Monday, July 3, 2017

Kairos, Koans and Conversion: 5 Realization, Transformation and Self Emptying.

In conceiving the sacred, we echo the mistake of Adam, we attempt “to be like God.”  Our process attempts to be creative like God’s is full of reasoning, places undue importance on our own active volition, our work.  If our reading of the prologue is our starting point, without denigrating whatever proper role reason and creativity might have, our conceptions of the sacred might have more traction were they negative like the Logos.  

John’s gospel opens with an account of Jesus cleansing the temple.  The Intro to Seung Sahn’s teachings “Dropping Ashes on the Buddha” asks Zen disciples what they would do if a student, smoking a cigarette and full of bluster, walked into the Zen Center and flicked ashes on the statue of Buddha.  Seung Sahn says “However you try to teach him, he will hit you.  If you try to teach by hitting him back, he will hit you even harder. (He is very strong.)”  Seung Sahn’s ashes are like Jesus’ flipped tables.  The whip of cords, the reality of Jesus’ public mantrum challenges our potentially sick ways of acknowledging the sacred.  Like Jesus, the asshole of Seung Sahn’s portrayal is actually the teacher: those with cranky definitions of the sacred are the students.  

John’s Christology is “high,” focusing more on divinity than humanity: For him Jesus is the Teacher of Teachers, willingly laying down his life.  Ultimately Jesus’ authority is founded on Realization, Transformation and Self Emptying.  In John 3, Jesus’ late-night breakdown for the Pharissee Nicodemus gives us a window into what this would all look like when the rubber hits the road.

When someone has a realization, they can never be deprived of that truth… in the context of this reading, ”being born from above,” means being empowered by the transcendent.  “No one can enter the kingdom of God without being born of Water and the Spirit”  Not just sex, but the entire human experience “gives birth to” people.  Parents are generative, and anything that’s generative is a parent.  The Spirit is the Reality of Transformation.  Water is the self-emptying power of “Acceptance.”  

Without self-emptying, transcendent authority becomes prideful and undoes its own transformational work.  I’ve fallen into this trap; being “full of self” is actually what causes anxiety.  Anxiety then causes us to use reality as a self-comfort mechanism, and there you have a complete synopsis of mortal sin in the economy of the sacred.  It's a lesson I'd prefer to be unable to teach from experience.  

Truth, I think, is witnessed, not constructed.  Listen to Jesus’ apt Metaphor for realization:  “The wind blows where it chooses, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes.”  As with all things given, we can’t claim to be Santa’s little helper in the causality department.  Asking us if realization is substantive is like asking a chicagoan’s inverted umbrella what the weather’s like. 

As a testament to this post’s first paragraph, Jesus alludes to people’s difficulty with reality “We speak of what we know and testify to what we have seen, yet you do not receive our testimony.  If I have told you about earthly things and you do not believe, how will you believe if I tell you about heavenly things?”  A transformation is something seen, it is reality accepted.  We, in our sickness, tend to theorize about reality as a way to avoid encountering it.  It’s only by acceptance of the realities of earth that we’ll be ready when God wills to impart Heaven’s unifying knowledge.  In short, if we want wisdom to usher us into the next life, we must go out of our minds in accepting this one.

The process of self-emptying does not lead to self-made-meaning (existentialism) but to non-meaning.  While it falls short of a standalone Koan, much of what Jesus says to Nicodemus reflects koanic work.  “No one has ascended into heaven” says Jesus “except the one who descended from heaven, the Son of Man,”

If the Catholic Tradition of Divine Fatherhood is to be believed—and in the context of this reading, belief repays us lavishly—Jesus, who refers to himself as the “Son of Man” is actually the Son of No man.  If parents are generative, then anything generative is a parent.  Jesus’ lack of a present, earthly father is precisely what does the work of “Fathering.”  The Lord is actually raised by absence.  Jesus is “born” of the processes of self-emptying and transformation.  All Humanity shares in that generative process to some degree, because, all over creation, the negative principle that is the Logos ultimately does positive work.  In reality, I was and am parented by many things that aren’t my parents.  Jesus is the “Son of Man” in the generic sense of being “brought about by the same transformation and self-emptying” that all humanity, if it would be awake, goes through.

We are children of many things.  But short of a transformative and self-emptying process, we misunderstand the things of heaven.  When we undertake self-emptying and transformative work, we descend from the Heaven of our own misunderstanding.  Earth is heaven when it is nothing else but earth.  And Heaven is whatever God wills it to be.

It’s not imitation of Jesus, but intimacy with him that John ultimately emphasizes.  It’s not being like Jesus, but being with him that gets the evangelist’s nod.  The process of transformation is lonely.  Any real change does not portray the inner work that brought it about.  It is real change precisely because it comes naturally, and the absence of effort is something understood only by those those who have been similarly shifted.

We don’t really get, from the scriptures, a sense of whether Nicodemus smelled what Jesus was ultimately stepping in.  We know Nicodemus was confused, that he had difficulty stepping out of his normal, reason bound mindset.  In that way, he perhaps shared something both with Jesus and with us.  On the face of it, the company is worth the confusion.  As it turns out, if providence wills it, we’ll poke through our self-induced haze as well, where those who’ve gone before us are waiting.


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