Gurdjieff Work is a living current. While its essence remains, its
expression must respond to changing conditions. On this page you'll find frequently
updated material from members of the Gurdjieff Foundation of Illinois
attempting to speak in the present of their practice and experience.
asked myself for years:
"Who Am I ?"
"Why Am I Here ?"
"What is My Purpose ?"
I have been fortunate to
find some answers to these questions, as well as direction, in the
teachings of The Fourth Way.
Mr. Gurdjieff has shone a light on my previous hidden existence.
Group work, as provided by the Gurdjieff Foundation of Illinois,
has been essential in my lifelong journey to Know my Self and to sojourn
with a Higher Consciousness. C. B.
What drew me into this
practice? Why me? Why not practically everyone else I know?
Why did I always find something lacking, something a little flat in
other belief systems and daily pleasures that seem to “bless” others?
When Gurdjieff said that I
was a mad machine, not born with a soul but must struggle my entire life
to develop one, that blasphemy rang true. The formula “conscious
labor and intentional suffering” does not repel me, but instead opens a
world of possibilities.When Gurdjieff said that we can know the
universal forces and the truth of the cosmos, not through blind faith
but by striving endlessly to strip away the comfortable lies that blind
us to self- knowledge, that also rang true.
The phrase “as above, so
below” continues to remind me that I can find the answers to everything
real by seeing myself and those around me without prejudice, without
After all this emotional archeology -
this separating, holding up to the light; "what is this?", "where
did it come from?", "is this part of me or did this come from
someone else?" When all this work is done, what remains when the
masks have been cataloged? How do I value what remains? What has
been buried, bruised, beaten, devalued for years? How do I learn to
honor that, take care of it, and help it grow? I am unfamiliar with
this part of myself.
What would essence say if it had a voice? It has been stifled and
suffocated by the voices of personality for all but a few brief
moments in life. There is the possibility essence has some very
powerful things to say, powerful ways in which it can act, but I
don't know its language. Maybe it stutters sometimes. It’s unclear
in meaning. It`s two things at once. Maybe it's angry after all
these years of being beaten into submission. Maybe it’s still very
much like a baby and it cries a lot.
I keep saying "it," but would it be a start to recognize that it is
not “it," but me? How do “I” speak when the masks are off? What do
“I” have to say now?
And then there's the question of living. How do I live in the loud,
insensitive world when deep inside I feel so sensitive? I start to
understand why Personality made it's appearance. Maybe there is a
way to find a balance now... Z.H.
This remarkble flow of living materiality through the abdominal
region; why does it go entirely unnoticed almost all the time? The
part of the mind that fears an open ended question tries to separate
from the sensed flood but something more intelligent knows better
than to let it. Patience. Stay in the river. Let it reveal something
or not but don't flee. A.F