There might be ways and means to unleash or to set the mind free. The best term to use would be ‘to un-condition the mind’.
Look at it this way. You know, hypnosis is an accepted fact in medicine now. You have clinical hypnosis where one can do surgeries or dental work and so on under a hypnotic trance. So, no more is it something mysterious. It’s a medical fact–clinical hypnosis.
What I was saying is, when you are in hypnosis, you are concentrating on one single thing or your mind is giving complete attention to what your hypnotist wants you to do. Then, when you wake up, you are back to your ordinary world, the normal world, where your inputs are multi-dimensional.
We are saying–just as great rishis, the great wise teachers of the ancient times and also the present have said–human kind is in a kind of hypnotic trance. Hypnotised by beliefs, hypnotised by situations, hypnotised by the attractions of the outside world. Human mind is hypnotised into a trance-like state.
To wake up from it, and make the mind multidimensional, is the process of de-hypnotising oneself.
One has to come out of this, be de-hypnotised, be out of this limited reckoning, be out of this limited mind, and be out of the routine thought process. That is the way to set the mind free. Mind has to be set free from its prejudices, from the prejudice that has been inculcated in it–that there is nothing beyond a certain set of imposed restrictions, and limitations.
“You know how the traffic is here. Nobody cares for anybody else.”
I want to tell you another story which would eventually illustrate this fact and how we can actually set the mind free from its conditioning.
First, we must understand that the mind is conditioned and second, there is a way to set it free if it is conditioned. And, then to explore the ways and means of doing it and implementing what we have discovered. Would you say that this is scientific thinking? Listen to this story.
One day, you are standing on the road and you see an old man walking across the road, looking so worn out, in rags with a bundle of something on his back, gasping for breath trying to cross the road and you wonder how he is going to do it.
In today’s traffic, you think he might be struck down. You know how the traffic is here. Nobody cares for anybody else. The man who walks is the lowest worm on the road. The man at the wheel in a swanky car, who is driving liking mad in the first place, can crush him with no consequences. Anyway, while you are wondering how he is going do it, you might even think he might fall dead before crossing the road. He looks so weak anyway.
Then, just as he almost reaches the middle of the road, there comes a vehicle screeching down the road. Someone rushing as if he has to reach somewhere before death calls, trying even to overtake his own mind and then for some reason, he decides that he doesn’t want to hit this man who is somewhere in the middle of the road. So, he steps on the breaks with all his might–screeching of tires, smell of burning rubber, horn going on like a trumpet but fortunately the car has skidded to a stop and what do you expect?
Is the sick, old man lying under that car, dead? No, he has vanished.