CONTROL X DRIVING

Many of those who seek the Tantra process for life and as a way of developing their being, encounter a great stage in its course, which is the control of the mind, or emotions, or even the most practical habits of everyday life, if not all. , and for years that was my Achilles' heel.

Controlling came with the slogan of not failing, of inspection, of being even in front of situations and knowing exactly how to drive my vehicle along the road of life. However, the further I went, the more I came up against edges that made me not follow, that controlling what I wanted could simply fail, as in a big control panel table.

This is because my old experiences no longer served as a clue to this vehicle that I wanted to control for noble purposes, such as not judging, not easily irritating myself, not having compulsive behaviors and habits or surrendering to dense energies that came from me or of the place to which I had found myself. Everything had changed after a time of perfecting and deepening and I didn't know much more than what was left in me that I thought I knew.

Control and delivery don't match up much on a journey like this, but time can explain it better than I can. These two towers were finally placed ahead of my path and things were not much more concrete in the (pseudo) certainties that I used to cultivate. I realized that that meeting of well-placed edges on the track spoke exactly of a single shouting thing. Simply emptying myself and allowing myself to not know myself anymore and be who was to come. The philosophical maxim of “Know yourself” has become a big question mark and the third pillar to stand before my feet.

In the book The Voice of Silence, written by the founder of theosophy Helena Blavatsky, fragment I says that the mind is the great murderer of the real, that “When, for itself, its own form seems unreal, as it is , upon awakening, all the forms seen in dreams; When you have ceased to listen to the many, you will be able to discern the ONE (...) ”. Finally, I find myself in the heresy of separativeness. The demand for control was finally separating me from the whole, making me see my daily demand shipment as something outside of me. Practically a form of toxic positivity which made me neglect the most profound ailments I felt and the experiences over that time have intensified and changed my route.

The change of route suggested that my old experiences enter an end of cycles and that I was now participating in a new level of learning and delivery. But there was still the need and the demand to control everything, the mind, the emotions, and finally the habits of the body, which was the most difficult until then.

Looking at life as a road, my bodies as a vehicle, my knowledge of my self, control and surrender as edges in front of me were also the height of attachment, and this attachment led me to control new situations to which my old way had learned to act as a character.

Allow me to switch control to driving! Allow yourself and see the magic that happens when you free yourself from old mental, emotional and physical habits, when you integrate into the external field of experiences and realize that all that talks about you and what you create from who you believe you are. Driving allowed me to unveil my gaze on the self and on things, and it was terrible at first, because I realized that much of what I disliked in my eyes, was under my nose, and our eyes cannot see our own face. They understand the dimension and the restriction at the same time of what it means to look, physically. Not doing something or having any attitude or thinking does not mean that a certain dynamo about that universe does not exist in you.

Closing your eyes and refining your gaze is much more than just being a good observer. You need to be a taster of everything you perceive as a response to your interactions, and know that what you learned from them early in life is not necessarily about how you are or know about things, when you stop the many, you will hear the itself.

In Anthropology we have a technique created by Malinowski called Participant Observation that allows the observer to share activities, occasions, interests and affections with a group of people within the circumstances permitted by the study or by the group to be studied. We forget that we are also part of that part observed even as observers, but sharing takes you away from the theoretical, from the drawer philosopher who allows himself to understand, but not participate in what is experienced, as at the same point where you feel some emotions and deny them. Observing to participate in the surroundings allows driving.

Wherever you are on your journey, driving will be improved and the formatting of control imbued with requirements that do not make you perceive your own labyrinths to the point of guilt the road or even the vehicle distances you from the fluidity of creation and even from the surprises on the way, being alternated the route, either by conscious will, or by a breath that makes the candle turn. The big stage here is confidence and the certainty that as a good driver you experience everything, feel everything and trust. It flows with creation, after all you are nothing but part of it and your sexual / vital energy is the bridge of the great unknown seas of your own life, of your own self.

Driving allows you to have unexpected elements present themselves to you and you enjoy the surprises, enjoy the learning, enjoy the flow with confidence. Allows you to identify parts of yourself that were seen only outside, leading allows you to be more. After all, Tantra is the great web that will connect everything and deny anything, including the way it leads, the way it tried to take the reins of control, after all Tantra will not judge you, will not deny you, but it will give you more and more awareness of where you are, and this place is not always only physical, as well as the sexual energy itself, as well as Tantra itself, philosophy on which its behavioral premises are based, giving more of you to yourself, consequently more of the whole.