If you don't know what I mean, you can't expect to understand what I'm saying. We get to meanings through the process of living our lives. By the track our thoughts take, the questions we ask, the books we read, the conversations we engage in, and those we overhear... The experience of life leads us to the meanings we share, and if that doesn't do it, nothing will. The experience of life brings us together, or forces separation-- accidents of time and place. We speak to each other out of our experience of life. If our experience isn't close-- or if it is close, but impacted us in vastly different ways-- we will live in worlds apart, nodding, perhaps, and smiling in passing.
If we are looking at things the wrong way, nothing is going to change for the better about our life for as long as our way of seeing remains unchanged. The Natural Law flowing from this is: If we want things to change, we have to change the way we are looking at things. Its corollary states: Nothing can change until we do. If our life isn't working, we have to realize it is our life that isn't working, and not the way the world is that isn't working. It is the way we are in the world that isn't working. We have to realize that and get to work revising the way we look at the world. That means reexamining everything. Our expectations. Our inferences. Our assumptions. Our preferences. Our opinions. Our positions. Our conclusions. Our certainties. Our convictions... We have to see the way we are seeing things and ask the questions that beg to be asked about how we see what we look at. What makes us think the way we see things is the way things are? Where does that line lie? The one between the way we see and the way things are? Become proficient in finding it, and knowing the difference between how we think things are and how things are. Or, in just remembering there is a difference!
We have become so automatic with our living that we have no idea when our heart gave up on us and left the game. We have been dead for so long that all we know is the funeral march and the dirges that never end. Occasionally, we wake up in the night, gripped by the realization that this isn't it, but we think that more of what isn't working is the cure, and redouble our efforts to have a good time when what we call "a good time" hasn't been good for anything from the start. Who are we kidding? Why are we kidding anyone? Would somebody please tell us what the hell is going on here? And why aren't we happy about it? Oh, this is where I come in! We are wasting our life is what is going on here. And have been for time past remembering. We are wandering around in the Waste Land, trolling for some reason to go on with it. We are suffering from the complete loss of authenticity. The utter dissociation from integrity. The total takeover of artificiality. We quit living the day we started thinking our way through our life. When was the last time we felt our way from one thing to the next? Our To Do List informs us of what needs to be done! Without that kind of direction, we have no clue about what to do with ourselves. And we are terrified of being left alone to figure it out on our own. What if we are wrong? We have been wrong for so long, right left when our heart did. It's time to get those babies back! Sit down and wait for something to stir within. Something authentic, genuine, real, true. With the force of needing to go to the toilet directing us to act. Wait for your heart to wake up and take over the driver's seat. And don't move until it does. Even to go to the toilet.