There is a coherence beyond neural linkage. Something that persists beyond brain damage. That knows an ‘I’ without defining ‘I’. It is the bit which is left when chat stops in meditation. That is the true self.
What does a hunting dog act like when you go walking with it? Anyone familiar with hunting dogs or at least the “hunting” breeds? Shall I describe them?
They seem to move independently of the person they are walking with. You would almost get the impression that they don’t much care about the presence of the human they are with. They duck deep in the bushes, range far and wide.
They like to roam. Yes, they love to roam, but they always keep a lose centre on their human, sort of orbit around the human. Even a trained hunting dog or an untrained hunting breed does that check back. It’s part of their instinct. You are part of their pack. They come back and report, bark or howls, even try to lead you in the direction of whatever has caught their interest. Well, this is me, but instead of flesh and blood nature, I respond to a more “esoteric” or unseen aspect of nature. I prowl of my own accord. I would do that even without any sense of obligation, and I actually seek to share what I see, again of my own free will. The problem is that not all are receptive.
If I were like Lassie, most would respond with, “Dumb dog! What do you want? Go away!” That was my experience, before relatively recently in my life.
Don’t people hear what they are ready to hear? This is where things get confusing for me, where I fail to understand humans. For me, this landscape is tangible and immediate, and yet for others it seems to be something they “grow into” like a plant perhaps, and my every instinct says this is wrong, even dangerous. I suppose I am misguided, but this is what is behind my frustration.
That’s pretty much how life is. People treat you like crap until you find your groove, then they treat you like a genius, and neither is really the case. They were just too blind to see your worth. Well, funny thing is, if I am willing to take on the role of big bad wolf instead of loyal hunting dog, I can often spook people into seeing what my whimpering failed to reveal.
Then they hate you for it. Mostly, I become “Bad dog! Don’t bark at that man! He is innocent! Harmless!” which just makes me slink off into the shadows where I watch and wait.
So often I feel like I should apologize for humanity. It’s not humanity. That is not humanity. It’s inhumane. Idea being. Ideanity? Idiocy? But, not humanity. I like humanity. I see it in people.
So what do you think of my own discipline friends? Criticism more than welcome.
You are shaman. I will take that as a compliment.
I would pay attention if you were barking at something.
I think you have a very interesting view of the universe, and all that you need is to find an effective way to convey it to the rest of the world. If I were you, I would experiment with many different forms of self-expression and media. Eventually, you will find the one that will allow people to key into you. I think that is excellent advice. I have been finding sources of inspiration and guidance on developing creativity. There are some really good books available right now.
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.