It has been suggested that I could get lost in a cardboard box. I suppose I could. It would depend, however, on whose box it was and how much space it held. I wouldn’t want to lose myself in a shoebox, for instance. Unless it held a pair of Ziggy Stardust’s boots, in which case I would not mind. In other words: choose carefully whose shoes you chuck out of the box before you get lost in it.
Orientating yourself when you know from which direction you are coming is one thing, it is quite another being equipped to orientate yourself without it mattering. It is helpful in either instance to have at least one reference point upon which you can rely without hesitation, should such become necessary. It is important to remember that reference points are not necessarily always fixed. They are on occasion in flux. And that is the crux.
It would seem to me that best orientation for each of us stems from where we truly originate, i.e. where we come from. Where our home is. Wherever we find ourselves in the world, there is that unfailing lifeline that will orientate a lost heart and guide it back to where it belongs. The journey home is one that a true heart will not hesitate to take should the need arise for its repatriation. A true heart trusts the call of community.
It would be incorrect to say that I do not believe that obedience has its place. It does. However, it depends upon who it is that is demanding from you your acquiescence. It also depends what their intentions are. As is said – the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Pure motivation relies on one’s intuition – when to do what one has been told, and when not to. Unless you trust implicitly those that give you instructions, do not ever act on an imperative without thinking it through for yourself. When you can feel that an instruction has your best interests at heart you can act freely, according to your betters’ suggestions, without questioning your integrity. That is a luxurious position in which to be. As is understanding that the word ‘welfare’ is not synonymous with the word ‘charity’.
Children are motivated by the tone in your voice, not by the words you use. They can hear when you honestly mean something and when you don’t, so when you don’t mean something don’t say it unless for some reason it becomes necessary for your child to hear you lie. That may happen purely so they can discern a lie from the truth. Like if you have nothing to compare something to you cannot state categorically whether a thing is one way or another. It is best to be able to state any truth categorically. I do not see the point in illuminating a truth with grey areas? The reason for this is to ensure that the ‘cycle of Life’ with which we are familiar now becomes a framework – a firm foundation – upon which we can all build without the mistrust that has thwarted every successive attempt at transcendence.
I suspect the Catholics had a very serious reason for their ubiquitous statement: ‘thou shalt obey’. Unfortunately, for some, the mere mention of the word ‘obey’ rankles – and deeply. Those are usually people who have once trusted – and obeyed – those giving them instructions only to discover on the other side that ‘obedience’ was used for the purposes of oppression, or abuse. I understand and would accept an imperative, for example, like: Do this or you could die (and let’s not split hairs). I would not accept an order which translates into: Do this because if you don’t I will keep kicking you in the head until you are dead. That is not the way to motivate obedience. In fact, that is probably one of the fastest ways to incite defiance. But then, perhaps defiance is a new-age obedience? I guess it depends on who it is that is saying what, and to whom it is that they are speaking.
You learn very young what makes you happy, and what does not. That distinction lays the groundwork for the kind of human being each child is going to turn out to be. It is important that children learn to assert themselves whenever they find themselves in a situation that makes them uncomfortable. That discomfort could be the pain visited upon those who are close to them, it could be an older person trying to teach them something other than the truth. Children are intuitive. All of them. They understand the truth.
Your happiness should be a thing that you nurture. It is precious. It is also important – once you have discovered what makes you feel happy – that you understand whether your kind of happy is a healthy happy or not. There are many unhealthy happies out there and they can be destructive, but they each have their reason for being. When we can see their cause(s) then we can decide whether or not we wish to keep them, whether or not they are necessary to carry as baggage. Sometimes the unhealthy happies are simply happy happies trying to explain an inexplicable pain. For some things there are no words.
When you love truly, unconditionally, the happiness of the other is as important as your own. When you understand that happiness feeds off itself, then you will understand that putting the other’s happiness ahead of your own is not only the supreme act of self-sacrifice, it is the natural thing to do when you find yourself at cross-purposes. It’s like finally getting for yourself something you have dreamed of your entire life and then giving it away for no good reason. Who on this planet would do that?
As a child, when I discovered that Timbuktu was a real place – that it actually existed – I was delighted. For me, that put paid to the fallacy of urban myths and legends. I grew inclined to listen to them all because in part each one tells a truth. There is always comfort in the truth, no matter what the cost. The truth IS what brings inner peace – eventually. Before peace comes the inevitable facing of facts and figures, the empirical equation-solving. If you are an empiricist, yippee for you. I, fortunately, am not one of those. My truths come hard, and fast, and I assimilate them quickly. You can do that when you trust yourself implicitly.
If you should find yourself in a predicament, not knowing which way to head except Timbuktu, it is helpful to remember that Timbuktu is absolutely the arse end of nowhere. It may take the longest time to get there but when you do, you will understand why it takes such a long time to arrive. Timbuktu is home to a great many wayward pilgrims. It is the resting place of the brave. And ‘resting’ in my world is not synonymous with ‘dead’. It means repose. Reflection. Ultimately, contentment.
I think the houses in Timbuktu are probably invisible. Like its people. That is why Timbuktu became an urban legend – because no one ever got there before, or saw it. It decided it would one day become real, like a town on a map.
And that – is actualisation.
When there are ears hung on a stick like a carrot, and you are expected to chase them like a superstitious idiot would – to get their message and send yours – do not involve yourself in the chase. In fact – set fire to the stick. And the carrot. And if there is any further doubt, set fire to yourself.
When you find ears that listen, but deliberately do not hear, cut those ears immediately from your circle of influence. You do not need them. Those ears are the ones that filter from the actual only the fantasy they want to believe. When you can only hear what you want to hear, you are really of little consequence in the big scheme of things. It is important to hear everything. You cannot pick and choose when it comes to suffering – if you are a decent human being. If you are not a decent human being, you may as well set fire to yourself in anticipation of what is to come. We cannot bother about people who only hear what they are told. We need those who hear what they are NOT told.
I would hazard a guess that those who ‘edit’ what they hear, or manipulate its message to suit their own agenda, will be hoisted by their own petard. i.e. their vain attempts to subvert another will explode in their faces and expose their lies. The thing to know is that when you blow ‘yourself’ up – or blow off ‘your’ door – your truth comes out whether you like it or not. That can be painful. You had better hope that you like – or are in favour of – your truth. If you are not, you will not last. It is that simple – given that ‘you’ – yourself – are deciding your fate. Be happy with your choices in life. They define you.
If you need to scale down what is happening on this planet at this exact time – in order to get it into better perspective – then I would suggest you watch a clip of the moon landing in 1969. It would not hurt either to take a look at the footage of Apollo 13’s return. These things – amongst others – tell the story of what is possible when you believe in what seems to be impossible or you dare to dream that impossible dream. Either way, when it comes down to what counts in your life you will find out that what is seen as impossible, is not.
Another way to measure the actuality of happenings is to fill your scales of justice with everything you have. All your positives to the right and all your negatives to the left. You need not sort through them. No matter where you think they belong – on whichever side – neither will end up in the wrong place. They know where to go when balance is called for. When your scales are hanging heavier on one side – on, say, the left – at the nanosecond during which your exact balance is captured, you will not be required to explain any discrepancy that is evident. Your measure tells your truth and the nature of the future you inherit will depend on that evidence.
Fish have scales. As do dragons. It is best to remove the scales from either creature before eating it.
I look at divine in the context of ‘like a god’. Not ‘as a god’. I believe that when you divine a need – your need, for example – you are not guessing what is necessary, you are intuiting a solution. When you are divining your outcome – your future, for example – you are guessing. That is not necessary. Your future is not in your hands. Technically, your future you do not need. You may want it, but you do not need it. Your immediate needs are more pressing. I would attend them.
Divine is in aspect, magical. When you consider that the word ‘god’ is what we have chosen to assume is associated with ‘divinity’ you will perhaps understand that the word is in dire need of redefining. As is the word ‘lawlessness’. I have said that before today. Scientists snigger up their sleeves at magic. They have to – if they accepted its actuality it would probably disassociate their focus. That is as well. We all have our ways. Our means to the end. The scientists find the explanations. That is lucky for us.
Divination is a tricky business. You should not get into it unless you are prepared to learn from it your real truth. Like you should not open your mouth unless you know what you are talking about. That is a simple lesson to learn. Like the lesson that dreams are personal. Divination is never inference. Ever. It is wisdom. It is a medium through which myriad spirits speak. If you cannot – or will not – hear the delivery of centuries’ wisdom, that is unfortunate.
I suspect your death, then, was a blessing in disguise.