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The dreaming self, is like a helpless child.
It doesn’t pass judgement or have the power to discriminate or apply any kind of critical analysis “Guarding his vital self with his breath… the luminous immortal one glides out. He goes wherever he pleases, this golden luminous one, flying like a lonely swan on the expanse of dreams.”
Brihadaranyaka Upanishad 43-12
The dreaming mind is a beautiful state of being. It holds a great reservoir of unused potential. It can delight your senses, take you on fantastic voyages, regale you with incredible experiences, and lead you into the light of your inner self. Vedanta has great respect and regard for the dreaming mind. It does not dismiss it as an irrational phase of sleep, where strange visions are seen and heard. A student of Vedanta is urged to nurture, protect and revere his dreaming self and use it as a vehicle to glide into domains beyond the ken of human imagination.
Your waking mind is smart and competent, but your dreaming mind is innocent as a child. In fact your residual innocence, if at all it exists at your age, is mostly in your dreaming mind. The dreaming mind does not pass judgment or have the power to discriminate or apply any kind of critical analysis. All those faculties are with your waking mind.
The dreaming self, in many ways is helpless as a child.
How would you look after an innocent child? Would you expose it to a violent street fight, for example? If you do, won’t you expect the child to have fantasies and fears over what has happened? The same happens to your dreaming self.
Your first task is to keep the dreaming mind pure and detoxed. If you allow the dreaming self to become locked with your street level ego, if you keep it stressed with your fears and hopes, it will distort itself willingly for your sake, but when you sleep, it will release the accumulated stress in the form of weird dreams. Keep a constant watch on your self, especially when your ego collides with reality around you. Dissolve the emotional nicks and cuts before they bleed. That’s the way to protect your dreaming self.
Don’t pollute it with your local — this day’s, this minute’s ego problems — which in all likelihood will not exist the next day or the next minute. Your waking mind will forget and move on, your dreaming mind will hold on to them like a child.
The secret of keeping your dreaming mind pure and detoxed is by remembering that a little child walks with you wherever you go. You are old enough to protect yourself, but then you have to protect the child also. To keep the child happy and laughing you have to live pure, think pure. You can’t remain locked in viciousness and hope the child won’t notice. You have to gradually become more relaxed, more forgiving, more accepting. In time your dreaming mind will become relaxed and carefree.
You will experience this happiness when you sleep. Waves of peace will carry you away and gently drop you on the shores of tomorrow. A day will come when you can actually harness the beauty and power of your dreaming state, and move with that innocence into the radiant source of your being.
The sad truth is that we live such overloaded lives during our waking hours, the dreaming self has been crowded out of existence. We punish our bodies and minds to the limit, overdosing it with food, caffeine, alcohol or too much TV.
It is little wonder that after a certain age, many people need little blue and pink pills to sleep in the first place. The delicate balance of the twin selves, the waking and dreaming minds, is irreparably damaged.
Our mind and body slips out of harmony, leaving the field wide open for disease to set in.
Sometimes I wonder if any one of us can experience what Yajnavalkya taught Prince Janaka 35 centuries ago. Those were different times indeed.
People kept to the circadian rhythms of day and night. The world was probably a lot simpler and less confusing than it is for us today.
Yajnavalkya first taught the prince how to protect his dreaming self until it was pure and detoxed. Then he taught him a special breathing technique, and urged the prince to go into sleep using the breathing technique.
“Guarding his vital self with his breath…” Janaka would have touched his dreaming self, and with all the delight of a child on a giant wheel for the first time, actually sailed off into realms vast and wonderful. “…the luminous immortal one glides out.” What fun. To all who think Vedanta is some serious philosophy stuff… think again! Vedanta just helps you find the keys to your locked up mind, just as Yajnavalkya helped the prince to discover himself.
“…he goes wherever he pleases, this golden luminous one, flying like a lonely swan on the expanse of dreams.”
Janaka is soaring, gliding into realms beyond the ken of human imagination. I can imagine a lone white Himalayan swan, flying across a lake in the moonlight that Yajnavalkya would have seen during his wanderings. The allegory of the lonely swan is beautiful, poetic and mystical. But then that’s how our dreams should be. Beautiful. Poetic. Mystical.
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( Source: Mani Shankar/ Deccan Chronicle, Hyderabad 31st May 2009 )