Tuesday, 8 October 2024
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Hello. All is well. God is love.

I finished reading "The Map of Consciousness Explained" by David R. Hawkins today. It was one of my fastest reads. It made a lot of sense, assuring my own experiences.

It's funny. I write about moving from the quantitative to the qualitative (e.g. 83rd writing). This book finds a way of quantifying all which I held to be kept qualitative, like love. Of course, there's nothing wrong with this. The context simply needs to be acknowledged. I don't understand it, but this consciousness calibration thingy intrigues me. Keeping in mind the principle of degeneracy and the various forms of abstraction, it doesn't seem easy to find the absolute. What is clear is that no finite judgement can be made with it, and the book also says that the levels are not to be understood as some linear ranking. One experiences many levels nonlinearly. It all serves the unfolding of the all.

The book talks of the false belief of the void as the end goal. This resonates with my experience. I feel the experience described in my 20th writing is akin to a state of nothingness. The state, in its fullest sense, is not permanent. One eventually returns to life. Now what? I seemed to struggle with this afterwards, being vulnerable to apathy. It was in my 67th writing that things started shifting. It allowed me to find more permanent peace, paradoxically, by not only embracing one as none but one as all.

The book talks of various barriers to expanding your state of consciousness. One is fear, where fear of death is at the root. During my writing, I've had three experiences where I felt I was closing in on death (23rd, 63rd, and 100th writing). The last one was genuinely odd. I never got any medical resolution on what happened, but my guess is that it was some seizure, starting in my right temporal lobe, which I think spread to my whole brain as I lost all senses for brief moments, going in and out of bizarre states of reality. Interestingly, while initially experiencing immense fear and having no idea what was going on, I accepted death, not as passive submission, but as accepting any outcome.

This brings me to the idea of synchronicity that the book talks about. I think it relates to the idea of degeneracy as godly chaos in my 93rd writing. If one lets go of claiming order and chaos, one starts to see an order of a higher power in the chaos. If one rejects chaos, one rejects oneself. One clings onto a fraction of oneself, unaware of the chaos within and its connection with the chaos outside. What the book talks about with surrendering, I think is related to this. To surrender to the apparent chaos, which, in reality, is the order of a higher power, the infinite self. Also, when I say chaos, one might think of its extremes. It can be anything limited to what the finite self sees and understands as truth or order.

However, an important note is that one should not believe but know. One should be open but accept what one sees as right for oneself. How would the world function with only weirdos? But, most importantly, chicken nuggets.