the pigmy



There are no problems in my life.  No tangible, real problems.  I've no problems with circumstances, no problems with people, no problems with family, no problems with friends and loved ones, no problems with work.  Any foreseen problems in any of these areas are summarily dealt with; life goes on clearly.


There may have been problems in the past, but there are no problems now.  No real problems.  Sure I'm depend on my job for my livelihood, but doesn't everyone?  And for those that don't, are they any happier?


In fact, from a moment to moment basis, excluding past circumstance and future speculation, some aspects of my life may be considered to be 'perfect', or near perfect.  If "perfection" is about 80-90% good and 10-20% then I'm definitely in this category of doing well for my self and situation within the context of coping and living in a large city.


But there seems to be one problem, one massive almost insurmountable problem.


This problem, if it could be called that, is an energetic problem though no less substantive.  It is the problem of dealing with an unwanted guest, in my own body - a residual ball of emotional pain that seems to be permanently lodged within my stomach region.


Life now seems to be a battle between the forces of good - my body, my being - versus this dark ball of energetic discomfort that sits right there under my solar plexus and that I seem to be aware of all hours of the day.  Sometimes it vanishes but invariably it makes its return.  The more that maintain my awareness of this energetic sod inside of me, as I seem to be these days, the more this thing is staking its claim as the aggressive squatter who has no intention of vacating its premises whatsoever.


I've read and listened to much about this energetic ball of pain that is ensconced in almost everyone in this existence to varying degrees.  I know how to be rid of it.  However, being rid of this ball of psychic muck involves invoking the classic paradox of a technique that is fundamentally very simple, yet unreachingly difficult.  It involves focussing or meditating on the ball of pain using the pure sensation of the body without allowing the ball of pain to move, to go into the brain and make one think about the painful past which only adds to the ball of pain, to eventually dissolve it.  It does this because the accumulated ball of muck can not withstand the purer life energies that come into and animate each body. This is so damn difficult.  But that's where I'm at, I can't turn back.  My pure sensation is the lance to defeat this thing in the stomach that wants to come up and think about the past, make me jealous, make me resentful, draining my well-being in process.


Well, half of the battle is in knowing what's going on.  But it is so hard to dissolve this alien thing, this psychic ball of unhappiness.  And even by discussing it in these terms, by giving the thing credence by acknowledging it, only adds to it.


Don't think about the past.  Don't look to see what others have.  If something needs to be done, take action.  Be true to the situation.  Act and look but don't dwell on the past or compare what others have.   Oh how easier said than done.  It's easy now in the confines of my cosy room but one must be vigilant in those vulnerable moments, when you're out in the world during a busy day and you're walking down the street, rushing about.  A thought comes up into the awareness - bang!  You get emotional, think about the past, and it's wash, spin, and rinse with the ball of pain that takes over the body and its thought processes.


Geez I'm fucking sick of this thing - just wish it would vanish.  It doesn't seem to want to just fuck off though.  It's precisely like the squatters that keep put in their premises holding a gun out to any copper or law enforcement agent threatening to step in and remove them from their digs.  This thing is not welcome in me, but it won't leave without a god-awful fight.  


I haven't been playing as much music, nor have I been writing much - two of the activities I love and need in my life.  I feel that the conquest of energetic unhappiness is that which needs most, if not all, of my devotion and attention.  My frequent walks into the wondrous hinterland or along the sea are only a temporary panacea really.  After a while the dark, pungent cloud reasserts itself, gets into my brain to make me think so as to generate emotional negativities, and I'm off again.


But as I write this I'm aware of the energetic good in my body, which is in all bodies.  But the sensation of the good is far more subtle, less tangible, than the emotional pain body.  It is there nonetheless - take a few deep breaths and focus on the energy in the hands, arms, legs, feet - it's a good sensation.  I'm aware of gratitude and being grateful for all I have, which is much indeed.  I have much to give and to serve with.


No matter how much good I perceive or how grateful I am, there's no doubt about it, this life is a battle with the dirty rotten spoiler, the alien, the psychic ball of past, of emotional pain, that has gathered in my body and seems to have taken its lodged itself most comfortably (uncomfortably for me) at the feet of my solar plexus.  There's no choice left for me other than to face it and deal with it rightly.  I can't run from it - I'm too self-aware for that.  But it's a battle alright, for to die to this alien thing in the body is a darn difficult process.  Because when you sense you're making progress, the thing will distract you one way or another, and often quicker than your consciousness can perceive with.  It is dark mercury.


And yet it has to be done, it just has to be done.  And I won't be turning back.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I think it was Jean Cocteau who said that "In the end everything is resolved except the difficulty of being and that is never resolved." I think we all have that dark mercury within us but some are more aware of it than others.
Love you bro, E
Jeanique said…
Hello, my experience is that these type of balls can dissolve when it can tell you it's meaning, so may be it's time to allow this meaning 'behind the energy' to come into consciousness...I mean...all well with spirituality but don't let it be an excuse to dissociate from (may be some old psychological or karmic)emotional colored meanings....I'm sure you will have the capability to handle this with your strong basis in 'non- problematic' consciousness.so a few apparent 'problems' come up and are felt trough, which is something the persona is afraid of....but so what?
JW
PS of course I can be totally this in your case, I don't know you, but this is what came up for me, so I decide to leave you a few lines :)
Jeanique said…
PS was:
PS of course I can be totally wrong about this in your case, I don't know you, but this is what came up for me, so I decide to leave you a few lines :
redgrevillea said…
Thank you for your comments. Funnily enough, after writing this piece, the 'ball' has gone into hiding! But I'm meditating and being still and that's helping a lot. I'm feeling quite good at the moment.

All the best to you, Ross

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