So a question came up recently about looking at the world without mental distortion. How do you look at the world without getting the ego involved? How do you see beauty where there is so much ugliness?
The short answer is to simply look without judging, labeling, categorizing, or adding any sort of mental commentary. Allow awareness itself to be aware and allow attention to rest solely upon the witnessing itself. Thought doesn’t enter into the picture whatsoever. Just look.
I was watching TV with my mom the other night. When she asked me about seeing beauty, awareness kicked into high gear.
I explained that there is a difference between human beauty and divine beauty, human love and divine love.
The mind has its preferences and reasons for why it deems something beautiful or worthy. The mind has its reasons why it loves someone. The reasons are its conditions and thus the love is conditional.
The human definition of beauty requires that something appeals to us for whatever reason. Divine beauty, on the other hand, shines forth when mental commentary is withdrawn. Pure essence becomes visible instead of mere appearance.
I can’t describe what’s being seen, but there’s an intuitive understanding that you’re looking purely at what is. A flower is seen to be just as beautiful as garbage, for literally no reason at all. Just because it is. Thought actually muddles over this realization, distracts from it.
Beyond thought, there is a recognition of the formless Unmanifest expressing itself as manifest form.
Everyone has this capacity, including you. Yes you. There’s no need to try and see this, to learn to develop this skill, or look for what I’m describing because it shines forth automatically when you stop putting everything into little mental boxes and attaching descriptions to and creating stories around what you’re seeing.
Just look, as purely and innocently as possible. Allow the looking itself to do the looking. Awareness itself is witnessing, not you.
So she and I were watching TV. I asked her what she saw. She started pointing out people, colors, lights, words, the logo of the tv network in the corner, movement, and so on.
She asked me what I saw, I responded that I was seeing nothing. It’s not that the TV was off or that my eyes weren’t functional, but there was simply nothing being seen and no one there to see it. There was only the presence of awareness itself. In the moment there was the existence of existence itself, but no thing within awareness.
Within the infinite space of awareness, the mind I have did pop its head in once in a while and in those moments, a stream of events suddenly became visible. Memory activated and it was possible to watch a continuous event instead of literally what was happening in the moment. When the mind reengaged and memory temporarily activated, it was possible to see a man holding a gun or a guy jumping over a fence, for example.
When pure awareness was present, nothing was really seen, nor was there anything real to be seen. There is just the pure beauty of what is, the same beauty that is present if one was to stare at a blank wall or a tree.
Sounds kinda strange, I know, almost like having a mental problem. Perhaps, in a way, it is!
Interestingly, however, this conscious presence of no thing is the most beautiful thing that is! Far more beautiful than anything in this world for it is truly beyond this world.
It is simply the awareness of the Divine witnessing the presence of the Divine. The Divine being conscious of itself. To be in THAT space is, in a word, Divine.