Michael Brien's

Michael Brien
Sermon on the Mount

An image search for “Sermon on the Mount” in Google returns lots of drapery and grand gestures. Here’s another view, one I find very appealing. Here Michael Brien succeeds in depicting the very qualities espoused in the Sermon (especially in the Beatitudes; those of simplicity, poverty, humility) with naïve honesty.

These qualities are finally about our internal state rather than our material world. And they are hugely topical qualities (especially given the recent predictions of a Global Financial Crisis Mark 2).

What does it mean to be meek in such a scenario? Or to be poor in spirit? These are old ideas yet they contain eternal, inner truths; ideas that are entry points into the depths of the psyche:

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

Of course some of the words are a little wonky, even repellent to many. What is “heaven” in contemporary language? What’s the “earth” (those swathes of green in the painting) that could be inherited? Meister Eckhart gave us a clue:

I have spoken at times of a light in the soul, a light that is uncreated and uncreatable… to the extent that we can deny ourselves and turn away from created things, we shall find our unity and blessing in that little spark in the soul, which neither space nor time touches…

And Robert Adams was another relentless sermoniser in the same direction:

The wise person, therefore, does really not look to change anything. They become quiet. They have patience. They work on themselves. They watch their thoughts, watch their actions and observe themselves getting angry, observe themselves getting depressed, observe themselves getting jealous and envious and the rest of it. Little by little they realize, “That’s not me. That’s hypnosis. That’s a lie.” They do not react to their condition. To the extent that they do not react to their conditions, to that extent do they become free. They no longer care what anybody else is doing. They compare themselves with no one. They compete with no one. They simply watch themselves. They observe themselves. They see the mental confusion.

There are listeners in this work of Brien’s, little people prepared to open their arms, people arrayed upon the slopes. These are our internal people too. Briens’ work can be taken as a map of a psychic landscape, a potentiality for transformation through true simplicity.

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Sacral

by Ron Dowd on December 31, 2011

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Sacral

Sacral
(Pen and colour pencil on paper)

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Mindfulness and the Inner Master

by Ron Dowd on December 4, 2011

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Belly

Belly (Pen and colour pencil on paper)

Someone emailed me recently asking if I knew of any writings that integrate narrative therapy with mindfulness practices. (If anyone knows of such writings, please let me know.)

I wasn’t really able to help him but I liked the question and it’s made me think more about what “mindfulness” means and about what “contemplative therapy” means for me.

The word mindfulness is charged with many meanings. (See, for example, this Wikipedia article.) In a psychological context, the Wikipedia Mindfulness (psychology) article also has lots of good stuff. (I notice the Gestalt section is fairly scant!) However, I guess because I didn’t come to my approach thorough these practices I do not use this word.

For me, contemplative therapy is an inner process that’s discovered, rather than taught, with and for each client. It aims to be true to the uniqueness of each client; and to remain open to what is revealed. It’s a process in some ways akin to the incubation practices in ancient Western cultures.

Contemplative therapy is an ongoing practice for me as well; one I’ve been involved in for many years, and one that reveals ever deeper levels of truth and understanding. I doubt I’ll ever be finished.

My experience is that there’s an ongoing deepening of connection to, and understanding of, the truth that all the answers we need are, and have always been, inside ourselves. The master is within, a deeply intimate and ever-to-be-trusted guide.

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Oil and Waiting

by Ron Dowd on December 2, 2011

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Blake - Parable of the Ten Virgins

The Parable of the Wise and Foolish Virgins (1822) by William Blake

I’ve been reflecting recently on oil, rich natural olive oil, and its importance in the Mediterranean diet and culture. (This possibly has something to do with a planned trip to Italy and Greece next year!) And going further, the symbolism of oil for our souls, for the deep centre of us that knows of the possibility of transformation; that is, in a word, creative.

Here’s Eckhart Tolle in a recent essay, Eckhart on Creativity:

There’s a particular dimension where creativity arises. It’s a little bit like the wick burning the flame, and its sustenance is the oil – it’s in an oil lamp, and you are the flame. All the analogies, by the way, are very deficient, but it’s just a distant approximation to get you into a sense of what that place is. So you are the flame, and you feel your way into the very source – down the wick into where the oil is, inside yourself. That’s the place, the source, so if anything is new, creative, then it has a fragrance of the source.

William Blake deeply understood the New Testament Parable of the Ten Virgins, rich in the symbolism of oil. (Look at the energy in his painting!) This beautiful parable is, for me, about being prepared for huge change – the change of heart. “Watch therefore, for you do not know the day nor the hour in which the Son of Man is coming”, as the scripture says.

And Hubert Benoit, in Zen and the Psychology of Transformation had something interesting to say about this parable in relation to Zen practice:

The sleep of the virgins symbolises the identification of my egotistical life with all the dreams of my hopes and of my fears. The oil symbolises the expectation of the unimaginable, of satori. As long as I have not this oil in me, this new expectation born of understanding, I am the foolish virgin who cannot receive the bridegroom.

My take on this is that we have not failed if we never have the Zen satori. Oil is about the place of waiting, about the acceptance of the expectation. In the waiting, to live, to as much as we are able, in Presence; and that is what we are asked to do in the scripture (“Watch”).

It’s this place of watching that is itself transformative; the place of the heart. It’s where the universe wants us to be!

Tragedy heals self-righteous people; it humbles them back down into their hearts. Comedy heals self-wrongeous people by lifting them back up into their hearts. Nature knows this; the divine order uses both humiliating and pride-building circumstances to make sure you don’t stray too far from your heart. (John DeMartini, The Breakthrough Experience.)

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Hafiz and the Sun

November 23, 2011 Posts on Art+Psyche
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The Sun Never Says Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that, It lights the whole sky.

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Deceive Yourself No Longer – Ripples on the Surface

November 1, 2011 Posts on Contemplation
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Sydney Harbour from McKell Park, Yesterday From the Course in Miracles: Deceive yourself no longer that you are helpless in the face of what is done to you. Acknowledge but that you have been mistaken, and all effects of your mistakes will disappear. (A Course in Miracles, T-21.II.2:6-7) And from Eckhart Tolle: The purpose of [...]

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Contemplative Trope, New York

October 24, 2011 Posts on Art+Psyche
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A Carapace that Prevents Us Knowing Our Place

October 16, 2011 Posts on Contemplation
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Tibetan Skull Crown Human bone, fabric, cotton thread (1800s, AGNSW) At the Art Gallery of NSW (AGNSW) I recently saw this new acquisition and was impressed by its power of conveying the urgency and importance of the process of transformation and transcendence of our habitual ego-defended state (further intensified by its use of human bone). [...]

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Look At Yourself

October 2, 2011 Posts on Contemplation
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Sure, these two are talking at cross-purposes, but Marlon Brando’s understanding of our moment-to-moment constructions of identity is keen.

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“One day it will all feel like a dream”

October 2, 2011 Posts on Contemplation

This week in Sydney two mothers unintentionally ran over their children in their 4-wheel drive vehicles (SUVs). I’ve found myself reflecting on the wasteland of unimaginable grief in which those two mothers must now be journeying. I imagine they will be feeling that it’s without end. I have a Facebook friend, Vicki Woodyard, who has [...]

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