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March 30, 2009

A Scientist Goes to an Ashram for a Personal Retreat - The Final Chapter

Part 1 of "A Scientist Goes to an Ashram for a Personal Retreat" can be found HERE. 

Part 2 of "A Scientist Goes to an Ashram for a Personal Retreat" can be found HERE. 

(Note: I do not use the real names of people, nor do I identify the specific Ashram. I changed a few details. The purpose is to protect the privacy of the individuals. Readers who are familiar with this Ashram will probably recognize it.)

The Idea of God

God is an idea. God is a thought. God is a concept. God is an abstraction. The idea of God originated in the human mind. Like any other idea, it has no reality apart from the human mind's ability to conceive it, develop it, use it, and communicate it to others.

As with other powerful ideas, the idea of God manifests itself in human experience. The idea of God is observed in the affairs of humanity in ways that are small and large, obvious and subtle, assuaging and painful, creative and destructive, capricious and profound, vengeful and compassionate, loving and tyrannical, indifferent and personal.

The idea of God can inspire the most exquisite of humankind's devotional expressions in art, poetry, literature, architecture, music, and ritual. The idea of God can be usurped and reshaped into an instrument of the powerful and the greedy. The idea of God can intoxicate the spirit of humankind in an embrace of all creation as one. The idea of God can corrode peoples and cultures when forged by the sadist and hater into a sword of punishment, suffering, and murder.

Because God is an idea, it is accessible, along with other related ideas, to science and the scientist. Science is an approach to understanding nature and ourselves. Science has method and it has content. The method of science is systematic observation of phenomena, and the recording of data. The content of science comes from organizing information into a body of knowledge.

The basic function of science is to describe the properties of things. Things include ideas. Darwinian evolution is an idea. The particle nature of subatomic phenomenon is an idea. Mating ritual is an idea. Borderline personality disorder is an idea. Darwin described the origin of species in words and illustrations. Physicists describe quantum mechanics with differential equations. Social scientists describe a culture's mating rituals in words, videos, and cross cultural comparisons. Psychiatrists and psychologists describe mental disorders in statistically consistent patterns of behaviors and objective assessments.

The Idea of Now

Hans Kraus is a widower and a member of the Ashram community. He is not a monastic; He is what you might call a devotee of the founder and his teachings. Like many other devotees, Hans lives in his own house, adjacent to the Ashram properties, about a mile or two from the main buildings and offices. He lived there with his family for over twenty years. His daughters were educated, partly, in the small school at the Ashram. They are grown, emancipated, and pursuing professional lives elsewhere. Like many other devotees, he earns a living outside the Ashram. While maintaining his professional life as an engineer and contractor, he participates in the spiritual life of the Ashram community, and volunteers on various committees. He contributes to the financial support of the Ashram, and contributes his labor and professional expertise as well.

I met Hans outside the dining hall. Thinking he was a transient, like myself, I struck up a conversation. He was well educated, literate, a man of the world, an avid fan of Barack Obama, and quick to tell you how well his daughters are doing and how he is so proud of them. He asked how I was doing, and was I having a good visit and personal retreat at the Ashram. I told him about the people I met, the wonderful conversations I had with them, and that I decided to follow my nose instead of a prescribed schedule of activities. During dinner and afterward we talked about everything: family, jobs, things spiritual, theological and ecumenical, philosophy, and about Eckhart Tolle. Several people mentioned his name and his work in the course of previous conversations. I had no idea who or what was Eckhart Tolle. Finally, I asked Hans to explain this whole thing about Meister Eckhart. Everyone in the world [at least at the Ashram] had, and assumed for me, a base of of knowledge about which I was totally clueless.

Hans invited my back to his house for tea, and said he had some books and DVDs on Meister Eckhart, and would lend me a couple. So over the kitchen table I got a cup of tea, and a minimal biography of Tolle. Tolle was a Ph.D. physicist and one-time colleague of Steven Hawking. In the midst of his heady days of theoretical physics, he had a very personal, transcendent, and life changing experience. To the naive observer, who was not participating in his experience, he probably manifested behaviors that would be described, in common parlance, as a mental breakdown. He withdrew from his 'normal' life and environs, lost friends, alienated family, lost his job, and eventually was homeless, penniless, and living on a park bench. In Tolle's words, he was experiencing a state of bliss and enlightenment that lasted for two years, uninterrupted. To those observing him from the outside, bliss and enlightenment would not have been the descriptive words of choice. The words 'disturbed', 'mentally ill', and 'on drugs' would have been the more likely associations. So what did Eckhart Tolle experience for two years without interruption? I thought it was worth a little investigation. Following his transforming experience, Tolle traveled to the East and sought spiritual guidance and study with several spiritual masters. I believe this took place over a period of nine years. This is sounding like the story line of "The Razor's Edge" by W. Somerset Maugham, or the mid-career diversion for the Fab Four. Am I stepping into a cliché?

Hans offered to loan me his copy of Eckhart Tolle's book, "The Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment." He later gave it to me as a personal gift. A blurb on the cover read, "...Tolle uses words to guide readers beyond words. Pointing to the portals of the eternal present, [emphasis mine] this practical mystic's modern gospel offers transcendent truths that set us free." This idea of the eternal present, or the state of being in now, is the central concept in Tolle's work. If one can judge a book by its cover, it would read, "Scientist beware. This is a pile of shit." Yes, I am a scientist, but I am always interested in belief systems, and in religion as a natural phenomenon. The table of contents was not anymore illuminating or palatable for the scientist, other than providing another reason to chuck the book and not waste my time. I was intrigued, though, by the fact that Tolle was a Ph.D. Physicist. At least he understood the Einsteinian concept of energy and its equivalence to mass. I didn't expect him to talk about personal energy fields or auras of positivity or negativity. Wrong!

The book was quite easy to read, and moved along at a nice pace. It had fewer than 200 pages, so I thought I would knock it off in no time. That was not to be. I wasn't interested in breezing through the book, rather I wanted to understand and analyze his views. I found myself having to stop and think about what he was trying to say. I was looking for a core of truth or insight, if there was one, that would explain his departure from the worldly pursuit of theoretical physics, and his claim to having a practical approach to peace and enlightenment that was accessible to all. In the end, I regarded Toole's book as a philosophy and spiritual guide for Everyman.

I carried the book around with me and would read it, mostly, in the small lounge area outside the book store and dining hall. It was was a sunny area with a huge picture window, and visitors and residents coming and going. My reading was easily a topic of conversation for the newbies and mystical sages I met. The younger people who passed through the Ashram would recognize the book and the author immediately and, to a person, claimed it was terrific and one of their favorites. I discussed it briefly with an older Swami who said she tried to get into it but didn't find it especially helpful. She asked me, rhetorically, "You know that saying about old wine in new bottles?" A couple of days later, Hans invited me back to his house for lunch, and a chance to talk about "The Power of Now", and watch one of Tolle's DVDs. We ate, had tea, talked a great deal, and sat down to a two hour video of Meister Eckhart. He was addressing an audience of interested grown ups at his conference center in the U.K. As his book was easy to read and follow, so his lecture was easy on the eye and ear, and showed him to have a sense of humor. I enjoyed the whole thing, and it added to my understanding of Tolle and his practical guide to everyday life and spiritual enlightenment.

Mental Health and Modern Social Science

The psychotherapist, in her training, spends years trying to master the control and suppression of her own ego, so as not to bias the assessment and treatment of her clients. For you fans of "The Sopranos", Dr. Malfi wrestled with the control of her ego, and its intrusion into the therapeutic needs for Anthony. Not infrequently, she had to discuss these issues with her mentor and seek the benefit of his wisdom. Suppression of the ego is found in many religions as a precursor to enlightenment or redemption. Tolle has been greatly influenced by his Eastern spiritual masters in his embrace of this fundamental idea. The control of the ego, by the psychotherapist, is not practiced in the service seeking spiritual enlightenment. But it is closely related, as the psychotherapist tries to provide what is needed for the client, and not what is needed for her own ego.

The other fundamental idea in Tolle's writing, is the focusing of consciousness in the present, the now, the eternal experience of being in this very moment. I've heard others reduce this idea to the oversimplified catch phrase, "Fuck the future, fuck the past, there is only the present." Yeah, and now what do I do? But there is an important element in the idea of the eternal present that is an important element in the treatment of different types of mental illnesses and disorders. Cognitive therapy and other psychotherapeutic techniques seem to be able to restructure the client's thought process. This is done, in no small part, by anchoring the client in the here and now, and then having them examine their self-defeating behaviors and their consequences. To achieve this, the client must be in the present to assess the behaviors of the past, but not live in the past, or not have the past intrude upon the present choices to be made. Being grounded in the present helps the client's decision making, without being paralyzed by fear and anxiety of what might happen tomorrow. I don't see Tolle's approach to be greatly different.

Being in the present is a technique that aids relaxation, reduces stress, and controls anxiety. Worrying is leaving the door open to the past, and the window open to the future. The eternal now, as a prescribed mental practice, or meditative technique, is an effective process for dealing with symptoms of many disorders, and helping people improve their lives. Learning how to put oneself into the Now is really a method for repossessing one's own body. The untreated trauma victim, particularly those traumatized by sexual abuse, are not in possession of their own body. Examples of this are dissociation and physical/medical symptoms that evoke the specifics of their abuse. Techniques that can help trauma victims attain being in the now, may very well facilitate the repossession of one's own body. That which was in the past is no longer in possession of the body. Fear of future harm is no longer in possession of the body. The client in the being of now is in total control of her own body.

One thing a scientist learns, is that two contradictory and mutually exclusive theories can still lead to the same correct prediction. The earth-centric model of the solar system, and the heliocentric model are completely irreconcilable. However, they both do a very good job at predicting the time and place of the rising and setting of the sun, moon, stars, and planets. They both yield extremely accurate calendars that can inform changes in climate, time to plant and harvest, and when to throw a big mid-winter party. Acknowledging this is not surrendering to pure relativism, nor abandoning all hope at discovering the laws of nature. After all, if we are going to travel to the moon and beyond, only one of these theories has a chance of planning a successful voyage out and safe return home.

A Call for Tolerance

The scientist can be more tolerant of people of faith who seeking enlightenment, peace, and salvation in religious practice, and who identify with a faith community or religious tradition. Tolerance is not a compromise to one's profession or ethics. I've heard more than a few narcissists and egotists declare that they were compelled to speak out against all religion and matters of faith because to do otherwise would imply that they agreed with the opposition. Those who are deluded with self-importance and the grandeur of universal responsibility feel they must reply to all those who proffer erroneous views.

The scientist can be more tolerant of the language and vocabulary that believers adopt for themselves, and that do not impinge upon the work of science. It is not necessary for us to clarify their words with our definitions. It is characteristic of many faith traditions to be untroubled with vague, general, and diffuse meanings.

The scientist is a member of a world community. Would the scientist not rejoice when people of faith act on their responsibility for establishing peace and embracing universal brotherhood? would the scientist not give thanks and praise when a faith group unites to share shelter, food, and clothing with a devastated community? Would a scientist not be proud of working with a fundamentalist Christian church that believes they have a responsibility to take care of our planet and its species? Would the non-believing scientist not rejoice if Jew, Christian, and Muslim could find common ground, and a way to peace, on the fact that Abraham is father to them all.

I am amazed that many scientists, who are generally very analytical, do not distinguish between religion as a club of privileged, asset hording, dogma enacting, ruling oligarchs, on the one hand, and the community of faithful, on the other. Our criticisms of religion should, at the very least, allow for the distinction (although I am making it more black and white than it really is). When we find views that are unacceptable for our own systems of thought and philosophies, must we always find them abhorrent when embraced by others? Some beliefs are quite abhorrent, but do all non-rational, non-scientific beliefs deserve uninvited condemnation?

I still like the two basic creeds of the Ashram: Truth is One, paths are many. Love all, and serve all. I think they are ideas that can be embraced by believer and non-believer.

Thank you.

Thanks to everyone who read and followed my reflections on my retreat at the Ashram. My next article is going to cover very different ground, and I hope you will find it interesting. The title tells it all: "My Life as a Crime Fighter."

Posted by Norman Costa at 02:05 AM | Permalink

Comments

thank you!

Posted by: eli | Mar 30, 2009 11:48:41 AM

Namaste,

Just to possibly clarify, Meister Eckhart is a term usually applied to Eckhart von Hochheim, a German theologian, philosopher, and mystic who lived from around 1260 to around 1328. Eckhart Tolle is a modern-day philosopher, mystic, and writer who was born in Germany as Ulrich Leonard Tolle in 1948.

Naturally both are actually Brahman, as are we all, but I just thought I'd differentiate them here in maya/mithya.

Posted by: Zoc | Mar 30, 2009 12:45:50 PM


Zoc,

Thanks for the clarification. I don't if it's flattery or poking fun, but a few will refer to Eckhart Tolle as Meister Eckhart. Similarly, I don't know if Tolle adopted, consciously, the moniker of the 13th-14th German philosopher.

Your dose of facts and a little bit of history is greatly appreciated.

Posted by: Norman Costa | Mar 30, 2009 1:00:37 PM

Meister Eckhardt (late 13th century) is not at all the same person as Eckhart Tolle (late 20th century).

He was not a physicist. I've only looked on the web, but can't find any evidence that he ever studied physics at all.

He was, in particular, not a "PhD physicist"; he never completed his PhD.

None of this has any particular bearing on whether what he has to say about topics other than physics is correct or useful, of course.

Posted by: g | Mar 31, 2009 2:08:36 PM

Oops, hadn't seen Zoc's comment and Norman's reply when I wrote that, or I'd have omitted the first para. Sorry!

Posted by: g | Mar 31, 2009 5:43:13 PM

Since we're missing a physicist, here's Peter Russell and his online book about the nature of consciousness and the nature of human nature.


peterrussell

I haven't read the book, but one Google search and voila! A former physicist with knowledge of Eastern and Western spiritual traditions.

Posted by: Louise Gordon | Mar 31, 2009 7:33:43 PM

Stipulating that Eckhart Tolle did in fact discover deep spiritual truths, there is still the question of separating him from say Brian Josephson, who has, to my knowledge, gone cuckoo.

I know how, kind of, how to separate the crackpot from Boltzmann. How does even Eckhart know to separate himself from John Nash?

Posted by: D | Mar 31, 2009 10:08:52 PM

D,

I imagine Amazon helps him make such a separation quite handsomely.

I've never read Tolle, but thinking about his "now" theme reminded me of the Four Quartets. Do you like T. S. Eliot?


T. S. Eliot Poems
The Four Quartets

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Burnt Norton

I

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know.
Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Quick, said the bird, find them, find them,
Round the corner. Through the first gate,
Into our first world, shall we follow
The deception of the thrush? Into our first world.
There they were, dignified, invisible,
Moving without pressure, over the dead leaves,
In the autumn heat, through the vibrant air,
And the bird called, in response to
The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses
Had the look of flowers that are looked at.
There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting.
So we moved, and they, in a formal pattern,
Along the empty alley, into the box circle,
To look down into the drained pool.
Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged,
And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,
And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,
The surface glittered out of heart of light,
And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.
Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.
Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,
Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.
Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind
Cannot bear very much reality.
Time past and time future
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.

II

Garlic and sapphires in the mud
Clot the bedded axle-tree.
The thrilling wire in the blood
Sings below inveterate scars
Appeasing long forgotten wars.
The dance along the artery
The circulation of the lymph
Are figured in the drift of stars
Ascend to summer in the tree
We move above the moving tree
In light upon the figured leaf
And hear upon the sodden floor
Below, the boarhound and the boar
Pursue their pattern as before
But reconciled among the stars.

At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where.
And I cannot say, how long, for that is to place it in time.
The inner freedom from the practical desire,
The release from action and suffering, release from the inner
And the outer compulsion, yet surrounded
By a grace of sense, a white light still and moving,
Erhebung without motion, concentration
Without elimination, both a new world
And the old made explicit, understood
In the completion of its partial ecstasy,
The resolution of its partial horror.
Yet the enchainment of past and future
Woven in the weakness of the changing body,
Protects mankind from heaven and damnation
Which flesh cannot endure.
Time past and time future
Allow but a little consciousness.
To be conscious is not to be in time
But only in time can the moment in the rose-garden,
The moment in the arbour where the rain beat,
The moment in the draughty church at smokefall
Be remembered; involved with past and future.
Only through time time is conquered.

III

Here is a place of disaffection
Time before and time after
In a dim light: neither daylight
Investing form with lucid stillness
Turning shadow into transient beauty
Wtih slow rotation suggesting permanence
Nor darkness to purify the soul
Emptying the sensual with deprivation
Cleansing affection from the temporal.
Neither plentitude nor vacancy. Only a flicker
Over the strained time-ridden faces
Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind
That blows before and after time,
Wind in and out of unwholesome lungs
Time before and time after.
Eructation of unhealthy souls
Into the faded air, the torpid
Driven on the wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London,
Hampstead and Clerkenwell, Campden and Putney,
Highgate, Primrose and Ludgate. Not here
Not here the darkness, in this twittering world.

Descend lower, descend only
Into the world of perpetual solitude,
World not world, but that which is not world,
Internal darkness, deprivation
And destitution of all property,
Dessication of the world of sense,
Evacuation of the world of fancy,
Inoperancy of the world of spirit;
This is the one way, and the other
Is the same, not in movement
But abstention from movememnt; while the world moves
In appetency, on its metalled ways
Of time past and time future.

IV

Time and the bell have buried the day,
the black cloud carries the sun away.
Will the sunflower turn to us, will the clematis
Stray down, bend to us; tendril and spray
Clutch and cling?
Chill
Fingers of yew be curled
Down on us? After the kingfisher's wing
Has answered light to light, and is silent, the light is still
At the still point of the turning world.

V

Words move, music moves
Only in time; but that which is only living
Can only die. Words, after speech, reach
Into the silence. Only by the form, the pattern,
Can words or music reach
The stillness, as a Chinese jar still
Moves perpetually in its stillness.
Not the stillness of the violin, while the note lasts,
Not that only, but the co-existence,
Or say that the end precedes the beginning,
And the end and the beginning were always there
Before the beginning and after the end.
And all is always now. Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Will not stay still. Shrieking voices
Scolding, mocking, or merely chattering,
Always assail them. The Word in the desert
Is most attacked by voices of temptation,
The crying shadow in the funeral dance,
The loud lament of the disconsolate chimera.

The detail of the pattern is movement,
As in the figure of the ten stairs.
Desire itself is movement
Not in itself desirable;
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
Sudden in a shaft of sunlight
Even while the dust moves
There rises the hidden laughter
Of children in the foliage
Quick now, here, now, always-
Ridiculous the waste sad time
Stretching before and after.

Posted by: Louise Gordon | Apr 1, 2009 12:03:11 AM

Louise...I am overcome...thank you, thank you, thank you.

Posted by: Pigwhistle | Apr 1, 2009 11:33:48 AM

Sorry for not saying so earlier, Mr. Costa, but I found your series of articles very interesting. Thank you for providing them.

Posted by: Zoc | Apr 4, 2009 8:08:11 PM

I cannot believe anyone would refer to Eckhart Tolle as "Meister Eckhart"

Whilst Tolle might be an exceptional human being in his own right, he is certainly not in the "Meister Eckhart" space..
I found this quite Bizarre, I have never seen anything so ignorant.

Posted by: Alan | Dec 2, 2009 7:39:09 PM


Alan,

Regarding my 3Quarksdaily.com article: “A Scientist Goes to an Ashram for a Personal Retreat - The Final Chapter,” you wrote:

"I cannot believe anyone would refer to Eckhart Tolle as "Meister Eckhart" Whilst Tolle might be an exceptional human being in his own right, he is certainly not in the "Meister Eckhart" space.. I found this quite Bizarre, I have never seen anything so ignorant."

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. There are times when I think I am exceptional, but I am sure there had to have been examples of ignorance, in your experience, that surpass even mine.

I am aware of the late 13th and early 14th century CE theologian who is known as Meister Eckhart. Having had more years of studying Church history than I would like to remember, Eckhart von Hochkeim is known to me as a pivotal figure who was either hero or villain depending on which side of the anti-Papacy movement one espoused or decried. I come down on the hero side, myself.

What I discovered at the Ashram was a range of views and regard for Eckhart Tolle. Some characterized his contributions as 'old wine in new bottles.' The majority of the monastics and devotees, who proffered an opinion, thought he was a great teacher and spiritual guide. Those who identified with him and his message heaped laudatory titles and compliments upon him to express how they felt about him. Among the accolades and bouquets was the moniker, “Meister Eckhart.”

“Meister Eckhart” is an in-group term of endearment and respect. Most of the folks I met, and who wanted me to know about Tolle, were well read, well educated, and understood that the contributions of the two Meisters were very different. I believe that no one understood Tolle to be a competitor or equal to the Preacher.

My personal opinion in that his views are not unique in the history of ideas, self-discovery, and traditions of spiritual growth. So in this sense, I can see than as 'old wine in new bottles.' If the wine is a very good vintage, then we all benefit from re-branding and new marketing.

As to my own ignorance, it is clear that I assumed others, who knew of Tolle, also knew of the titled endearment bestowed by some of his devotees. You, obviously, know something about the Preacher and the minor Eckhart, and were moved to speak out against a bizarre and unsurpassed ignorance. I wonder how the greater and lesser Eckharts would have responded to my article? Surely, you know enough about the two to be able to venture a view on this. It would be of great intellectual benefit to me, and those like me, to hear your thoughts. A mind is a terrible thing to waste, even one as bizarre as mine.

Posted by: Norman Costa | Dec 2, 2009 10:18:33 PM

Norman, thanks for clearing this Meister Eckhart/Eckhart Tolle business up -- further than you already did a few comments upstream, that is.

It's as well to point out that Ulrich Leonard Tolle, b. 1948, took the name "Eckhart" before launching his career as a guru and inspirational speaker. No one but the party of the first part can possibly say whether taking the name of the famous Dominican of the Gothic period, Eckhart von Hochheim, aka Meister Eckhart, was intended as an assist to Tolle's bid for legitimacy as a guru. He was perhaps a little under-credentialed in the beginning, so associations lending authority and historicity might have looked good to him.

Who knows? Maybe he reads 3QD and will be along to defend his co-opting the title one of these days...

Posted by: Elatia Harris | Dec 2, 2009 11:50:48 PM

Ah yes, Spiritual Materialism.
Shall we go shopping for more?

Posted by: Dave Ranning | Dec 3, 2009 1:01:00 AM

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