After forty years studying and practicing the teaching of G. I. Gurdjieff mainly presented in his magnum opus Beelzebub’s Tales, I am beginning to ask myself a central question: Is there an end to my efforts? And by the force of sheer luck, or by some Grace from Above, who knows, I am arriving to an answer which I would like to share with all of you invisible friends out there.
During the forty years of study and practice of the material contained in Beelzebub’s Tales, a book that either by choice or by destiny became for me the proverbial basket in which I put all my eggs, there is a paragraph I again and again come back to because of its simplicity and the depth of its message. This paragraph is the one I have quoted the most in my writings and it is to be found in what many consider to be the central chapter of the book. Here is from Chapter XXVI, “The-Terror-of-the-Situation,” page 357:
“‘And none of them would, because in none of the ordinary beings-men here has there ever been for a long time, any sensation of the sacred being-impulse of genuine Love. And without this “taste” they cannot even vaguely describe that most beatific sacred being-impulse in the presence of every three-centered being of the whole Universe, which, in accordance with the divine foresight of Great Nature, forms those data in us, from the result of the experiencing of which we can blissfully rest from the meritorious labors actualized by us for the purpose of self-perfection.”
The content of this paragraph is simple and straightforward. It conforms to Mr. Gurdjieff’s indictment on the nature of what he taught: “I teach simple things. I teach that when it rains pavements get wet.” The paragraph says what it says. And what it says is that if I experience the being-impulse of genuine Love, “I can blissfully rest from the meritorious labors actualizaed for the purpose of self-perfection.” This means what it means: No more exercises, no more morning sittings, no more book reading, no more group work, no more group leaders, no more dances and movements. In simple words: No more Search. I can do any of those things, or do all of them for that matter, but not because I have to but only because I wish to
It should be point out here, in passing, that in relation to the teaching presented in Beelzebub’s Tales and to which I am referring to here, experiencing the impulse of genuine Love is equivalent to the awakening of the Divine Impulse of Objective Conscience and to the attainment of Objective Divine Reason (Genuine Love, Objective Conscience, Divine Reason, they are all the same, just Ways of return to the Prime Source of the All-Embracing of Everything Existing, as it is presented in Beelzebub’s Tales). Experiencing genuine Love is, however, above and beyond the so-called coating of higher being-bodies. The coating of higher being-bodies relies on the practice of conscious labors and intentional suffering. But, as the leading paragraph clearly states, experiencing the impulse of genuine Love is the end of conscious labors and intentional suffering.
While trying to digest everything concerning the impulse of genuine Love, I had a very interesting and fruitful private exchange with a friend who has been following the Living Teaching Mr. Gurdjieff left us for about the same time I have been doing it. At one point in our lively exchange, my friend asked me a very direct question: What is this impulse of genuine Love? After thinking for a while, I replied to his question by saying that we cannot express in words the nature of this impulse, that we cannot prove its very existence, that the only thing we can do is to intuitively experience it, and even more importantly, to experience it in Silence. This impulse, I told him arises in our true nature or what others call the Self, and that is the place of Silence where real Joy, real Peace, real Happiness, real Compassion, and real Love arise.
This will be the last post in this WordPress blog of mine with the title of “Gospel According to Beelzebub.” I started this blog on June of 2010. The first post was on June 24, 2010, with the title “Listening to Beelzebub’s Tales.” I dedicated this post to the memory of my dear grandfather Eduardo Mesa, who early in my childhood taught me how to listen to tales. Very specifically, my grandfather taught me to pay attention to the nuances found in every good tale. My grandfather was born in Cuba, healthy and free; he died in Cuba, unhealthy and slave to the lunacy of that plague of humanity nowadays known as Bolshevism. May God bless his soul! I must say that with respect to my grandfather, and my father as well, I am now happy and content because I know I did the kind of work required in the line of blood in order to free them from their karmic burden. But not only that, I am also happy because I know that I followed the indications given to me by my grandfather during my childhood, and that I learned to listen to Beelzebub’s Tales and the proof of that is this post. As the Divine Teacher Jesus Christ said: “He who has ears, let him hear.” In any case, this blog has now, after seven years of existence and according to the operation of the first cosmic law, the Sacred Heptaparshinokh, come to a full circle and its existence is no longer a necessity.
I am now very much immersed in the publication of my second book. It is a very simple task because it is all finished and all I have to do is to attend to the details of its publication. Not major efforts needed which makes me happy. If the title of my first book was rather original and clever, as a friend of mine told me, “My Life with Mr. Beelzebub,” the title of this second book is even more original: “A Treatise on Cosmic Engineering: A Book of Transmutation and Initiation Written According to the Law.” This title is a reflection of my long interest in the ancient and venerable science of Alchemy which I have studied and practiced for years. But the true fact is that I started working on this book around 1990 and in the beginning I did it for the express purpose of learning more abaout Beelzebub’s Tales. But in time and with time, it became a book of its own. However, I never felt the need to publish it; now that the Sacred Raskooarno is fast approaching, I strongly feel this need. Modesty aside, I expect my book to be a contribution to the esoteric and hermetic literature. After all, I am destined to be the first Cosmic Engineer of the planet Earth. However, my book will never at the level of Beelzebub’s Tales. Mr. Gurdjieff has always been the Teacher; I only strove to be a faithful disciple. As the Divine Teacher Jesus Christ put it in Matthew 10: 24-25: “A disciple is not above his teacher, nor a servant above his master. It is enough for a disciple to be like his teacher, and a servant like his master.”
In order that you, invisible friend out there, may have a preliminary idea of the nature of my book on Cosmic Engineering, and also in order that you know how I now stand with respect to what people call the Work and that I call the Living Teaching, I have decided to copy here, in this the last post of my blog, the last page of my book on Cosmic Engineering:
THE PRAYER OF THE COSMIC ENGINEER
Almighty ETERNAL CREATOR
COMMON FATHER of all beings
GOD of the Universe from WHOM Emanates the Holy Third Force
May your Blessings descend upon us Cosmic Engineers of the planet Earth!
Protect us from all inevitable Fifths of the Law
Show us the way leading to Real Being
And grant us Your Pardon so we may voluntarily return to Your Kingdom
My most sincere thanks to all those from all gender, race, nationality, and inclinations that for seven years visited my blog, and liked the posts and commented on them. I always did my best to answers all comments and I hope I fulfilled my duty. The fact that I am now closing this blog, in the sense that this is the last post, does not mean that you cannot visit it again in the future. I hope and wish you do it.