SHADOWS OF A DYING AGE (2/2)

SHADOWS OF A DYING AGE (2/2)

By Kiara Windrider

“What is truth?”

It’s the question that drives us. Or rather, it’s the answers we seek to the question which drives us. It’s the question asked by a man named Pontius Pilate, governor of a little province called Judea, to a man named Jesus, who has sparked more change and controversy than the world will ever know. It’s a question you keep asking yourself until the answers emerge unasked and the question itself disappears.

As a wise man said once, it is only when the answers dissolve into silence that the purpose of a question has been served. A true question is not meant to seek for an answer but to refine the question itself. Not just the question, but the questioner. A true question demands a change in perception, it pushes you to a place where you are no longer waiting for an answer, but rather where you turn your gaze around to look into yourself. 

What is Truth? Who are we, why are we here on this tiny little planet in a great big universe, why all these dramas being played out across our experience of time? Are we who they say we are, the universe reflecting itself, unveiling itself, a singularity of consciousness revealed in a quadrillion tiny sparks of light in a constantly changing dance of life? Or are we insignificant little specks of dust blowing in the wind of our own self-importance? Are the answers limited to a single question, a single perspective? 

Shadows of a Dying Age. The title came unasked as I felt an urge to begin this blog. I found myself writing about our place in the world, where we come from, and what we are moving towards. I found myself writing from a place of concern for the state of the planet, the madness of these times, for the survival of our species. But also from a place where I understood that the planet is not separate from me, and that in truly understanding myself I can begin to understand this bitter-sweet shadow dance of humanity. The answers are not fixed out there. They are a fluid response to my own deep engagement of life. The answers become the mirror of my own self-awareness. 

If I am only questing for answers, I find myself defining and interpreting external realities to reflect certain positions, and then getting attached to that position. But if I am questing for truth, I simply enter into a wideness where answers come into the sky of mind like morning mist rising up from valleys below. They are not so much answers as perspectives, multi-dimensional layers of understanding where the winds of truth can blow.

Truth cannot be compartmentalized. There is no such thing as a spiritual truth or a scientific truth or a political truth separate and independent from each other. Why get caught up in ‘politics’ if my quest is for enlightenment? Or why bother with esoteric mumbo jumbo when it’s ‘science’ that has all the answers? If I define myself as spiritual, and if spirituality is about experiencing myself as a creator, can anything be outside of this truth? If I define myself as a caring, compassionate human, can I disengage from the crucibles of life around me? Is it possible to be fully human and fully divine in the same eternal moment? Isn’t this what all great masters across the ages were trying to demonstrate?

An alchemist is one who is willing to enter the flaming crucible, and become that flame. We must enter into the madness of these times, fully understanding it, yet holding the awareness of a greater truth, in order to transform it. For it is within this flame that we open our hearts to compassion. And any truth, no matter how sublime, is meaningless without this flame of compassion.

 

“This is fullness, and THAT is fullness,” said the ancient Vedic seers. “Fullness always flows from fullness, and though this fullness comes from THAT fullness, THAT fullness remains forever full.”

 

 

 

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