tell those suffering from anxiety attacks to breathe in and out. God's name is YHWH: some scholars think that is a breath cycle, transliterated. In other words, God revealed his name when Moses was still and quiet enough to hear his own breath. Any psychologist will tell those suffering from anxiety to name 5 things they can hear. Deuteronomy would codify "Hear O Israel" into a profession of faith. Any psychologist will tell those suffering from anxiety attacks to name 4 things they can feel. Ezekiel was "brought to a field of dry bones"--which, for our purposes, could well have been simply "an invitation to feel deeply the sensations of his own body." Psalm 22 says "I can feel all my bones" so we know that pain, in particular, can cause hyperawareness. Lastly, any psychologist will tell those suffering from anxiety to pick a word and lightly hum or say it in times of stress. Mantra fills the body with "the feeling of sound." When the apostles talk about being "in the name of Jesus" it may well have pointed to an apostolic practice of "repetitively praying Jesus' name"--and doing it, not only till nervousness subsides, but until the The Name showed itself to be bigger than the one pronouncing it. As was said to the Colossians, "[Jesus] is before all else that is, and in him all things hold together...he is the beginning, the firstborn of the dead." If scholars disagree, maybe argue that "Breathe, Listen, Feel, Mantra" isn't a "method for nervous system regulation" built into a god concept, it is perhaps time to listen, instead, to the body itself. We remember the scriptures that said "the spirit, the water and the blood, these three agree."
If the Transfiguration was "Jesus mining bliss for divine lessons," we know that at some point, he began to intuit that pain contained teachings as well. Remember when Jesus said "I am troubled now, but what can I say 'Father, save me from this hour?' It is for this hour that I came into the world. 'Father, Glorify your name!'" We know that, at the tomb of Lazarus, Jesus wept. We remember that, in Gethsemani, Jesus said "my soul is sorrowful, even unto death." Jesus predicted that the messiah would be rejected, suffer, die, then rise on the third day. This made sense, because pain focused attention and intention just as effectively as bliss--it's simply judged and rejected by egos much more consistently. And Jesus knew that it is incumebent on one fulfilling the law, prophets and psalms to do this bit of unpleasant work, along with all else.
But he also said "sit here while I pray" and it brings us back to a beginning of sorts. If, in the end, the Christ within is quiet and still, he is perceivable only by becoming quiet and still ourselves. The profound surprise is this: in perhaps blinding realization, we see that he has felt, within us, what we couldn't bear to feel ourselves. He's the one who traverses the via dolorosa of our own spine, to be crucified at "the place of the skull." (The skull in question simply happens, fortunately or unfortunately, to be our own.) And it simply makes the point eloquently: we can leave the tempting "case of the 'poor me's" alone. Pain isn't ours, it belongs to Christ. Bliss isn't ours, it belongs to Christ. (It is written "always carrying in the body the death of Christ, so that the life of Christ may be made known in our mortal bodies also.) We have become willing to feel everything, and it has heightened our tolerance. In the same place the scripture says "we are perplexed, but not in despair, persecuted but not forsaken, struck down but not destroyed." Whether or not we enjoy it, we know this to be true.
The psalm known by latin enthusiasts as the "Te Deum" says: "Not to us, Lord, but to your name give the glory." In our flesh, our nervous systems themselves, we see God. In accepting that pain and pleasure are not two, that life and death are one, the Christ whose name we've taken for a "walking around mantra" has given us something we simply had to stop attempting to secure for ourselves. And this is what Christ, who died for us while we were still sinners, reveals for our eyes to see, for our ears to hear: Acceptance--blessed acceptance of everything, from which our egos once turned their faces. Thanks be to God, who gave Christ alone the victory, while, in our own flesh, we found quiet stillness.
Friday, April 24, 2026
From Many, To one: Christ the non-self
In questions of "spiritual becoming," this journey from "many to one" eventually requires the sacrifice of identity itself. [bxA] No greater representative of this shift exists than the demoniac Legion: when asked his name, he gave it, saying "for we are many." Initially he lived among the tombs, gashed himself with rocks. After meeting Jesus, he was found "sitting clothed and in his right mind."
In the epistles, "Christ" is the new name for oneness. Oneness is our source and summit--it's a cosmic principle, but it specifically eclipses the many egoic roles we play. The Scriptures say "[Christ] is before all things, and in him all things hold together." In order to see the process of "students becoming like the teacher" through to its end, the relativization of identity is incumbent on all who would learn thoroughly.
You have heard of the "confusion of material cravings:" this is the dark night of senses. You have heard of the "confusion of spiritual ideals:" this is the dark night of spirit. But perhaps you have yet to hear of the "dark night of the self," or the confusion of identity. Once we're attuned to this confusion, in the writings of the early Christian community, the theme is impossible to ignore.
When ambivalence resolves, this "persona built of unknowing" gets a label: Christ. Expressing that uncertainty, St. Paul says "I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing that I hate...who will free me from this body of death?" Later, we can see him inching toward integration: Paul's sufferings aren't his personal possession, (for that matter, neither is his bliss). They aren't material with which he can justifiably build an ego story. He will healthily relabel his suffering and bliss, so that his second letter to the corinthians will acknowledge that they both belong to Christ alone. Christians are "always carrying in the body the death of Christ" he says "so that the life of Christ may be made known in our mortal bodies also." All suffering is part of Christ's death, all bliss is part of his life. At the height of integration, Paul will say "I live, but not I, Christ lives in me."
Returning, for a moment, to Legion: it's worth wondering what the mechanism of "sitting, clothed and in his right mind" was. Jesus often asked those he healed to contend with non-fulfillment. Legion, healed by Jesus, wanted to get in the boat, but the Lord himself refused and sent him away. At first, this would have surfaced all manner of resentment. But it also would have developed the muscles of emotional choice. Reasons for resentment may endure, but deliberately choosing gratitude fosters health and sanity.
Suffice to say: both emotionally and in terms of identity, Legion had been shaken to his core. Finding inner stillness entailed emotional choice and "rootedness in the name." I do not know how successful Legion was at "telling his family and friends what God, in his mercy, had done"--but whatever gratitude he felt, he'd have felt while reasons to be resentful remained. I do not know who Legion eventually decided he was, or even whether such a decision remained an important one. But I'm certain of this: mantra-like repetition of Jesus' name--as those who pray the "Jesus Prayer" know--acquaints a person with the way everything is sound. If Legion was like Elijah, he would have "heard the sound of everything" and the vibration of the name would have called ego into question. It would have specifically targeted and broken up both the stores of physical tension in the body and the afflictive thoughts such tension begets. It would not surprise me if either identity or strong emotion became, to Legion, less important than returning to the sound of Jesus' name. Vibration can be physically felt, while identities and emotions are just thoughts. If Legion let go of either of them, it would have been to embrace what was more palpable and real.
There's a paradoxical spot where sound and feeling are one, and thoughts of self become less important than remaining with such intense physical feeling. Elijah encountered it at Horeb, and covered his face. Christ encountered it on the cross, and surrendered his spirit. There's a paradoxical spot where weeping and mirth are one, and it calls all our labels into question. When a mixed group of exiles rebuilt the temple, some cried and some laughed, and holy writ says the sounds were indistinguishable from one another. There's a paradoxical spot where the wound and the healing are one, and it helps us to see others' suffering. Christ offered Thomas the opportunity to probe this with his hands, and, (perhaps while all his doubts remained unresolved) he exclaimed.
By becoming nothing, Jesus became everything. In the light of paradox, Legion would have seen that the self he was giving up never existed anyway. Legion would have seen that suffering and bliss are just a set of emotions and sensations: sometimes intense, sometimes not, but never a source of identity. If we listen, we can guess that Legion came viscerally to understand what the formerly rich man Job, that mouthpiece of biblical wisdom, himself understood. Perhaps, wise words were even, with some frequency, in the demoniac's mouth: he giveth, and he taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord. Indeed, blessed are those who hear the Word of God, and do it.
Monday, March 30, 2026
Christ's prayer: When oneness blinks first
Sunday, February 22, 2026
Paradox as Real Presence
The Teacher said "Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst." And this is important: you will never know what this means until the "me" (of whom you ask what this means) is your flesh, your breath, your thoughts and emotions, sensations and energies. Only the paradox of "emptiness and fullness," kenosis and pleroma, will root you in incarnation so deeply as to heal your emotions, nervous system, attention and intention. Only when there is no you will the paradox of "facing wounds to find healing" be totally safe. Tradition says Thomas looked a great deal like Jesus--so that when Christ appeared with open wounds, Thomas would more easily see his own. We are no different. That's a consolation, but it also challenging the ego--which only wants lasting pleasure--with the truth that "all flesh is like the grass."
To hunger without fear is Christ, and nourishment. Because he who said "I am the bread of Life" also said "Man cannot live on bread alone." When you are able to say both and also feel and let go of all the sensations of the body, Christ is present as your own non-self. To thirst without insecurity is Christ, and "true drink." The one who said "eat my flesh and drink my blood" also said "I thirst." When you can look at unmet thirsts and be unafraid, Christ is present as your own non-self. To become comfortable with insecurity, embrace "knowing/not knowing." Become the one who said "I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ, and him crucified." To gain comfort with lack of control, embrace "believing/unbelieving." Keep saying to Christ "I believe, help my unbelief" until unbelief totally loses its notes of cynicism. Belief will cease to be an intellectual thing, and become a process of arriving at total acceptance.
The body is a gateless gate, though it appears to be a prison. When we realize this, we live and move, have our being in God, and Christ is truly present. We sit, like the apostles, singing hymns. The feeling of sound is enough: if our attention is sustained enough, we'll witness the falling away even of the mental voice that refers to "I, Me, and My." Then the doors will swing open on their own.
It's of the ego that Christ spoke paradoxically, when he said both "if it is my will that he remain until I return, what is that to you" and also "nothing is lost but the one destined to be lost." This tension--which is not "you," though it claims to be--remains so we'll let go of self, surrendering even the separation between ourselves and Christ. The ego is the prison guard, who awoke to find all the prison doors open, and drew his sword to kill himself. The ego is the one to whom Peter said "do not harm yourself, for we are all still here." Egos expect benefits to following Christ, only to hear him add "persecutions" to the benefits package of discipleship.
If we are rooted in the body more than in the mind, we will be okay. Christ has lost nothing of what the Father has given him, and when he uses our mouths to say "into your hands I commend my spirit," we sit clothed and in our right mind, and Christ has no body but ours to sit still in. Neither pain nor bliss, nor calm nor stress--none of this is ours to build an ego story out of. It all belongs to Christ. He is the firstborn of the dead, and death isn't expected to be anything but painful, grumpy, uncomfortable. There will be reasons to flip tables. Neither the body nor the temple were ever meant to be a vessel of stored trauma that substitution sacrifice made them into. Go ahead and lose your shit. All shit belongs to Christ, anyway. When you think, who do you think you are? Wouldn't "not thinking" be more peaceful? If the answer is yes, then "breathe, listen and feel": the alpha and the omega is embodied and within you, and birth and death are one. Our help is in the name of the Lord, and the name of the Lord is Silence.








