The following is from Advaita
The following is an extract from Orva
Schrock's book Grandpa's Notebooks: The Evolution of an
When I was a little kid I worried about if I would grow
tall, have a happy home, be independent, find an appropriate career, have my own
family, find out what truth is and on and on I worried.
I did grow tall enough, I found out how to support myself,
I had my own family and I learned something about truth. I read what others
wrote of it. I heard what others said of it. I prayed that God would show it to
me. I searched within and without.
In spite of my searching and efforts, truth made its
appearance now and then, seemingly randomly. It often wasn't what I expected or
thought I needed. But in the nick of time, light came, this, that and the other
appeared just when most needed and least expected.
I did survive and get away from my oppressive home of
origin. I did have wonderful children to love. I did find an interesting and
successful career in business. A great light did finally dawn on me. Every worry
was for naught, because there was always a greater hand guiding mine. A greater
purpose seemed to surge ahead of my own feeble reasoning and
I looked for God in religion and found Him instead within
my own heart. I looked for God in church and found Him instead in the laughter
of children, in summer breezes, and in the sound of water trickling over
Now I see finally that always and in everything a higher
power led, blessed, pointed, pushed and pulled, protected, whispered to
I see now that all has happened as it needed to and it
always will be so. The light of consciousness in which all things appear points
directly to pure beingness, pure awareness, and pure bliss.
It's when we let our own imaginings and worries control us
that we will have troubles and fears in our lives.
Am I all these dramas and human foibles and fears? Am I a
father and husband and business man? Do I exist as anything outside of pure
It seems obvious now: Consciousness is indeed the root and
basis of all. It's where God and everything in every infinite universe always
It has become totally obvious. I open my eyes and the
creation appears in all its glory. I close my eyes to sleep and in dreams the
appearances spring forth again. Great battles, flying machines, a giant bear,
fireflies, angelic beings. There is no limit to what may appear in dreams. Now
just where are those inner visions appearing? They are not dancing about in your
bedroom while you sleep. No, they appear within your consciousness, the very
same consciousness that contains your waking world.
Even in dreamless sleep, there is consciousness without
details. As Ramana used to point out, we say we slept well or happily.
Consciousness lying there in a timeless and spaceless condition of pure
potential. Whether inner or outer visions, they arise nowhere else other than in
the light of consciousness which we are and in which all things appear and
I say I and imagine myself a separate and
self-sufficient being. Where does this I thought come from to begin with? You
guessed it; it always arises in pure consciousness along with everything
So I need not worry anymore. But if I do worry, I know
it's just something pure consciousness is doing now and I am nowhere
photo: Orva Schrock
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