Relate to the butterfly?
The great Taoist master Chuang Tzu once dreamt that he was a butterfly fluttering here and there. In the dream he had no awareness of his individuality as a person. He was only a butterfly.
Suddenly, he awoke and found himself laying there, a person once again.
But then he thought to himself, "Was I before a man who dreamt about being a butterfly, or am I now a butterfly who dreams about being a man?"
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So...was he a man (with awareness) dreaming of a butterfly (without awareness)
Or...was he a butterfly (with awareness) dreaming he was a man (without awareness)
Certainly whichever entity he was, embodied awareness, but that does not mean that the other entity was unaware
Only that he dreamed it
Awareness is found beyond form and composition, but only by those who are aware.
Unawareness cannot dream of being aware - at least within my three-dimensional conception.
Or am I a multi-dimensional being whose awareness has gone beyond the limitations of tangeable form, dreaming that I am (once more?) a man.
xhenry
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How interesting is that?!
Oh to be a butterfly... What a lovely story!
Maybe we're always vacillating between men and butterflies without being aware of it -- my wise teacher tells me there is always so much more going on at any given moment than we are ever aware of.
Meditation is a mental exercise that is sometimes described as contemplation or reflection. The therapeutic value emerges as the unaware enters awareness. A person gains insight into unconscious pain, he gains insight inot the reasons behind fears and defenses, and learns to let go. This beings the mind to the ultimate reality--emptiness, mindfulness and inner peace. One who meditates with mindfulness eventually arrives at a stage where love and beauty are experienced through everything. The relevation is that one is everything all at once. Any sense of past or future, vanish. All is now.
I think he was the butterfly And the man. He flew by night and by day until he 'thought' about flying, then he was unable to fly. Any time we put thought before the spirit of flight, we cannot fly. Thought weighs heavy on wings.
Great story.
Thanks for this thought provoking post.
God bless,
Lance
www.lancessoulsearching.com
So I don't know .. butterlfies seem to have one advantage - they do not live long, but they pass on to the new life with a recreated renewal .. their lives never end as such ..
A thought?! All the best - Hilary Melton-Butcher
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(PS .. two recent ones .. on the painted lady butterfly and your black swans ..)
Congrats for the nice blog.
I love synchronicity - in my mediation a while ago i was transforming from a chrysalis into a beautiful butterfly meaning i'm ready to fly on my own and feel good about what i have achieved so far. Yes, life is transforming /transition again:) and it is a wonderful feeling. Thank you for your wonderful insight Liara.