Sincerely here Francesca Maria Solinas, the excitement in me regarding our adventure here is just that: I do feel like I am in community that can handle my heat and my cooool;-) Where the depth and beauty of the master-disciple relationship is not lost. My ex-teacher was certainly an “eternal student” herself though too. She was high-octane seeker and disciplined student of many.
There are examples modelled on board our ships here, that are moving towards some sort of fellowship of eternal studenteachers. I’m taking my stand for seeing even a novel form emerge here. A waking and growing, up and down, in mutuality. But this will take MORE discipline and dedication and more creativity on all sides than the master-disciple model. A scary thought! And what of mastery itself. Big Self-mastery, small self-mastery? Mastery in one aspect of wisdom? The truest master, from my sense of JC, would be the eternal slave. Obedience (a total scare word for boomers BUT NOT FOR ME;-) to that type of person is nothing at all like obedience to a top down dominator/oppressive, ruler type teacher (like a typical British school master). It is like Jeff Bellsey relates about the sense that the master knows me more closely that I do at this time of slumber I am in, whilst she is awake.
What I am looking for is a flexible form of Master/disciple/guru/devotee relating that is intergenerational and appropriately flexible to who is enacting the clearest love in any moment. Whilst in one sense Bonnitta or Yasuhiko (even my ex-master) are self-evidently superior to me at this point, most of the time, in the novel forms I see, they would also bow to us less mature ones because, as Oliver says, time is the only essential in the universe. Which means that the difference in wisdom, love and grace is a matter of time, and time is not a matter of eternity. Hence, as eternal masterdisciples or masterslaves we are truly mutuals all ways, whilst also playing the roles that the moment requires. Could be mentor, could be mentee, depends on everything else!
I remember a very moving Osho lecture in which he talked about his heart, and the way he would have liked to throw himself at the feet of any one of his sannyasins that came to him. But he couldn’t do that because it didn’t serve the wakeup devices that both parties had consented to. They may have fallen in love with a thought of themselves. Hence, he maintained his “little king” clothing and let them all touch his feet and worship the guru. He played it out to a maximum hilarity show. When you look closely enough you can see the glint of humor and mischief that he must have been experiencing most of the time. Along the lines of “if you could only see the beauty that I see as you, compared with what you are doing in the world, you would be laughing your head off”.
On other days he probably just enjoyed driving around in a new Rolls Royce every three days and getting a cheap blowjob from a subservient devotee and wearing diamond watches. I’m not wanting to elevate the man to something I am not;-) Just saying, there is a depth and glory to the Master-disciple or Guru-devotee relationship that is precious, supra valuable and rare. And I don’t want that contribution lost in a collective trance of blind leading the blind. JC was/is awakawakawakerererer than me, and even though he may want to befriend me, I feel there is health and opportunity in my shame around what he is exposing of my lethargy. I want to worship Yasuhiko and co, AND eat at the same table and have them listen to me at times too. Incidentally, the bodhisattva vow can create – understood in its mind-time-blowing aspect – these types of Masterslaves.
From slave-masters to an alliance of autonomous masterslaves! what next!?