SpartanII wrote:"Visions" can be pretty subjective.
Meditation allows for greater control over attention during multiple states of consciousness. Don't expect any kind of "psychedelic" experience, although some of the effects of meditation can include psychedelic visions, especially when awareness is focused in between different states of consciousness.
Part of meditation is letting go of expectations, and there lies the beauty of novelty.
There are many "stages" of consciousness that *can* occur during meditation, some of the effects can include dream-like flashes, psychic premonitions, or entire alternate realities.
These are often referred to as "visions", but these are not the goal of meditation, in fact, the is no "goal".
Meditation is simply experiencing reality mindfully as it is in the present moment.
joedirt wrote:
I often times get visions in meditation. They are however not psychedelic in nature.
Typically they are dimly light (though not alway's) and are much more real looking.
Seeing visions like this is a sign of concentration.
In Buddhism there is talk of the Jhanas and some of the higher Jhanas
do indeed supposedly correspond to more psychedelic like visions.
BUT. Every sincere tradition say's that visions are ultimately only a distraction
and in fact that has been my experience as well. Every time I have them
I get sidetracked...with the "Whoo ohhh a vision"...and then the concentration
is broken and I spiral back into thoughts of I, me, mine and have to once again
force the mind back to the original meditation object and start over.
Exactly! You guys said what I really wanted to say, with far less wordage. That being said, there are a number of angles to perceive of this issue and the OP's initiated topic of discussion. It simply can't be put into the
"proverbial nutshell" and be simplified to a constant or fixed rule that applies to everyone, everywhere, forevermore.
All philosophy and comparisons aside, the inescapable fact is this, each individual soul experiences psychedelic and meditative states in their own unique way. But there is a common-ground and this is where we all meet together. Such a common-ground could be called a Satsang, I suppose? From whatever state of mind we begin our psychedelic journey, we undergo the same types of chemical changes and shifts in consciousness. This, however, is a gross simplification.
And we aren't exactly comparing apples and oranges, we are comparing states of conscious-awareness and sometimes this is not so simple to reduce to a few brief sentences. So, forgive the verbosity and let me try and re-address the OP's topic from a slightly different spin... that being, comparing and contrasting what we see, think, feel and sense, from both the entheogenic and meditative pursuits (or in the case of true meditation, the surrender of any pursuit).
As the calendar measures these things, I have been practicing meditation since 1974. So obviously, I am still a mere upstart.
Seriously, this is the journey of a lifetime and I imagine, it leads far beyond a single lifespan. As we all know, genuine meditative levels of awareness are not caught within any time-loop, nor can they be measured by any sequential observation. But on the other hand, just like playing a musical instrument or any other creative endeavor we embrace,
"practice makes perfect". So, I suspect most of us have along way to go before we begin to fully understand what meditation truly is? I know I sure have a waaaaaaays to go until I stop trying to catch the tiger by the tail (in a manner of speaking). Or is that just within my illusion? An imaginary mirage caused by the play of light and shadow before my picture of reality? Enlightenment is as near as the moment and as close as right here and now. No need grasping, no seeking, no trying... no fixations or preferences. Everything is sheer perfection.
Back in the day, I initially trained in Seon sitting meditation (Korean Zen). This came to me coupled with marital arts training, in specific, Tae Know Do. A year later, I began to explore TM, as mantra meditation seemed far more accessible for a teenage mind. Mantras offer something to become absorbed with. Total emptiness is a difficult thing to focus upon. Yet, ultimately all methods lead to a silencing of the mind and a deep stillness.
Along the way, I became involved with Kriya Yoga, Surat Shabd Yoga, Sufism, further and further into Zen Buddhism, hand-in-hand with Taoism. Recently... I can't even put into any definitive reference, what my meditation actually is... or who is doing/undoing the sadhana, merging enthusiastically in trance states... it simply happens of it's own accord and characteristics, It is a very, very, very beautiful experience to cultivate!
The profoundly enigmatic mental stillness one touches, through the meditative vibration, slowly erases the fixation of what I term
"The Iso-self" (or our separate ego), which manifest in juxtaposition of
"The Omniself" (our inter-phase with infinite, universal intelligence). This is where psychedelics and sober meditation have a direct interrelations with one another, that is, if one conjoins the two spheres or modes of experience, as one function.
Either way, we need to let go of all expectation and preferences. This release propels the witness within, the silent watcher observing the self, to experience a pause in it's normal continuum, to shift into the vacuum of the effulgence of the undifferentiated unity of Spirit.
Individuated awareness expands into undifferentiated awareness. One realizes that one is everything (and no-thing at all), not just an isolated part of the whole, as we have be taught to accept. We are the components of the totality of what I and many others, refer to as, "
God". There have been many human names for this Divintiy: Brahman, Aten, Ahura Mazda, Ishvara, Yahweh (YHWH), Allah, HU, Wakan Tanka (Great Spirit)... but what's in a name? Same totality... same Omniscient Field of Being.
Being-ness is what we essentially share together. What makes it Sacred, is the place that we are sharing the same universal consciousness, looking out through different eyes in rapt wonder. Thinking through separate minds, all that which we reflect of the Oneness, is determined by our commitment to discover the reality behind the transitory mirage. To cease to objectify the interconnections refracted within
The Grid, and simply merge with them voluntarily and euphorically.
I believe we exist within the
Unified Field of Being, as the very same, said Field. Therefore, we are the same Omni-field expressing itself, unique to the relative circumstances of the individual, observing perception.
Within such an interconnected web of life-force, all things are united and identical to each other. As they say in the cosmology of Advaita Vedanta,
"Tat Tvam Asi" (Thou art That). If entheogens shift our focus to such epiphanies, then it is only because we have entered a meditative state.
The Magik of psychedelia is that it jet-fuels us higher and higher and higher... ad infinitum. I honestly question sometimes if the price to pay for such immeasurable ecstasy... is greater than the inspiration we glean and gradually integrate into our normal lives. It does create a dependence on an external chemical catalyst, to shift one's attention fully.
Meditation, on the other hand, benefits the soul in it's process of naturally expanding into fully resplendent, conscious bloom. It becomes a constant companion and slowly opens the mind to the effulgence of the Godhead within all things perceived. It eventually dawns upon us that we are already enlightened entities, we just need to stop dreaming that we are not. We are the outcome of the dance of form and the formless, the current and the vacuum where naught moves. We are all, on our deepest levels, empty of any duality and all seeming illusions. It is said that we all dream.
It is also said that we all, eventually awaken.
This emptiness doesn't have the same explosive, kaleidoscopic roller-coaster ride through the multiple planes of consciousness, that psychedelics gift. It is a steady path of internal cultivation, not an instant trip beyond the parameters of the material world.
I began this process of unfolding and attunement about a year before I started smoking pot and hashish. This was three years before my first acid trip. So, from my own point of reference, I was never trying to compare the meditative state to the psychedelic. For me, they are one pathway with different kinds of stimuli creating distinct results.
In regards to the wild visuals that entheogenic usage facilitates, the fractal patterns, mystical symbols we "hallucinate" and those blinding visions of the Clear Light... some of these are indeed aspects of the deeper levels of very sober meditation. Alternately, some are simply too psychedelic to be experienced without the use of Sacred Medicines.
Now, I am certainly not a mystic nor an advanced Master of spiritual states of conscious-awareness, so what do I know of the experiences of said Sages? I honestly can't say... but it is most noteworthy that most highly evolved humanoids emphasize releasing our fixation with visions and astral adventures. They almost uniformly stress the need for a surrender to the insubstantial current of the Divine Being. The immersion into the One. This requires the abandonment of the ego and the normal attachment to one's subjectivity.
In other words, it seems wise to seek the state of consciousness beyond subject and object, within the appearance of this and that, immanent yet formless. In this way, routine meditation can shape the frequency of one's perception of being existent and allow for that beatific silence to be noticed directly. To merge with No-mind and touch that point of awareness which is all points of awareness,. Or should I say that field of awareness? In the Clear Light of the Void, there is but one being present, radiating existential effulgence. I feel that in the depth of this effulgence, is the source of all creation, existence and dissolution. We are children of the Light.
As far as what I witness and see/feel/become when in a meditative state, there are symmetries to my psychedelic voyages, for sure. The most dramatic one for me is the direct vision of the Inner Light. This coupled with the sound of the vibrating
ॐ or as we say in Hyperspace,
"The Carrier Wave"... these always shatter me (in a good way), every time I fuse my focus upon them. I then dissolve into the effulgence and the roaring silence, so much so, that I lose myself wholly, for a spell.
If not for nearly 40 years of pretty regular sitting and moving meditation training (and un-training, frankly)... I might well be caught in myriad streams of mental chaos or overloaded with thoughts and countless visual pictures.
Overall, when we utilize the treasure of regular meditation, we further prepare ourselves to receive any significant benefit from an entheogenic inter-phase. On some levels, they become two sides of one coin, however distinctly different, the two modes of experience are. It's rally no ore extreme that our waking and dreaming modes of experience, except for the presence of the chemical in our brains.
And one last thought... when one reaches the higher planes of consciousness, so sought after through meditation and psychedelics, it has gradually dawned on me that there is no difference between Heaven and Earth. There is no real difference between Iso-self and Omniself (nature, humanity and God).
From my loftiest windowsill, I have seen what I believe to be one supreme truth, that there is one Sacred presence innately pulsing within the whole phenomenon of life. It will forever be an unbroken, indivisible and eternally transcendent vibration resembling what we perceive of as purest love and radiant, ecstatic bliss. A knowledge which has no limit, fills the understanding of the dreamer, and thus, the awakening begins anew!
This makes a human being ponder of what we perceive of as material... is truly spiritual, all along. Yes, I believe everything is God and there are no membranes dividing anything, that is just our dreamscape. We dream were something, other than no-thing recognizable or concrete. We may well create ourselves, just to experience what it is like to be a subjective point of being. Curiosity? Desire? Playfulness?
Or so I believe and I seem to think...
There is no self to which I cling, for I am one with everything.