Hi Jack and all,
I often moaning about my vague translation-art ( here are innumerable possibilities for not-knowing!), but this time I was nearly happy. On p. 492, second paragraph, for me wonderful clear and easy for understanding . like poetry.
In the last three weeks I was a “spacecruiser ” of my own, a bit outside of your, Jack, accompany. First week I thought, what will happen without Jack´s guidance! I picked out Ex. 34 and started up.Now I can do it next week again. I´m curious. Perhaps there is something for posting.
By this way, I wrote a post (“I´m nudged”). I found it first in “dashboard”, but later not in “recent Posts” .It is disappeared in the abyss of internet (probably in myself).
Anyway, there is often a veil of knowing after the exercises, so when I´m in thought, reflecting. But while the exercise , there is often a clearity which sometimes I hesitate to “speake out” ( it can´t be, so clear).
“….to let every ´inner´or ´outer´ presentatation reveal ” is one of the difficulties, because every single thought, sensation came in quick succession. Barking a dog, yelling of children, inner pictures, all in a rapid change. It became better with repeating sounds, I could ´keep´ it better and looking for ´light´, qualities of ´light´. When there started a kind of understanding, knowingness, it is as if the “knowingness”, knowledge would be lightened up, as ” throw light on a thought!” Perhaps this is true: I can see clear with closed eyes!”
My clearity and freshness depends very much on the kind of identification of that what I perceive: this is the twittering of birds, the sound of motorbikes, this is the hair-dryer of my wife. This is more every-day-work of my self. With extending I remove myself from the object. I mean, I stop questioning: what kind of motorbike it would be….I ask: how is the sound? How is the thought? Strange! Does with a kind of removing come a “comprehensive ´knowing´field” into being? So I understand the title of Ex. 33. Self-Transcending Appearance. This identifying as something is self-work. I confess, psychological viewing, but my attempt to look for “how” goes deeper. I forget that it is a blackbird, I only listen carefully. I could describe this with “freshness”.
For today
Arthur