Between
Ideas of East and West Lies a Moment in Bodily Presence
Ivy
Gaiser
California
Institute of Integral Studies
Abstract
The
purpose of this paper is to explore the contours of the East-West encounter.
Further, I plan to situate myself and my own experiences within this context.
Between Ideas of East and West Lies a Moment in Bodily Presence
Where
do I stand in the East-West encounter?
Once
upon a time I worshipped scientific inquiry. My truth was that which had been/could
be proven by objective observation of the tangible universe. I no longer
consider science to be my ultimate truth. Science to me provides a fascinating
microscope into the way things work and the visual beauty found in single-cell
anatomy or oak tree trigonometry. But I'm interested in why and that's
not a question any scientist can answer. I'm interested in diving deep down
into the heart of the system to see what keeps the valves pumping. Not the
mechanism, but the force. Where and what is the battery? These are questions
that I have found are only answerable through self-inquiry.
Through
knowing myself I am able to unlock the secrets of the very universe. Through
knowing myself I see that the force that animates this body and these thoughts
that I possess also animates everything else that exists. I am the creative
mind/force that thinks things into existence. On a transpersonal level this
means that I am the creator of myself and this creation called myself. On the
level of this one human being that sits and types, I am the creator of my
reality, my body, my choices, actions, perceptions and reactions. I am the
creator of my illnesses and the thought-energy that manifests into physical
illness. I see every universal process mirrored in the individual processes of
being human.
As Elgin
states, “We are small pieces of God's mental apparatus” (Elgin Year:Page
Number). So the universal mind is mirrored in the singular human mind. The
power to create material/tangible reality lies in the hands of every person.
Every physical thing built by human hands was first thought of by a human
brain. Thought turned to creation. A chair is a thought manifested. A human is
a thought manifested. Whose thought?
If
this is my reality, then what does that mean in terms of East or West? I think
it's safe to say that I stand firmly rooted in the East, whatever “East”
actually means, while I dabble in the West with my wandering limbs. The thinker
who has come closest to articulating what I experience to be Truth about the
nature of reality is Lao Tzu, author of the Tao Te Ching, and a man certainly
from the East, both geographically as well as metaphorically speaking. Within
the Tao I find reflections of my own experience and renderings of my own heart
in faded Technicolor. On the one hand the depth provided is no less than ten
dimensions of vibrantly colored articulation, while on the other hand the depth
is so simple as to be overlooked at first glance. Because of my affinity with
Lao Tzu and other Eastern philosophers that I have read, I place myself more in
the East. I do not take other people's
words and truths on some random sense of them being an authority on the
subject. Rather, I feel around for what resonates with my own vibrations and
experiences of truth, when it comes to the areas of philosophy and cosmology.
What
is the East-West encounter to me?
What
is the East-West encounter...? A collision of the material and the spiritual.
The logical and the intuitive. The Scientific Method and self-inquiry. Individual
consciousness and community consciousness. When I think of “East”, I think of
meditation, yoga and
Buddha-consciousness. I think of thousands of years of experiential
knowledge and wisdom gained from looking inward. I also think of those things
which are not geographically placed in the east, but nevertheless represent a
certain kind of awareness about the interconnectedness of all living things
with one another and with the universe itself. There is an awareness that all
things are of the same essence.
It
is difficult at times for me to see the importance of the “West” in terms of
things we can learn from Western traditions. When all of the various traditions
that make up “East” are brought together it seems like a fairly complete and
healthy world-view, if we are to take the best aspects of each tradition. There
is awareness of the creative powers of thought, whether we are creating that
which hinders or enhances us. There is an awareness of the Oneness of all
existence. There is the cultivation of deep compassion and care for all living
things.
At
first glance, it appears that Western modes of thought are purely egocentric
and counter intuitive if one is drawn to any kind of spiritual path. I do
believe that if we look deeper, however, there is one big Western paradigm that
is very important, and this is self-actualization/individuation. I have much to
learn about the specifics of various schools of thought, but it does seem like
in the East, with the over-arching cultural paradigms based on community
connectedness and interdependence, there is not really a cultural drive to
develop as an individual; to cultivate individual talents and to self-actualize
in such a way that each person's unique gifts are brought forth to shine and
influence the world.
In
the West we are encouraged to be an individual, to follow our personal dreams
and become whatever/whomever we can imagine ourselves to be. This individualism
is the same thing that causes a feeling of separateness and isolation that
pervades the Western paradigm, unfortunately. People seem to think that if we
are each singular, unique beings, then there is nothing that ties us to one
another. We are separate cells floating, lost in space, unaware that “space” is
actually one body of which we are an integral piece.
The
encounter, then, is to take the best of both worlds and mush them together for
a more complete picture. Transcend the self not by escaping this human life,
but instead by embracing and fully embodying what it is to be a human and to be
a unique individual who is a piece of art: 1/1. The challenge is that this
piece of art is never done being created while we still draw breath. It is in
constant movement, changing and evolving, layers being added, colors and
textures playing with light and shadow in a dance that does not cease until the
artist has truly completed the work of being human, however many lifetimes that
might take. The artist: who is the canvas and the paint and the creator of
both.
An
Integration of Sorts.
This
discussion of the divine act of creation in which everything and everyone
participates brings me to the body, which seems to be left out of everyone's
thoughts to a certain extent. This is of course a generalization, but it does
seem that in the East the idea is to transcend the body, which is just a
material trapping for a spirit that wants freedom from flesh and its desires.
In the West there is rampant dissociation from the body, treating it as an
object of study by science and the source of sin in Western religious tradition.
The West focuses on making the body look good on the outside while ignoring
what it feels like to inhabit the body, whether that is a positive or negative
experience. Everyone seems a bit disdainful of this human flesh. This is again
coming from a person who has not studied extensively the specific traditions of
the East, so I may be making assumptions and generalizations.
For
myself, I only came to know myself as a spiritual being in concert with coming
into my body and experiencing it as a living body, rather than as a gross lump
of flesh that I had to carry around all the time. When I became aware that my
flesh was my creation, that “I” was not something separate from all of these
cells, and that my thoughts were not my Self, I dove into this creation. I
permeated my flesh with consciousness and lovingly tended to the needs that I
became aware of for the very first time, since it was the first time I took the
time to listen and care about what I was hearing. I cared for the physical and
emotional needs of my body, caring for myself as though I were my own child,
because in a sense I am.
The
experience of inhabiting my body feels so different from everything that came
before that I feel as though all the moments that came before were a waking
dream of the worst kind. My sense of self was wrapped up in negative thoughts
floating above a despised body that I couldn't seem to get rid of. Inhabiting
this body on the other hand; knowing the experiences of my toes, knees, muscles
and organs, is itself a transcendent experience. I get to know flesh
consciousness, cell consciousness, wave consciousness, and hence, Universal
consciousness. To experience the body is to experience the larger body and
cosmic self.
Furthermore,
it is through the creativity of the body, be it physical creativity in the form
of dancing or singing, or the mental creativity of perfecting a craft such as
writing, or any of the other ways that our unique manifestations of creativity
are expressed brings us into contact with our authentic selves. Through
self-expression a person is connecting to the creative force, or the Universal
will, or the Tao or God or whatever word you feel like choosing to describe
this common experience.
Neither
do I wish to escape from my body by hiding in my mind and observing my motions
as though I were a robot, nor do I wish to transcend my body and its earthly
desires in the pursuit of some ethereal state. When my body stops functioning I
will gladly re-enter the ether, but until then I will embody all that it is to
be a human that thinks and feels and creates and does so with the larger
awareness that there is no separation between this self of mine and all the
other selves. I may be one unique thought, while you are another wildly
different thought, but we stem from the same mind and so long as I hold that
knowing in my awareness, I can be all that I set out to be when I chose this
particular body and its lessons and experiences in this lifetime. I would very
much like to live up to the high hopes and expectations of the mind that set me
in motion; the force that builds stars, mountains, galaxies, and spiders alike.
In
thinking of integration, I find myself grasping at metaphors of “East” and
“West” and wondering what really fits. No matter the metaphor, be it the
masculine/feminine or the spiritual/material, individual/community; in the end
the larger picture to be gleaned is that we are dealing in dualities. Any time
we operate in duality we are missing half the picture. If we pretend that
shadow is not a part of light, or that masculine can exist without feminine,
then we miss the point. So if we are going to do any kind of integration, it is
simply to recognize the limitations of a dualistic world-view. There is no East
without West. There is no Me without You. There is no Shadow without Light.
Rather than focusing on one side or another, it would be best to give the
quarter a spin and recognize that both sides belong to a single coin.
References
Elgin, First Name.
Year
of Publication. Title. If it's an article, say In name of publication, author's
/editor name of publication(ed).
Place of publication: Publisher.
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