The best way to deal with excessive thinking is to just listen to it, to listen to the mind. Listening is much more effective than trying to stop thought or cut it off.
– Ajahn Amaro, “Thought Like Dreams”
Ever since I’ve started aikido, I have struggled with the art of thinking. Too much thinking. Lots of thinking. Think. Think. Think. So much intellectual training in my professional career that I take the fine art of over thinking, planning, goal setting, contingency anticipation, and all other cerebral capabilities to the mat.
Every single time, there is a moment when the thinking does me in. My mind decides “this is not going fast enough”; “this is going too fast”; “I can take him”; I’ve never done this technique…I’m going to flub it unless I … (insert favorite corrective action here)”…well, you get the picture.
Imagery, metaphors, recollections of sessions past, anticipations of sessions to come…every mind-based secretion is sure to find its way on the mat. After so many times on the mat, I’ve met days when the frustration of not progressing in this regard leads me to question my own abilities, my dedication, my commitment, my raison d’etre on the mat…
In those moments, the most popular remedy is … read! Read more…more books, more websites, more blogs, more anything that can offer with some insights on how to progress past the current blockage. Ironic, therefore, that the recourse is to an intellectual means, ideas, thoughts and imagery of others to help me with eliminating my own mental framework on the mat.
All of the ‘words of wisdom’ are in your own heart, so why waste time listening to someone else speak them? The Buddhadharma is the same. The principles in the sutras come from our own hearts. The wisdom and happiness of all buddhas comes from our own minds.
– Heng Ch’au, “Bowing”
We are surrounded by words. Words of others. Words of the masters. Words of the “experts”, who may not be really experts. Words of the pundits and critics, who are drawn to comment as a way to convey their own fears of not knowing the experience themselves.
In so many regards, the excessive reliance on the words of others has reduced our ability to generate and produce our own words. Blog posts like these are the ultimate in word generation. However, they are my words. Not submitted to impress or attract. Simply produced, the way my mind produces a thought, or the way my body produces a sensation. Produced not in response to another’s thesis or theory, experience or observation. Produced simply as an act of self-listening. Listening to the thoughts and feelings that cross my self. Listening to the echos that these secretions create in the mind, leading to the generation of internal talk, internal words that can be submitted to the page.
In this deep place that is the self, words are not mental. They are physical, emotional, spiritual. And they are not words, but echoes of the sensations and the vibrations that our existence is built upon.
Sounds, like everything else, arise and pass away. Just by listening, you can experience the insight of impermanence, an understanding the Buddha taught as crucial for the development of wisdom.
– Sylvia Boorstein, “Sound Meditation”
But like all vibrations, they come and they go. Moments produce them. Sights produce them. Sounds produce them. All sensations are some form of vibration, energy that is either sensed or detected, felt or observed. And these vibrations are impermanent, they fade, like the ripples on a pond. Like the sounds in a valley.
Each moment is the vibration of the universe that comes through your own existence. And only by deeply listening, observing, and not judging, can the color, the tone, the beat of the vibration reveal itself. And even then, our senses may be tricked into believing that we’ve seen blue, when in fact the color is red, for our own experience with the vibrations is ours alone, and can never be shared or fully described. Words cannot convey these sensations for words are vibrations in and of themselves. Vibrations of the mind and of the world. Harmonies of the real vibrations, but harmonies nonetheless. Reflections of reality, and not reality itself.
Listen. Deeply listen, with your ears, your eyes, your senses, your body and it’s many sensory means. Your hara, who has as many nerve endings as the brain, so researchers are slowly discovering. Listen to all the vibrations that are within you. Slow vibrations of the mind waves and heart beat. Fast vibrations of the neural signals and electrical pulses that maintain our nervous system. Infinitely fast vibrations that are the spinning of electrons and vibration of sub atomic particles.
Taking in Ki and allowing it to flow is listening, listening to the universe and the spirit which is the energy of creation. Ki is life. Listening to Ki is listening to life. But how does one listen to Ki. By being one with Ki. By taking in Ki. By allowing Ki to flow through one’s body, mind and spirit.
Taking up ki slack is the ultimate form of listening, for all of life is Ki. The present is but Ki manifesting in an impermanent form. A form that will change from moment to moment. Listen to Ki and the present will be fully revealed.
The problem with listening, of course, is that we don’t. There’s too much noise going on in our heads, so we never hear anything. The inner conversation simply never stops. It can be our voice or whatever voices we want to supply, but it’s a constant racket. In the same way we don’t see, and in the same way we don’t feel, we don’t touch, we don’t taste.
– Philip Glass, “Listening to Philip Glass”
But to achieve such a state, we must ignore the noise. We must simply observe the noise, listen to the noise as we listen to anything and everything else. Listen to the self-deception. Listen to the past mistakes. Listen to the fears of the future. Listen to the doubts that our words will ever mean anything to anyone else. Listen to the anxiety that our life will amount to less that our dreams and hopes. Listen to the pain that our bodies exhibit as it ages and erodes. Listen to the pain of the world and the hopelessness that we will be unable to alter its course.
Listen to the hope that the simplest of gestures can be the beginning of a new way. Listen to the warmth that a morning coffee can bring to a homeless soul. Listen to the spirit that the day brings a chance to alter our journey, even if only for a moment. Listen to the voices that wonder why we never call, but accept that our journey leads us to our place of exploration and doubt. Listen to the vibration that is unconditional love for three souls that have come through my own, and have already begun to resonate into the universe.
Listen to the silence that is the reality that all experience is based upon. Listen to the silence that is the space within which sound and light can propagate and transpire. Listen to the silence that is the emptiness that carries our tastes and smells, filling the many spaces between wonderful meals, or the fragrance of spring. Listen to the silence that is the void between the many endless thoughts that ripple throughout our conscious and unconscious mind.
Listen to the silence that is the space within which Ki flows. The space within which Ki comes to us, and leaves us. The space within each particle and molecule. The space between the endless planets and galaxies. The space that is infinite, fully and truly infinite, which has been there for eternity, and will be there for eternity, for in the end, there will be emptiness. Ki will exist within this space, this empty void which is eternity. The void is reality, is the only truth, for within it Ki flows and creates life, impermanent and fleeting life, but life that we cherish and engulf, inhabit and love.
To be free within this silence, you simply listen. You receive the world and the whole. To paraphrase a wonderful writer, Leo Babauta, you walk with open hands.
Open hands. Walk about in the world with open hands. It’s a simple practice. Your hands are open, and they are empty, ready to receive the world and all that comes, as it is.
– Leo Babauta
You breathe with an open heart, and an open mind. You see with an open soul and open beliefs. You hear with an open spirit. You sense all the vibrations of the world, the Ki of all things, with a harmony of mind, body and spirit. You resonate with the Ki of all things and all moments, the Ki of all actions and all intents.
You listen, not as an observer, but as the universe itself. You become a conduit, a means by which Ki simply flows and vibrates through you. Into you and out. From all directions to all directions. In every moment, infinitesimally small and present moment. Like the edge of a sword – one side as the past, one side as the future, but the present sharp and infinite, fleeting, but cutting through the noise that is everything but the pure present.
Walk onto the mat with open hands, and listen. Listen to, and receive the Ki of the universe through your open spirit, open mind and open body. Welcome the Ki as you welcome the breath. And allow the Ki to flow, as you allow your breath to leave.
Control the departure of Ki no different from how you control the departure of your breath. You release it, and it goes where it must, and chooses to go.
And so it is with an open spirit, open mind and open body. Listen to the Ki visit. Listen to the Ki leave. Listen to the silence that is eternity of space and time within which Ki exists.
‘Walking along the edge of a sword,
Running along an ice ridge,
No steps, no ladders,
Jumping from the cliff with open hands.’