Redundancy is my shtick. Repetition keeps me on track. I know who I am by reminding myself of where my boundaries lie and what’s still what, slowly adding to the collection of life-long revelations over time. I cannot think of the last new thing, and have no idea of what that next new thing might be, and I look forward to finding out. The analogy that comes to mind is that of turning over a compost pile so that light and air might assist the process of decomposition and produce a ripeness that furthers realization always on the verge of coming to light from the depths of reflection and rumination. So that every one of these “walk abouts with Jim” is an exploration into what we know, have known and may yet come to know in a how many times do we have to say something before we finally get what we are talking about kind of way.
The Old Taoists said it all with the Tao, Wu-Wei, and Carl Jung expanded it with synchronicity and Psyche and the collective unconscious, and we keep the realizations coming by continuing to reflect on “Who am I? What am I about?” Which delivers us into the open arms of what’s what and what is happening and what is called for here, now and what we can do about it with the gifts that are ours in the form of our original nature, etc. and doing it for the pure joy of doing it and the satisfaction of having done it, when, where and how it needs to be done in each situation as it arises no matter what all our life long. And laughing, dancing, knowing that’s all there is to it, ever has been and always will be, world without end… Yippie Whoray all the way. Amen.
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