August 19-B, 2022

Atlantic Moonrise 10/25/2007 Oil Paint Rendered — Cape Hatteras National Seashore, Ocracoke Island, North Carolina
We refuse to bear consciously
the pain of our contradictions/paradoxes/polarities
and deny them,
run from them,
hide from them,
when the simple solution 
is to refuse to take them seriously
and laugh at them,
play with them,
enjoy them,
live lovingly with them all the way.

Schizophrenia is not much different
than poetry,
or other forms of art
(And a lot of artists
have allowed their schizophrenic tendencies
to drive them mad),
leading Carl Jung to conclude
"Schizophrenics drown in the same water
artists swim in."

It is just two ways of looking at the same thing.

Brilliant people box themselves in
with their insight, observations and deductions.
They make an ironclad case
against the reasonableness of life
and live miserably until they die at an early age.

My sister Susan killed herself
by--get this--
starving herself to death
under the oversight of Hospice.
Because she could not make any sense
out of going on with it.
Her living will stipulated
no liquids, no tube feeding, 
nothing to prolong my life.
"Let's get this show on the road!"

She could not dance with The Deal.

Zorba the Greek had no problem with The Deal.
He was fictional, of course, 
but he speaks for a lot of us dealing with
"The whole catastrophe,"
by laughing at it
and letting it be as it is.

Ortega Y'Gasset would say
everything meets at the edge of the corn.
Lao Tzu, and all the other old Taoists,
would talk about harmonizing the Yin and the Yang,
by bearing humorously (as Chaung Tzu did)
the pain of the contradictions
in a "The situation is hopeless but not serious,"
kind of way.

We have to take life as it is, 
or not.
Some of us cannot.
Which is crazy
because we all are only 
a simple perspective shift
away from having it made.
It is just a matter 
of "turning the light around."

And dancing through 
"the dark night of the soul,"
no matter how long it might last.


Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters and five granddaughters within about twenty minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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