DEATH IS SUBVERSIVE by Daniel Meurois
Dear friends,
The following is an excerpt from La Demeure du Rayonnant (Home of the Radiant Sun), the first book written when I arrived Quebec, at the end of 1996. It was composed almost in one go as if an overflowing raw memory had just spilled out onto a paper. Twenty-seven years later, I feel my book on Pharaoh Akhenaten’s life deserves to be read again. Nowadays the all-out chaos of our humanity has generated a total loss of ethics, and of what means the Life Force’s Intelligence, whose Teaching is to be drawn from the depths of each of our daily lives...
The scene is set just after the death of the Pharaoh Akhenaten. It is Nagar Thet, appointed to set up a synthesis of the Therapies of the subtle bodies, who speaks in front of his students...
“Death is subversive,” I once told my students, “Because it is probably the only force, we can be sure never leaves us in peace. An enemy may grow weary, but death is an integral part of our lives. Strangely, it breathes through us. In truth, it is only one of the masks that Life adopts to remind us regularly to wake up and remember our Essence. Strangely also, it is through the succession of repeated blows of death that the true flower of immortality comes, little by little and without our knowledge. All metamorphosis is subversive because, by destroying routine, by breaking down the discomfort of imbalance, it forces us to reveal our power of regeneration and autonomy.”
Yes, this was one of the key concepts Pharaoh sought to teach us. If the Aten's intended us to become suns, didn’t that mean we already potentially possessed such powers within, that each one take charge of his own life? I understood better Pharaoh's desire to open up the more infinitely powerful dimension of the individual by dissolving the ego which obstructs the soul.
Because in the end, no matter who our Master was, we were inevitably alone. This solitude was grace and the decisive factor in our growth. We could take refuge in a family that would tell us how to think, how to read, how to look, even how to eat, but it made no difference if we couldn't stand on our own feet as individuals.
By spreading his wings, Pharaoh broke our last crutches, left us to our own strength, dared us to mount on our wings and explore our natural flying powers. He dared us to be fathers and mothers rather than orphans, to be the Breath of Life rather than the choke of death.
Do not save anything within you. Call forth the Life Force and redistribute it! Call forth Love and multiply it! Bring down Peace and spread it as water that permeates everywhere! The soul only dies from one thing: wanting to stuff everything into a tiny personal container.
© 2023 Daniel Meurois
