Come with me to the Palace of Nowhere


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“Come with me to the Palace of Nowhere, where all the many things are one”

A friend recently gave me a copy of the Path to the Palace of Nowhere by James Finley, a student of Thomas Merton, a Trappist monk, author, and student of Zen.

The writing of Thomas Merton asks us the fundamental question; ‘Who am I ultimately before God?’ or as I understand it ‘Who am I ultimately before all existence?’ My own thoughts are that whatever way we look at this, our own actions before God/ existence could be considered more important than the actions of others, for in the face of all existence or love within the I/We-ness of all-being the only actions we can control are our own…Desiring others to change their behaviour towards us, others or situations, however unjust their behaviour may have been is just a want of our ego or ‘false self’ – That is if Mertons writing is to be taken into the context of everyday living as opposed to monastic life.

To reach any kind of spiritual understanding it appears that we first need to overcome the sense of “is that all there is?” and to become aware of and reduce the power of the false and illusionary self or ego. This is nessasary in order that the true self can awaken enough to understand and experience a glimpse at enlightenment, and to know that such a glance is merely a ‘given’ moment of illumination arising from the fabric of everyday living. Nothing fancy here, just one eternal moment from which the entire universe unfolds. This realisation was at the heart of Thomas Mertons understanding, and the purpose of his student James Finley’s own spiritual quest, and possibly the purpose of all spiritual seekers everywhere.

The realisation of “Is that all there is?” and recognising the shadow of The ego, or ‘False self’ as Merton calls it has been central to my own path, The most important person in my life has been, and probably still is this illusionary shadow, the small one who insists on the entire universe being ordered to satisfy its own egocentricity. The ‘false self’ overshadows the ‘real self’ in its quest power, pleasure and glory, and in its desire to be ‘someone’ or ‘something.’ In my own life the false self is the one who has allowed family rifts to continue on a point of principle, or the one who has expected people who have wronged me to say ‘sorry’, in order that I can forgive them, even when I know they lack the capacity for what my false self considers appropriate remorse. The false self is the one who demands love and needs to be right. I have come to realize that this want, want want of the screaming child within, with its illusion of power manifests nothing but unrealized ideals, misery, anxiety and anger at the absolute unfairness of it all…not that this makes the false self go away, perhaps it slowly reduces its basis of power.

In his work, Finley describes life with Thomas Merton, and how he pointed the way to an enlightened state of awareness open to us all. Merton, as a young man, was spiritually awakened to the presence of God within life itself, to the mystery that there is nothing missing anywhere. What makes the work so meaningful is the knowledge of Mertons own struggle as a human being, where he, at times has struggled with his own faith, fallen in love, and as a result struggled to maintain his vows, the kind of doubt that reduces even the most enlightened one to serve the shadow self in the of darkest times

The phrase “Come with me to the Palace of Nowhere, where all the many things are one,”comes from the Taoist sage and poet Chaung Tzu, who used the phrase “Palace of nowhere” as a metaphor for contemplative fulfillment. That is, the palace of nowhere is a state of awareness in which we realize directly that ultimately nothing is real but love. Or that ultimately nothing is real but God. “The palace of nowhere” also alludes to a great paradox. The nowhere is the infinite ground of everywhere.

These moments of awakening arise spontaneously out of the substance of everyday life itself. That is, they come in while lying awake at night when it starts to rain, or walking along the beach in the midst of a deep sorrow. Our heart is quickened and we know that this moment is true. If we sit with these moments, we see that they disclose to us a depth that fulfills our hearts. Once we’ve tasted of that fulfillment, we begin to see the essentially claustrophobic nature of egocentric pursuits. We begin to ask ourselves: “Why do I spend so much of my life trapped like this? Why do I spend so much time unaware of that which alone can fulfill my heart?” This aching or longing is our teacher. It helps us to realize that we are called to something infinitely beyond what any egocentric pursuit can offer us. And then in obedience to that teacher we set out on this path. Paradoxically, the way to our deliverance lies in the willingness to open our hearts to this ache. That is what transforms us. But the contracted state of egocentricity invests itself in the avoidance of that ache, which of course does nothing but perpetuate the discontent. This false and private self is the one who wants to exist outside the reach of God’s will and God’s love – outside of reality and outside of life. And such a self cannot help but be an illusion. We are not very good at recognizing illusions, least of all the ones we cherish about ourselves – the ones we were born with and which feed the roots of sin. For most people in the world, there is no greater subjective reality than this false self of theirs, which cannot exist.  A life devoted to the cult of this shadow is what is called a life of sin.”

Further Reading: James Finley left home at the age of 18 for the Abbey of Gethsemani in Trappist, Kentucky, where Thomas Merton lived as a contemplative. Finley stayed at the monastery for six years, living the traditional Trappist life of prayer, silence, and solitude.

Merton was first exposed to and became interested in Eastern religions when he read Aldous Huxley’s Ends and Means in 1937, the year before his conversion to Catholicism.Throughout his life, he studied Buddhism, Taoism, Hinduism, Jainism and Sufism in addition to his academic and monastic studies.

Merton was not interested in what these traditions had to offer as doctrines and institutions, but was deeply interested in what each said of the depth of human experience.

In April 1966, Merton underwent a surgical procedure to treat debilitating back pain. While recuperating in a Louisville hospital, he fell in love with a student nurse assigned to his care. He wrote poems to her and reflected on the relationship in “A Midsummer Diary for M.” Merton struggled to maintain his vows while being deeply in love with the woman he referred to in his personal diary as “M”. He never consummated the relationship. After ending the relationship, he recommitted himself to his vows.

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11 thoughts on “Come with me to the Palace of Nowhere

  1. So, there it is then, we’ve caught that naughty old ego playing his little games, making everything seem so real. We have him cuffed, tried and found guilty by a jury of his peers. Now what..?
    So the world is really a stage and we are but players, this is the Matrix the virtual reality. The thing is though we are here, so what do we do. Well knowing it is all a sham we could go join a silent order of monks in the hills and just wait ’till it all passes. Or we can go down into the mayhem and give the best damned performance ever. We can love passionately, struggle for what is right, rage against injustice, hug trees, spit on conservatives, break speed limits and make utter fools of ourselves for the mere momentary joy of basking in the glory of creation and the wondrous saga of mankind.
    And still, after a big day of battling monsters, isnt it nice to just kick back and contemplate your navel for a while.

    Pearse

  2. Nice one Fiona. ‘the way to our deliverance lies in the willingness to open our hearts to this ache’ This was the bit that encapsulated it for me.

  3. Without being too judgmental, Merton would have gone up in my estimation if he had given her one. Love should be greater than rules. But then, what do I know about it?

  4. Thanks for your comments Joe, Pearce and Padriac. I so believe that the right place to make a difference is right here in the given moments that come to us in the real world, regardless of how terrible this world may seem to be. This ‘ache’ in our hearts manifests this and I believe that those who feel its longing are half way to finding whatever meaning they are looking for.

    Anxiety is actually a blessing on this journey as it shows its owner that their inner self is somehow not sitting comfortably with the world, this is how the evolved spiritual self knows to seek something greater. Only the evolved spiritual self can recognise the possibility of the higher self through awareness of this constant nagging background anxiety- the alarm clock that can’t be switched of, the one our ego tries to disguise by smothering its sound under the metaphorical pillow of material pleasure and an endless array of sugary stuff to make us feel better.

    The most significant words of all time for me have come from Benoit ‘perfect bliss awaits me in the annihilation of all my hopes’ or something similar. This is really what Merton describes and is something that has come into my mind daily over the past few months as it seemed for whatever reason to be a key to what needed to be understood. I have hoped all my life for various things, simple things like security, being believed, understood, loved for what I need to be rather than for what others might prefer me to be. Coming to the realisation that none of this matters, and that I should just carry on with whatever I believe to be right, even with those who I have considered to have ‘wronged’ me is actually very liberating and no longer feels like a ‘climb down’ or giving in, or some kind of weakness. It feels like a strength of spirit that exists in the face of all adversity.

    Pearce, we should all enjoy the momentary pleasure our ego’s bring us as long as no harm comes to others. Events in my own life have taught me that the ego has delivered very little of real value for the long term. That is not to say that I plan not to ‘enjoy myself’ but I believe separating what is real and permanent from momentary pleasure within understanding to be fundamental. What is important to me is understanding the difference between the real and the false self while enjoying the ego for what it is, our material playmate. Our life does grant us praise, material pleasures and other feel good factors and we should enjoy these knowing what they are, sugary sweet stuff and not real sustenance for the spirit

  5. Joe, I agree with you. If Merton had followed his heart it would only have made him more before God/ all existance as the capacity to love is the greatest gift that can ever be given. If he had ‘given her one’ he would have been no less enlightened- more enlightened as he would have learned how to give something of himself to another human being that he had not given before.

    In my earlier search for understanding in my teens where faith was a real ‘ache’ for me it was actually this point that led me to Shamanism, over organised religion, this was not particularly about sex or ‘sins of the flesh’ as some Christians appear to believe. To my way of thinking being at one with yourself and the world as Shamans believe means living without borders, right thinking is guided by spirit and not rules, this means giving to those that you love while also sustaining yourself. This applies to everything in Shamanism. So if Merton had been ‘Shaman’ he could have ‘given her one’ with no problem, enjoying what real love brings cannot be a sin.

  6. Thank you for another interesting commentary Fionna but I too felt that Merton somehow misses his own message in putting his vows before Love. I shouldn’t be making this judgement without the the full facts but it seems to be another case of concept overwhelming actual experience. Love taps him on the shoulder and the response is ‘sorry, not now, I’m busy in the service of my ideas about love’. Very sad and doubly so in the light of his life’s work. Alan

  7. Alans comment hits the nail on the head for me. This Merton guy dissed intimate love to favor principal. Sad. The point I try to make so often on this blog, is that we have to roll up our sleeves in this world and get filthy, we gotta sweat, roll in the muck and get some bruises in order for the world to bring us the experiences that will nurture the spirit. Fear got the better of Mr Merton, but then that may just be the lesson he needed.

    • Joe, Alan and Pearce, there seems to be evidence that the passionate love affair between Thomas Merton and Margie Smith included sexual intimacy. Some commentators reckon that the experience of loving and being loved transformed Merton and enabled him to live a more authentic life thereafter. Perhaps this was an example of him rolling up his sleeves and experiencing his full humanity in order to nurture his spirit.

  8. i did not see this in my reasearch for this artilce, what I did find though was that although Mertons death was reported as being from an electrical fault while at an interfaith conference in Thailand, His body had been embalmed and an autopsy could not be done. There was a suggestion that Merton was no longer satisfied with Christianity and was on his way to Japan to convert to Buddhism and that there may have been some foul play by the Catholic Church in relation to his death. This was on a Buddhist site however

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