Aldous Huxley Excerpt from ‘The Divine Within’
“He loved the desert, he told me, for its symbolic power. Its emptiness emptied his mind. “The boundlessness of its sands spreads a mantle of sameness—hence unity—over the world’s multiplicity in the way snow does. The Nothingness to which the Desert Fathers were drawn is not a blank negation. It is a no-thing-ness in which everything is so interfused that divisions are transcended. Pure light contains all the frequencies of the rainbow, but undemarcated. The Void is the vacuum-plenum complex, grasped by its vacuum pole.”
As I sat reading Huxley’s notes on his enduring friendship with Jidda Krishnamurti and looking out the window across the California desert I was reminded of reading my first book written by Huxley in my junior year of high-school - “The Doors of Perception” and how profoundly it had changed me as a young man in ways that remain with me to this very day over 52 years of a life partially lived and somewhat understood...