Here I explore what the concepts means to me. Hopefully, it helps to shed some light on the topic for others exploring these areas. Reflecting on some
of the ideas, and the back and forth it brings up makes me wonder if some of us woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
Patience carries a lot of weight, and I feel for those who find themselves asking difficult questions with others who may not understand where they
are coming from.
It's easy to take one's perspective for granted. As science and technology evolve and push the limits of man's understanding, individually we wrestle
with what it means to us. This is all very subjective, the scientific method is very empirical. There comes a point where one realizes that their
measurements are only as good as the tools used to measure with. I believe as we become more collectively aware of that idea, our zeal for
technological progress will be tempered with the maturity required to make the most of it.
This is a gradual process and many already have that insight. It's tempting to think learning lessons in this area is an either/or proposition. I
believe it's embodied more so as a practice or mindset. I believe flexibility here is important, a sense of wonder and zest for learning adds vitality
to life. God willing, society as a whole practices developing a better sense of fuzzy logic.
A part of me has thought, "Eh man, why do you care? Why does it matter?"
"Idk, where I am? Pacific or Atlantic?"
"Brother, just keep swimming..."
Reflecting, looking back into what we know of the past, can gives us clues as to the potential the future may hold. It's important to realize it as a
guide. One run's the risk of freezing or stumbling over what's in front of them if they look too hard behind.
Interesting times we live in, many are experiencing travail as we wrestle collectively with the challenges of the times. Limitations of all kinds, the
material world and our place practicing coming to terms with the nature of our time here, are all factors that come into play when examining what's
The pace of technological development continues to advance in leaps and bounds. I feel the questions one asks themselves about the nature of
perception and the way we handle it are becoming more and more obvious as the level of novelty arises. Man has risen to a level of technology
unrivaled in modern times. I sincerely hope that this will encourage mankind to practice the virtues required to hold on to it. I like to think that
we've weathered the storm so far.
Our humanity is rich in culture, and we have inherited a wide body of myth and lore from our ancestors. Imo, myths are to society as dreams are to the
individual. I find these a deep source of inspiration, and as keys for understanding. The fleeting nature of dreams in the microcosm, complemented by
the timeless nature of myth in the macrocosm.
The ME is an idea, that seems like a bit of a sanity check. Individuals recollections, varying to a wide degree. However, there seems to be a
consistency to that variety in many cases. Unfortunately, focusing on these differences tends to discourage exploring the topic.
Giving ourselves the benefit of the doubt provides an opportunity to focus on what this may mean as opposed to the root.
I get the impression that experiencing those sorts of affects, is meant to encourage someone grow as an individual. Synchronicities are often brought
In my younger years, I often wrestled with how I felt about duality as a key for understanding a material world limited by time. I remember my
grandfather calling me a dreamer, I still don't know sometimes if he was joking or serious. More likely a little of both.
My Opa used to tell me, life was kind of like a rowboat. You're out on the water. Three people are rowing, and there's a beautiful island on the
horizon. The better they cooperate, the easier it is for them to get where they're going.
I believe in free will and the power of Love. There's something to be said about learning to practice putting your best foot forward as best we can. I
often find myself living the dream, every day is a gift.
Throughout the sands of time, are accounts of tablets written with profound wisdom preserved throughout the ages. The Emerald Tablets in particular
piqued my curiosity. I spent many nights contemplating what Hermes was alluding to. Imo, the power of integrity is a part of it. Carlos Castaneda
comes to mind having written about impeccability in his books. It's a subtle thing, though there is something to it.
I lost my way, and melancholy set in as my daddy issues ate me up. The resentment that grew in my heart blinded me to the power of Love. It got so
bad, I began despising the nature of time itself. It felt like being trapped in a cage of invisible bars. Try as I might, the conflict between my head
and my heart, had me in a bad way.
I used to feel where there was a will, there was a way. This pushed the limits of my creativity and suggested to me that good and bad were rewarded,
sooner or later. Something wasn't quite right though, the harder I tried the deeper the pain I felt. No matter what I did, it felt like I was out of
tune with the world around me.
I had forgotten it's wasn't all about me. The walls closed in, as I stopped caring for myself. My thoughts, words, and deeds were at odds with each
I hated on the universe. Why all the curveballs all the time? I didn't want to hear it.
That was many moons ago. Since Love for me took the lead, it's been healing. I still got scars, but then who doesn't? When I started practicing
reaching for better things, and holding myself to a higher standard life often has me awestruck. It's remembering what my grandfather told me, and
just practicing it that has made the difference. After all, it's often not where you are going but how you get there.
Reflecting back, my moods were trying to show me something. As the contrasts in my life became sharper, the details were more pronounced. There came a
point where I had to learn to let go and learn to trust in a higher power. The voice I had rejected, took the wheel and I found myself not having to
think so hard. My mind eased, as my faith in life itself grew.
I never believed in myself, and it's been quite the journey. I feel people often underestimate themselves. It took being around others, my family, all
those who had the patience to never stop pointing me in the right direction. The love and kindness they have shown me is a gift that doesn't stop
“There is a light that shines beyond all things on earth,
beyond us all,
beyond the heavens,
beyond the highest,
the very highest heavens.
This is the light that shines in your heart.”
― Chandogya Upanishad
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