Once upon a time there was a girl and a boy, one was called ‘Red’ and the other was called ‘Green’.
They lived with their parents, who did their best to make them into happy, capable adults, providing them with everything they could.
‘Green’ couldn’t wait to leave school and had already looked around to see what was going on. Liking the water, ‘Green’ had been hanging around the water’s edge and showing a lot of interest in what the people on boats were doing. She even talked to the people, although they looked busy and were not always friendly at her first attempt to ask questions.
‘Green’ had asked ‘Red’ to come with her a couple of times, as ‘Green’ had noticed that ‘Red’ didn’t go out much. He normally went straight home from school and was planning to go to University.
One day ‘Red’ had come as ‘Greens’ enthusiasm about a particular beautiful boat was so contagious that even ‘Red’ couldn’t resist it.
‘Red’ had some reservations though, and on their way ‘Red’ kept saying he felt it was not proper to annoy busy people, just to satisfy your own curiosity.
This is so interesting. I can’t believe it actually.
My whole world is turning 180 degrees in these last few years and that is weird.
All the so called “Truths” are crumbling; and I am asking how come when they are sold to me as “THE Truths”?
Nowadays eating ‘all my lollies at once’ is good and ‘worrying about the future’ is sooo not done.
All that stuff drummed into me from childhood that was bad is now good.
But I have trouble making the difference feel right.
On occasions I do find myself thinking about something profound like; “Who is God?”, “Why do we struggle so much?” and “Who am I?”
Quite a feat to have thoughts like these; they get stiff competition from thoughts about “making a living”, “what to eat for dinner?”, “my hair” and “what to wear today?”.
I do get a bit of help with these profound thoughts by reading or hearing other people’s thoughts who obviously have a great wardrobe, nice hair and a partner who cooks, seeing they have time for those thoughts.
But what I come up against when reading other people’s profound thoughts is, that I find myself mistrusting them. I keep looking for what they say actually works.
The presentation by Shane Mulhall, Principal of the School of Philosophy and Economic Science in Dublin reminded me that I am not the most trusting person.
I don’t get it.
From a very young age the whole world has been busy teaching me habits and in the end all I have accumulated is a bunch of bad habits that don’t serve me at all.
I learnt to
- do things at the last moment with the least effort possible
- doing things only when I am told to
- cheat
- find shortcuts in everything I do
- go to work and become a robot
- being busy to look good
- only be hungry and eat at certain times
- think little but produce lots.
And I can go on and on and on showing many more bad habits I have learnt.
Of course I have learnt some good ones as well, but that is not what I am talking about here.
Do I think that those old habits that are driving me today, serve the new paradigm of manifesting desires?
I don’t think so.
The winter has definitely arrived here in the Southern Hemisphere and I am doing everything I can to keep warm.
However how to deal with the cold, miserable and uncomfortable feelings within ourselves that makes for a cold relationship is not so obvious.
Thanks goodness I am learning to get warm there as well.
As you guess that wasn’t always the case.
For years I was well on the way of becoming a stingy, cold, cynical b*, of course with a relationship that didn’t last.
I am getting that out of my system, but what made me like that?
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