“Look to the source of this, upward.”
What is meant by “upward”? I don’t believe it is only meant to be the sky, but that is our sign here on earth.
So we look up to see the sun, the moon, the stars. The clouds, the birds, all free, flying, not tethered to the earth, moving easily and gracefully across the high dome above us. Then the contemplation goes easily to the head, the eye within, the crown, the pineal gland, the radiance inside that may be glimpsed or seen when the eyes close.
The key is in the word “source” — for if we look upward and see the signs in the skies, these are to indicate the source, something beyond these signs. It is too much of a leap to imagine ourselves looking up within ourselves as within our bodies. For our bodies are enmeshed and part of the matter that produces these same skies, these same metaphors of sun and moon, stars, clouds and birds. From this vantage point, we look up and cannot see the source of this, only the indications.
And these could be called the outpouring of the Gods, for this is indeed the material world. Yet if we wish it to be, we can also see this all as a key to the source, a path upwards. And if the words encourage us to “look” then it is through the eyes, or the inner eye, that we look upward.
Here is how we do it.
Closing the eyes, we look upward within. Here the inner eye is stimulated and awakened. That eye is usually closed when we look to the material world, even when we look to the world above.
When we imagine or intuit that we see it all as an outpouring of the gods these clues send us within. When we close the outer eyes, we open the inner eye by meditative means. Both outer eyelids are closed and the eyebeams are focused upward.
Here the inner eye then naturally opens in this focus, and a triangle is formed with a point directed upward. Just as the sun fills the world with light, so does the light of this inner eye fill the being. A radiant triangle of light points upward toward the source, at the top where the left and right eyebeams join.
There is a triangle at the forehead, but it is a sign of a deeper one within the head itself. The deeper one points to the stars, beyond the daylight and brilliant sun.
Entering the vastness of black space, its tip is a pinpoint of light that travels and seeks the source of the soul. It travels, very far. Barely a point in space, seeking the home of the soul.
More of my notes on Plato study here, at Riffing on Eternity.