The Psychological Country
Unquestionably, just as there is an external country within which we live, there is also a psychological country within us.
People are never ignorant of the city or region within which they live. Unfortunately, the psychological place in which they are, is unknown to them.
At a particular point in time, anyone would know what neighborhood or community they are in. But psychologically speaking, it does not happen that way. Normally, people do not have the slightest idea of where they are in their psychological country, at any given moment.
The Knife of Consciousness
Some psychologists symbolize the consciousness as a knife very capable of separating us from that which is fastened to us, extracting our strength.
These psychologists believe that the only way to escape the power of this or that “I” is to observe it more clearly, each time with the objective of comprehending it so as to become cognizant of it.
These people think that in this way, separation of ourselves from this or that “I” will eventually occur, although it may be just by the width of a knife’s edge.
In this manner, they say, the “I” separated by the consciousness resembles a cut plant. Becoming conscious of any “I,” according to them, means separating it from our psyche and condemning it to death.
In the course of everyday life, each person has his own criterion, a more or less stale way of thinking by not being open to new things. This is irrefutable, indisputable, and incontrovertible.
The mind of the intellectual humanoid is degenerate, deteriorated, and in an obvious state of devolution.
Indeed, the intellectual capacity for understanding of today’s humanity is similar to that of an old, inert and absurd mechanical structure, itself incapable of any authentic flexible phenomena.
There is a lack of pliability in the mind. It is entrapped within various rigid and extemporaneous norms.
We have come to a very thorny point: I would like to refer to the question of the Kundalini, the igneous serpent of our magical powers mentioned in so many texts of oriental wisdom.
Without a doubt, the Kundalini has been well documented and it is something well worth investigating.
In texts of Medieval Alchemy, the Kundalini is the astral signature of the sacred sperm, Stella Maris, Virgin of the Sea, who wisely guides those who labor in the Great Work.
Among the Aztecs, she was known as Tonantzin, among the Greeks as chaste Diana. In Egypt she was Isis, the Divine Mother, whose veil no mortal has lifted.