Inscendence as a complementary word to the transcendence brings you contemplations on various topics from the perspective of the reflective, associative and internal intelligence. A journey into depths to find, like Rumi said, the “Messiah, in my heart, I bear.” (مسيحا در دلم پيدا و من بيمار می گردم).
Enjoy the articles. Take them in. More than philosophical discussions or my attempts to convince you of anything, approach them as gentle meditations. Let them reveal that which your own Inner Heart knows. Perhaps they invite you to dream or to look at Reality with an expanded gaze.
[The articles from the old website, Orphic Inscendence, are here too.]
The Comb
My grandmother told stories, and similar stories were also told by others, of how sometimes, early at dawn, she found the horse’s mane to be braided. Lacking rational explanations, the people would say that the fairies visit horses at night & braid their manes. Since they are generally considered to be animals of noble & subtle natures, the fairies are drawn to them.
He Saw Her Bathing
Many are stories in which, consumed by instinct & impulse, a man's gaze at Beauty comes to a fatal end. Beauty loves transgression of her Lover and She loves the One who hears Her invitation & joins Her for the loveplay, but She will only ever allow the transgression to the One who looks at Her with Love & pure, directed & willed desire. The story of the Beauty at Her Bath, at its very Heart seems to tell: "The waters that glisten against my body will either be the amniotic fluid of his new life, its purifying & initiatory baptism or the boundless Ocean in which he is to drown."
The Courageous Romantics
It would appear that the Moon, even in our modern times, still holds to her principles -- she allows the masses to be fed with appearances and illusions, while she hides her deepest and most profound passions and secrets, they visible only to those who prove themselves deserving and worthy. Even in a highly democratic world, her realm remains aristocratic and discriminatory, and still, it is only the Hero with a Sword who can find her, for she remembers the Law that says: "Only the truly good can find the Grail."
The Paradisiacal Gaze
In this meditation, I gaze at myself through the Gaze of Divine. This is the gaze of Supreme Perfection, Boundless Purity & Absolute Unity - from that perspective, I see myself. I see her delight in flowers, I see her filled with ecstasy, I see her enjoying beautiful fabrics, perfume & juicy fruits, I see her creating, I see her resting, I see her teasing & playing, and no matter what she is doing or in what mode is she manifesting, the only thought that appears is: "My beautiful One, my Heart's Delight, my whole Universe, how I love you!"
The Divine Androgyne
Puer Aeternus is also an image of the unity of the both masculine and feminine. He looks like a man but is barely differentiated, his features are still in many ways, soft, his bones are lean and narrow, his muscles elongated, he lacks a beard and if someone were to put make up on him or give him a long hair, he could easily pass for a girl.
The Salvation Through Love
The mystic who is on the path of Love, may experience both and know the feeling of both very strongly. When the Beloved is distant, and shows no sign, the lover experiences hell, because the lover cannot see his own self. The spiritual agony the lover feels can be so painful that the physical pain in that moment would serve as a relief. The lover, likewise, experiences Heaven every time the Beloved is near and when the lover recognises him. Every time the lover forgets, the lover experiences hell, every time the lover remembers, he experiences heaven. Some lovers may desire a perpetual remembrance, or a perpetual heaven but there are those, like Mirza Ghalib who do not. These love their yearning, their pain, their fire in desiring the Beloved, as much as they love the meetings, because it is in the absence, that they become aware of the extent of their love:
The Gods Who Dream
I opened my eyes, the rainbow, bigger than any rainbow seen before, was in front of me, I let a breath out and thought: "O rainbow - coloured gods".
The Metaphysics of Beauty Rituals
This female avatar is known as the goddess of Enchantment. Dancing and tricking the asuras into giving her the Amrita, she gives it back to devas. There are a few retellings of the story, and in some of them, Mohini is described as Maya, illusion of the Vishnu or even his false appearance. But in either case, the Maya or Illusion is used to serve the dharma, that is, the righteous action.
Dwelling in Emptiness
Dwelling in the emptiness that is beyond space and time, beyond relating the phenomena to past or present, we allow the phenomena to show its inner truth. The perceiver and the perceived break the boundary between one another and there is nothing but the purity of the phenomena which arise in an never ending sequence, always new and always different.