Karl Renz was born in Germany in 1953, and, after some years of rather unorthodox "seeking" (including time spent in Mexico looking for Don Juan), experienced an Awakening in the late 1970s. He travels around the world talking about, well, what can't be talked about -- and does pretty well at it. He's visited Santa Fe each fall the last five years or so, offering evening "Self-Talks" ("the self talking to the self", as he puts it) at the home of a friend.
These talks, loaded with scathing pointers, were delivered at a blistering pace at the foothills of Arunachala, the mountain that he loves to call as the ‘Light of Shiva’. Karl delights his audience with his idiosyncratic English and his crazy wisdom... often more to confuse but never, as he claims, to enlighten them.
Karl is like quicksilver, you can’t catch him and he’s impossible to define.
He offers no teaching, and no help, and only speaks ‘I’ to ‘I’.
He employs his unerring empty-handed karate to unseat each questioner and destroy their concepts, moving freely between the sacred and the profane.
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Mind loves new concepts for they provide a cosy terra firma – a comfortable landing place. Of late ‘Peace’ has been one of the famous landing places for spiritual seekers. There are infinite techniques of how to be at peace with oneself... Meditation… celebration… renunciation…
Let’s just say that the one trying to be peaceful is in for a fine round of walloping!
Around 1945, in the area of Nag Hammadi in Upper Egypt, some peasants accidentally discovered some 53 parchments, written in Sahidic Coptic, buried in a large jar one meter high. Those leather-bound papyrus codices were mostly Gnostic texts, including the prestigious ‘Gospel of Thomas’.
Undecided: Neti-Neti
Neti-Neti: Neither this, nor that. This is a self-inquiry technique of negation which negates all things that you are not. Finally what remains, is what-you-are. Not as the one who knows, not as the one who doesn't know. But as the one who neither knows nor does not know – tabula rasa, existing in its original, pristine state which Karl describes as “blankety blank”.
Decoding Karl is akin to understanding electricity: simply cannot be done. Its effects, though, may be felt and described. That’s what you may encounter here in Worry And Be Happy.
It’s the welcome release from needing any release which makes Karl’s display of ‘the audacity of hopelessness’ in this book so enchanting and endearing.
‘Extreme’ – that’s how seasoned Advaita buffs would term the Karl Renz brand of Advaita, suggesting compromise as an option. However the option of compromising or not itself gets burnt out in the untamed fire of Karl’s living words.
‘I would rather kill myself than bullshit myself,’ says Karl, scoffing at requests to be 'nice’ or 'accommodating' to listeners gasping for survival. By neither confi
People always ask 'what do you think about unknotting the karmic knots? ' That's Vedanta. Unknotting your tendencies by techniques, by meditation or something. You come to me, we are doing the opposite! I put so many knots in your bloody brain that you cannot even imagine that they ever will be gone. Because succeeding by unknotting knots makes the first knot, that there is one who has knots, stro
‘You don’t need this book!’ Karl would say, ‘You stand to gain absolutely nothing from it.’ He would probably add he hopes nobody gains or understands anything from him. What’s more, he would mean it!
In Karl you encounter Advaita in its rawest form – undiluted, uncooked, unconditioned by thought and untainted by frills or more concepts. It’s bang-in-your-face, inescapable Advaita… ‘What-you-cann
Am I – I Am is an assortment of delectable snippets from various talks of Karl Renz – talks which Karl often refers to as ‘Living Words’.
These ‘Living Words’ are best described in Karl’s own words as those “without a speaker, having no direction, are not teaching, give no advice and do not want anything from you.”
This, simply put, is the heart of the book.
All you can say about the phenomenon na
Here ‘lies’ the truth!
The truth which can be spoken is, for sure, not the Truth. Truth is never beautiful and beauty is never true. That’s the first premise in Tao, says Karl. For someone who summarily dismisses any possibility of anyone ever ‘knowing’ Truth, it’s a wonder that this guy Karl is still in business – seasoned seekers forever longing to listen to him and not getting enough of it!
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"Watch out. This is not another of those feel-good ‘oneness’ Advaita books. This one is a double-barrelled shotgun taking pot shots at the conceptualising mind – one barrel being fired by the great Indian mystic-sage Dattatreya (Avadhut) and the other by Karl Renz, the contemporary ‘Avadhut’. There is no escape here not just for the ‘fragmented-mind’ but also for the enlightened ‘whole-mind’!
Advaita und Karl - Klar
Seine Talks sind unvergleichbar
Sprachlich spielerisch - geistreich - intensiv, dabei lebendig - absolut
Nach Lao Tse (“Tao Te Karl”) spricht Karl diesmal über Raum und Zeit - Alles und Nichts