or . . .
Why would i want to be balanced, anyway?
I think most would agree that the world is changing around us. By the nano-second, actually. There is an overwhelming sea of information and resources at our disposal. Where's the quality control? What's our divining rod? How on earth are we supposed to know what we're supposed to know?
Our western minds have been adept at nullifying the feminine principle of the psyche; the mysterious, poetic, the emotional/intuitive. We super-imposed rigid grid patterns over the curvaceous ley lines of the Earth, once heralded and utilized by the great Stone Circles of Europe. We Bound the Dragon. Our linear, analytical minds offered us unparalleled access to wealth, goods, and luxuries previously unimagined. It is understandable why we would be loathe to give that up.
At the particular rate of acceleration and upheaval, the logical binary system is shutting down. We have little choice but to cultivate our moral compasses, and do what feels right, to ourselves. Large, umbrella systems like religions, political ideologies, and corporate affiliation are becoming more and more obsolete. The net is cast too wide, too much minutae of our day to day existence slips through. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for us to think for ourselves! And how are we supposed to do that?
It is imperative to slip outside the data-stream, the Neural Net, to allow ourselves the chance to be still and quiet, to better listen to our own inner guides and guardians. To know our own hearts and minds, and do our best to act according to our own truest nature. In this way, personal growth and spiritual evolution may spread and grow, and individual revolutions become political. As more and more people light up like a switch-board, consciousness spreads and grows, and the world changes. For instance, you don't feel right about some family of farmers in Nicaragua living off mud pie and stone soup, so you can get a cheap cup of coffee, and decide to purchase Fair Trade coffee instead, and the wheels of greedy, exploitative capitalism grind to a rusty halt.
For a long time, i considered myself a militant, and couldn't connect how sitting on a pillow in a quiet room or going for long walks, could impact the greater good. I mean, i was supposed to be screaming punk rock and throwing stones, right? But if i were to remain a slave to habits and impulses and conditioning and desires, how could i even see the discrepancies, the injustices, the cognitive dissonance? This includes the primal 'Us vs. Them' mentality. I would love to be able to go out and purchase peace of mind for $9.95, in plain brown-paper packaging. It would be far easier than striving to understand the money-grubbers, the pedophiles and rapists and serial murderers, and finding the places where they live in my own heart. Ouch.
Essentially, we are all afraid. We feel lost and confused. No north star to sail our tall ships by. Luckily, there is a part of ourselves that knows better, and with persistent effort, it becomes clearer and easier to listen.
Why would i want to be balanced, anyway?
I think most would agree that the world is changing around us. By the nano-second, actually. There is an overwhelming sea of information and resources at our disposal. Where's the quality control? What's our divining rod? How on earth are we supposed to know what we're supposed to know?
Our western minds have been adept at nullifying the feminine principle of the psyche; the mysterious, poetic, the emotional/intuitive. We super-imposed rigid grid patterns over the curvaceous ley lines of the Earth, once heralded and utilized by the great Stone Circles of Europe. We Bound the Dragon. Our linear, analytical minds offered us unparalleled access to wealth, goods, and luxuries previously unimagined. It is understandable why we would be loathe to give that up.
At the particular rate of acceleration and upheaval, the logical binary system is shutting down. We have little choice but to cultivate our moral compasses, and do what feels right, to ourselves. Large, umbrella systems like religions, political ideologies, and corporate affiliation are becoming more and more obsolete. The net is cast too wide, too much minutae of our day to day existence slips through. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for us to think for ourselves! And how are we supposed to do that?
It is imperative to slip outside the data-stream, the Neural Net, to allow ourselves the chance to be still and quiet, to better listen to our own inner guides and guardians. To know our own hearts and minds, and do our best to act according to our own truest nature. In this way, personal growth and spiritual evolution may spread and grow, and individual revolutions become political. As more and more people light up like a switch-board, consciousness spreads and grows, and the world changes. For instance, you don't feel right about some family of farmers in Nicaragua living off mud pie and stone soup, so you can get a cheap cup of coffee, and decide to purchase Fair Trade coffee instead, and the wheels of greedy, exploitative capitalism grind to a rusty halt.
For a long time, i considered myself a militant, and couldn't connect how sitting on a pillow in a quiet room or going for long walks, could impact the greater good. I mean, i was supposed to be screaming punk rock and throwing stones, right? But if i were to remain a slave to habits and impulses and conditioning and desires, how could i even see the discrepancies, the injustices, the cognitive dissonance? This includes the primal 'Us vs. Them' mentality. I would love to be able to go out and purchase peace of mind for $9.95, in plain brown-paper packaging. It would be far easier than striving to understand the money-grubbers, the pedophiles and rapists and serial murderers, and finding the places where they live in my own heart. Ouch.
Essentially, we are all afraid. We feel lost and confused. No north star to sail our tall ships by. Luckily, there is a part of ourselves that knows better, and with persistent effort, it becomes clearer and easier to listen.
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