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Now he returns to serve self-forgetfully all creatures, and to demonstrate to us that the divine is not other than this commonplace world seen in its full hierarchical setting. I am this infinitesimal spot on the cosmic map, with nevertheless the map in my hand; for ever caught in this traffic bottleneck, which nevertheless finds room for the bottle.

My world-wide wheels can neither exist nor turn without this unmoving hub; my world-wide body has no organ half so vital as this subvital and indeed sub-physical heart of hearts. Through this Point of entry I am in all the world and all the world is in me. And if, having entered, I am capable of many things, it is because capability means room; if I am a thinking reed it is because, reed-like, I am coreless. Cogito ergo NON sum. And common sense, for ever trying to salvage some miserable chattel for me, only breaks the conditions of that universal policy of insurance whereby unlimited compensation is given to those who lose all.

This book is the book I would take with me to a desert island if I were allowed only one book. It is, so to speak, a modern Bible of who we really are. I believe The Hierarchy is of the same order. It is a book for the modern planet. Douglas Harding spent at least eight years writing this book in the s —more or less fourteen hours a day, seven days a week.

He saw who he really was and then thought, felt and wrote deeply, consistently, passionately, about what he had found—how it made sense and what it meant for the world. I am drunk with its genius. I believe the publication of this book in digital form is the equivalent of the moment when the Bible was made available to a wide audience with the invention of the printing press. Douglas took years to produce this one book plus one copy. He finished it in In the Shollond Trust with Crowquill produced copies.

None of us lives simply at the human level but embraces - and is - the continual transformation of the human into the cellular and the cellular into the human. Without this there is no human life. My body contains billions — I have more molecules in my body than there are stars in the sky!

They are structures that come in many different sizes and shapes, often combining together to form more complex structures. Haemoglobin, a protein molecule, resembles a ball of twisted ribbon. Structure determines the job a molecule performs.

Molecule Into Human My molecules are how my central nothingness appears at close range. Only the largest of my molecules can be seen and photographed with an electron microscope.

They are the layer beneath my cells and above my atoms and play a vital part in determining who I am at the human level. For example the genetic coding in my DNA molecules translates upwards into determining the varying functions of my cells which translates further upwards to the human level, determining such things as how tall I am, how I process foods, how I respond to infections and medicines and so on.

In this sense I am, humanly speaking, what my genes decide I am. Trading Molecular Faces When I look out from my central nothingness I do not of course see my molecular 'face', just as I do not see my human face at the human level.

My appearance at any level is for others. It is only through my observer - at this range the molecular biologist - that I can come to know myself objectively. She places herself in my molecular zone and thus registers me as molecules - there in her central nothingness. If I were to observe my observer at this same range, then I would register her molecules here in my central nothingness. Thus we would each be capacity for the other's molecular appearance. We would be trading molecular 'faces'.

Having studied one another at the molecular level, we could then step away from our microscopes and report our findings to one another at the human level, each reflecting back to the other their molecular identity. One Central Emptiness I am at the centre of all my regions, including my molecular region. I look here into my centre and see it is empty. Self-evidently the core of each of my molecules is awake space or capacity. Each of my molecules is not for itself a 'thing' separate from its neighbours but is capacity for its neighbours.

Although its 'view out' of its neighbours is presumably very poor, it is still a view and sufficient for the needs of the occasion. On the other hand, the 'view in' is excellent - boundlessly clear and absolutely awake. I know this because I am enjoying that view in now. An atom is so small it cannot be seen even with the most powerful microscope. In the width of a hair you could fit one million of them. If my body weighed 70kg, then I would contain about 7,,,,,,,,, atoms. Atoms combine with other atoms to form molecules.

Of the one hundred or so pure substances or elements an element is one atom by itself only about twenty occur in living things. Surprisingly, these are not the most common ones. Silicon, the most abundant element on earth is a major component of very few organisms, yet carbon, though three hundred times less frequent, is an essential constituent of all of them.

This is because carbon has such unique properties that it can combine with other elements to make molecular structures capable of the life processes of growth, activity and reproduction.

Growing And Shrinking At the human level, humans join with other humans to become families, societies, and eventually all of humanity. This is possible because each human is not for him or herself separate from others but is really capacity for others. I can expand to include more of my neighbours, or contract to include fewer of them, because essentially I have no size. This is just as true at the atomic level. Atoms are nothing in themselves but capacity for other atoms.

When they expand to include their neighbours they 'borrow' or share electrons orbiting other atoms - and so link together to form molecules. My vertically mobile observer, stepping away to observe my atoms linking together into a molecule, is witnessing the process by which my behaviour at the atomic level translates upwards into my behaviour at the molecular level, and eventually, via the cellular level, into my behaviour as a human being.

Everything I do as a person could conceivably be analysed down into what my atoms are doing, and all that my atoms are doing could be extrapolated into what I am doing at the human level. I am both atomic and human - they are different levels of my many- levelled being. I Am Mysterious As my observing scientist moves in very close to me, attempting to uncover my innermost reality, she finds me strange, elusive, packed with hidden power. This is no surprise to me. She is approaching the mystery of my centre.

Here in my centre I know myself as even more unknowable, impossible to pin down and powerful than she finds me to be at the atomic level. Here I am absolutely unknowable, unlocatable, powerful Of course, if I were to view her at the same range I would register her atomic appearance and would find her strange, elusive, powerful But when he was brought into the city and looked about him he thought it was very spacious… many hundred cubits in length and breadth. It was extraordinary to him that this city which was so spacious within appeared so small when he stood outside.

For example, each of my carbon atoms consists of six tiny electrons whizzing round a central nucleus of six protons and neutrons. If the nucleus of one of my carbon atoms were the size of a marble, the space defined by its electrons would be as big as a football stadium, and the electrons themselves less than dust motes. Within protons and neutrons are thought to be even smaller units called quarks about which we know very little at present.

All these particles, better described as 'wavicles', are as much energy as matter.

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They are impossible to locate precisely, change their nature according to what their pursuers ask of them, and randomly appear and disappear in the quantum void. Their very existence is seemingly dependent on an observer looking for them. The Presence Of The Observer Here is a view of myself at close quarters - I am difficult to pin down and hard to describe.

And here, as on other levels, I need my observer to help me know myself. In fact, were it not for her observation of me it seems I might not even exist! My observer is equally elusive when I study her at this range. When we go right up to each other we lose each other.

To make something of each other we must keep our distance. From Dust To Flesh When you analyse me right down to my minutest constituents, you discover that all my human behavour arises from dust - from less than dust. How does my human life in all its complexity, richness and colour emerge from colourless, silent, scentless, intangible particles? My travelling observer says it is because my particles choose to link up with other particles that eventually means they turn into a human being.

This description fits, but it falls far short of explaining the mystery that I am. Who Am I? What is my fundamental nature, my ultimate substratum, that which cannot be peeled away to reveal yet another layer of me? What is the ground of my being, the centre of all my layers, the source of all my appearances, the fountainhead from which my many- levelled life springs forth?

Objective science fails to tell me for it can only observe my regional manifestations, only observe me from a distance. Though the range it finally achieves is very small indeed, in the end it falls short of its final goal, the revelation of what I am at centre.

The failure of objective science to uncover my true identity is no surprise to me, for my observer remains always outside me, always at a distance. How could she step over from the outside to the inside, collapsing the distance between us to nothing?

Nor is her failure a disappointment for me, for I can do what she cannot do - I can look here into the ground of my being myself and complete her story. This momentous observation of my own centre is easier than any observation my observer can make of me, for here is nothing complicated, distant, or difficult to see, nothing that simply hides something else.

My true nature is the bottom line and lies wide open to me, forever. Go to The Centre "The revelation by modern physics of the void within the atom is more disturbing than the revelation by astronomy of the immense void of interstellar space.

To her surprise, she lost sight of her in a moment. No-one can view the centre of myself but me since I alone am here — everyone else remains at a distance. To help guide your attention swiftly to the mystery at your centre, simply do the experiments.

My body is forever growing and shrinking. I extend into the clothes I wear and the cutlery I eat with, the chair I sit on and the house I live in — then detach myself from these things when I no longer need them.

Unlike the albatross I can amputate my wings when I land. I develop wheels and then shed them. I grow a hard finger to chisel wood but unlike the woodpecker am not attached to it for the rest of my life. I need all these accessories to be fully human. Without these outer attachable and detachable extensions to my body I would be reduced to a naked primitive, to an animal.

My own view confirms this flexibility. Looking out from my centre I am capacity for my headless body. Picking up a spanner I become capacity for both my hand and the tool it holds, sensitive not only throughout my hand but also throughout the spanner.

The more skilful I am with my tools the more I incorporate them so that my awareness extends into them without my thinking about it — I am cutting bread, not holding a knife that cuts bread; I am sweeping the floor, not holding a brush that sweeps the floor. It is I who drive, dig, write, paint, surf the net… My sense of self expands into the extended body I take on, and contracts when I no longer need it.

Only because I am capacity at centre can I be so flexible. If I were really at centre what I look like at say six feet, I would be stuck with the body I see in the mirror. My sense of self expands into systems I share with other people. At home with the other members of my household I share a single preliminary stomach the oven , a single external bowel the sewage pipe , a single system of extended ears and vocal chords the telephone , a single container, the building.

Being capacity for my house including the other people who are also capacity for it , I take it on as my extended body. Viewed from outside, from the neighbours say, I am a household. At work through the eyes of other businesses around me, I may be an office, a mine, a hospital, a world-wide oil company, an army, a government, a shop - depending on what I do.

It is because I can take up the mobile viewpoint of my observer as she moves from my human level to my cellular level and back. And pulling away from the cell she finds it is a cell-in-community. If my observer were then to reverse her direction she would discover my particles becoming atoms.

Station yourself at close range and I am a cell going about my own business. Everything I do as a human being is also done by my cells. Pulling away from a single atom she finds other atoms coming into view. In the first instance she moves horizontally around me. My observer's vertical movement. How do they know what to do? The level of behaviour an observer encounters depends on the range at which she intercepts my actions.

Parts And Wholes My observer can either investigate what I am on a particular level. Step back even further and I am a person.

Each of my cells doing its own job. The closer she approaches my central nothingness. I who am here at the centre of all my regions see that at centre I am indeed nothing at all. Pulling away from that molecule she finds it is part of a community of molecules that. I lift a finger and billions of them act. Seen through her eyes and microscope. But look further. All my actions as a human being can be 'explained' in terms of cellular activity. As she moves away she finds my billions of cellular bodies coalesce and build up into my one human body.

If she were to penetrate further inwards she would discover my cellular bodies breaking down into molecules. My behaviour at the human level is continually being translated downwards or analyzed into my behaviour as billions of cells. Certainly cells are very good at getting on with what they have to do.

At this range she is taking up the viewpoint of one of my cells and finds herself capacity for me as a cell.

This assumption is supported by the fact that my central emptiness is not simply the source of my human appearance but is the source of every one of my appearances. At this range she is cells. Cells are primitive animals. I can test this by looking through a microscope at my observer.

I am my neighbours. Thus to look here is to see the True Nature not only of myself as a person but of myself as a cell too. Being perfectly placed to see the innermost identity of each of my cells. I report that the identity of each and every one of them is capacity! At the cellular level I am capacity for other cells. If conceivably I could look back at her from this level then I wouldn't see her as a cell.

Including none but myself I am already breaking down into less than a cell. I am a person. Because each of my cells is capacity for its neighbours. We trade cellular faces. The Cell For Itself For my observer.

Because my observer is looking from the human level down into the cellular. But no doubt their view out. Looking out a fraction of an inch I find cells.

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What am I for myself? At the human level I am capacity for other human beings. Looking out several feet I find humans.

Thus at this range I have her cellular face. This mystery that I am is at the heart of my cellular life just as much as it is at the heart of my human life.

Including every one of them. It would make sense if at the cellular level I were structured in the same way so that each cell in my body is for itself capacity for its neighbours. You could say that a conversation you and I might be having about your cells and my cells is a conversation our cells are having with one another via the human level.

When my observer studies me at this range she places herself. Including only some of my cellular neighbours I contract to the level of an organ perhaps. Thus we would each be capacity for a cell. At this level. Of course. None of us lives simply at the human level but embraces. For example the genetic coding in my DNA molecules translates upwards into determining the varying functions of my cells which translates further upwards to the human level.

It is only through my observer. One Central Emptiness I am at the centre of all my regions. Thus we would each be capacity for the other's molecular appearance. She places herself in my molecular zone and thus registers me as molecules.

Structure determines the job a molecule performs. Without this there is no human life. My body contains billions — I have more molecules in my body than there are stars in the sky!

They are structures that come in many different sizes and shapes. Having studied one another at the molecular level. Only the largest of my molecules can be seen and photographed with an electron microscope.

I look here into my centre and see it is empty.

They are the layer beneath my cells and above my atoms and play a vital part in determining who I am at the human level. If I were to observe my observer at this same range. We would be trading molecular 'faces'. Trading Molecular Faces When I look out from my central nothingness I do not of course see my molecular 'face'.

Molecule Into Human My molecules are how my central nothingness appears at close range. Self-evidently the core of each of my molecules is awake space or capacity. Each of my molecules is not for itself a 'thing' separate from its neighbours but is capacity for its neighbours. I know this because I am enjoying that view in now.

In this sense I am. Although its 'view out' of its neighbours is presumably very poor. My appearance at any level is for others.

This is because carbon has such unique properties that it can combine with other elements to make molecular structures capable of the life processes of growth.

When they expand to include their neighbours they 'borrow' or share electrons orbiting other atoms. It was extraordinary to him that this city which was so spacious within appeared so small when he stood outside.

But when he was brought into the city and looked about him he thought it was very spacious… many hundred cubits in length and breadth. In the width of a hair you could fit one million of them. Atoms combine with other atoms to form molecules. If my body weighed 70kg. I Am Mysterious As my observing scientist moves in very close to me. Of the one hundred or so pure substances or elements an element is one atom by itself only about twenty occur in living things.

Everything I do as a person could conceivably be analysed down into what my atoms are doing. My vertically mobile observer. She is approaching the mystery of my centre.

This is no surprise to me This is just as true at the atomic level. Walter Hilton. I am both atomic and human. Here I am absolutely unknowable. Here in my centre I know myself as even more unknowable. Atoms are nothing in themselves but capacity for other atoms. I can expand to include more of my neighbours. This is possible because each human is not for him or herself separate from others but is really capacity for others.

Growing And Shrinking At the human level. An atom is so small it cannot be seen even with the most powerful microscope. Their very existence is seemingly dependent on an observer looking for them.

Go to The Centre "The revelation by modern physics of the void within the atom is more disturbing than the revelation by astronomy of the immense void of interstellar space. I can look here into the ground of my being myself and complete her story.

My true nature is the bottom line and lies wide open to me. Who Am I? What is my fundamental nature. Nor is her failure a disappointment for me.

Objective science fails to tell me for it can only observe my regional manifestations. They are impossible to locate precisely. I need my observer to help me know myself. In fact. My travelling observer says it is because my particles choose to link up with other particles that eventually means they turn into a human being.

This description fits. What is the ground of my being. From Dust To Flesh When you analyse me right down to my minutest constituents. How does my human life in all its complexity. If the nucleus of one of my carbon atoms were the size of a marble. How could she step over from the outside to the inside. My observer is equally elusive when I study her at this range.

I am difficult to pin down and hard to describe. The failure of objective science to uncover my true identity is no surprise to me. When we go right up to each other we lose each other. All these particles. Within protons and neutrons are thought to be even smaller units called quarks about which we know very little at present.

This momentous observation of my own centre is easier than any observation my observer can make of me. Though the range it finally achieves is very small indeed. To make something of each other we must keep our distance. I grow a hard finger to chisel wood but unlike the woodpecker am not attached to it for the rest of my life. I extend into the clothes I wear and the cutlery I eat with. My body is forever growing and shrinking. Without these outer attachable and detachable extensions to my body I would be reduced to a naked primitive.

Picking up a spanner I become capacity for both my hand and the tool it holds. I develop wheels and then shed them. I need all these accessories to be fully human. My own view confirms this flexibility. To her surprise. No-one can view the centre of myself but me since I alone am here — everyone else remains at a distance. Looking out from my centre I am capacity for my headless body.

To help guide your attention swiftly to the mystery at your centre. Unlike the albatross I can amputate my wings when I land. My sense of self expands into systems I share with other people. I am sweeping the floor. The more skilful I am with my tools the more I incorporate them so that my awareness extends into them without my thinking about it — I am cutting bread.

Viewed from outside. At work through the eyes of other businesses around me.

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I would be stuck with the body I see in the mirror. Being capacity for my house including the other people who are also capacity for it. If I were really at centre what I look like at say six feet. It is this world-embracing creature whose body is my extended physique that my observer can see from the air. London Though I am most active in the day. I then drop these limbs when I finish work at the end of the day. I am a household. As an individual I operate my work limbs from my unique centre.

I take it on as my extended body.

The Body Of Humanity The total human body I extend into includes all humans and the total world-wide web of services and devices that knits them into a whole. It is I who drive. I may be an office. I glow brightly at night. My name is Humanity.

At home with the other members of my household I share a single preliminary stomach the oven.

Only because I am capacity at centre can I be so flexible. Recently as Humanity I have spread widely at the expense of other species.. Human Self-Consciousness I recognize myself as human when I am in the presence of and am capacity for other species.

Each person. I am human. Without other human beings I am no longer human. They have had to adapt to my rapid expansion and to the development of my many new organs. When I identify with this Hydra-like animal I become responsible for the actions of all humans everywhere and at all times. In my early life as Humanity I did not yet stand outside myself and view myself as a species distinct from other species and the environment.

They are two sides of one coin. An individual by herself. Psychologists confirm this level of my identity when they find below the surface of an individual's mind evidence not only of an individual unconscious but a collective unconscious too.

Not only is the whole body of Humanity mine but the whole mind too. And anyway there is the basic fact that I find my identity in others.

Here in this indivisible presence or absence! I am one with my neighbour. Leave one person out and I am no longer fully myself. Through the eyes of animals I become self-consciously human. And this timeless. If a neighbour dropped by she would. Growing And Shrinking I am continually expanding from this single human identity of mine. In the company of friends I am a person with a name my identity is reflected back to me by them. In the second stage I came to view myself from a distance.

As we can see. My individual identity and my identity as all of Humanity are inseparable. In countless ways everything about my individual human identity is linked to and dependent on the rest of humanity.

Body And Mind My individual body is a limb or organ of my greater body. A robin is watching me dig the ground. It is only when I embrace all my human neighbours that I can claim to be completely human.

Unselfconscious I did not yet feel separate from the world around me. Now I could say: This self- conscious view gave rise to human culture. Humanity's Three Stages Of Life Just as there are potentially three main stages in my development as an individual — baby.. The particular body I take on depends on the company I keep.

Unconscious of my appearance I identified with my view out — with animals and plants. My latest estimates are that I comprise about 12 million species with about 70 going extinct every day.

When viewed from high in the stratosphere I appear as the biosphere. These human hands with which I type this description of myself belong both to myself as a person and to myself as Life.

I am this kitten. There is no absolute boundary separating me from other species. Our survival as a species may well depend on our awakening to our True Identity. The Tathagata [Awakened One] divides his own body into innumerable bodies.

Looking at a kitten. A living membrane I burrow into the earth. At this range my identity as Humanity gives way to my identity as Life. I was born as a primitive cell about 3. The absence of an absolute boundary between myself and the. I am capacity for her. Hopefully the mystics. I include in my spacious absence this vulnerable limb on the immense tree of life.

To know myself I must study him. For until I am him I am not myself. Upon them I depend. I am a hollow shell at my thickest no more than a thousandth part of my 8.

Taking this into account. The Hierarchy of Heaven and Earth. The human species is one branch on this vast. Mahaparinirvana Sutra My only claim to this hand is that when it is hurt I am hurt. This discovery profoundly changes the way a person relates to 'other' beings.

Now he becomes cities. I shall never arrive. I am an indivisible. The answer is already in our heads.

I and the worm are different limbs of that one forebear. Self-Conscious Biosphere It is by studying my lifeless neighbours. Douglas Harding. Just as I find out who I am as a person in human society. Though I may think I study the atmosphere above and the rocks below as a human being.

Deep in the past I and the worm in my garden have a common ancestor.

Similarly the real brains of an organism are those of its species. I imagine. Looking even further. If the fowls of the air and the beasts of the field and the fish of the sea do not draw me to the Kingdom.The life on Earth is the life of Earth.

If my observer were to travel further away she would eventually see my galactic face, the Milky Way, and I would see her galactic face — say Andromeda. Only because I am capacity at centre can I be so flexible. Picking up a spanner I become capacity for both my hand and the tool it holds. To know myself I must study him. For the way Harding himself presents these ideas, read his books… Below is an introduction to this subject. This is the unitary science of all my levels.

So I begin to overlook and discount my own spacious view of myself. My observer's vertical movement, away from me and towards me, reflects the continual traffic of information flowing between my levels.

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