We need another approach

I said many times before and I say it again:

There is no such thing as new thinking.

Thinking by definition is old. It is age-old experience, the deep-seated conditioned individual and collective memory within us, it is what we call “identity”. Thinking is utterly speaking a total failure…as it is fear reiterating itself, constantly missing the encounter with this present instant in its everlasting freshness.

It is not about me venturing to say something interesting.
It´s a clear fact, if we look into it.

We have to understand the nature of thought, and dare see that thinking no longer serves us. I for one, am no longer served by it.

If we want to find new and sustainable solutions to impending life-problems, we need another readiness to enquire. We need to redefine Openness. As “Open” is not something we can decide to be. Clearly, the more open we try to be, the more fearfully closed we become.

Openness is thoughtless-ness – that is, encountering Life in its memory-less instant. It is letting go of word and preconception…Of identity based on the past.

Not an easy one…

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About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

8 Responses to We need another approach

  1. deeplydaisy says:

    Sounds like a nice place to live: “encountering Life in its memory-less instant. It is letting go of word and preconception…Of identity based on the past.
    Not an easy one…” actually, i more honestly feel perhaps i do have some inexplicable attachment to the moment-by-moment versions of me from all of the ‘befores’ i’ve experience. I think I might be afraid of what I am beneath this idea of self that I’ve built. Or perhaps not afraid, but concerned about what lies beneath or how i will function without her learnt behaviour.

    • julienmatei says:

      Thank you for sharing this with me:

      Why are we so attached to these moment-by-moment versions of ourselves from all of the “befores” we have experienced?….

      What is it there which is so daunting to lose…? Could it be our entrenched sense of
      security? – that is, what we take as identity…the known version of ourselves. Even if this outdated version prevents us and cuts us off from being alive, we stubbornly cling to it.

      Isn´t is so?

      We are afraid to discover!!! What or Who we are beneath this Idea of self. We have after all created ourselves AS AN IDEA, and everything we do is to defend this very idea…

      So, we are truly concerned here about what lies beneath or how we will function without the learnt behaviour…

      We are after all afraid to lose the Idea we´ve built of ourselves, we are afraid of losing the known which is more scary than encountering the unknown – isn´t it so?..

      • deeplydaisy says:

        I think that’s very true. It is the fear of losing the known above the fear of the unknown that’s worrying. I wonder how to ‘be’ without any of the ‘befores’ trying to get a look in and tell me how it’s done. How do I technically do it? I’m learning…or rather, I’m unlearning. Just keeping this thought in my mind I think made me more open to something. Even without knowing how to shrug off all the pre-me’s. I was with a friend last night, just absorbing her essence and the things she spoke about. I had it in my mind that I was shutting down as the ‘me’ she knows and just being this entity (like a plant) swaying in her breeze, taking in her sunshine. I think we both experienced a sort of bliss. Like we were sunbathing, or teenagers dangling our feet carelessly over the edge of a building, just taking in the sky. It only lasted a few moments before she asked me a question and all the pre-me’s jumped in desperate to take over the bossy controlling bitches. And it was gone again. But there must be something in this. You’re right, these concepts of ourselves are taking over. I wonder the part that social media plays in this. Or electronic communication, because it can be both friend or foe to this process. There does seem to be a sort of editing that goes on on facebook. No one has photos of themselves at funerals or crying their heart out looking really awful. I’d like to see pictures of that and not just all the skinny beach pictures in Costa Del’s or wherever.
        perhaps we need a little confidence that the little spark beneath the rubble of our personalities is what brought us here in the first place and what will sustain us all our days. How do we nurture this? I think I know how NOT to nurture it but the opposite question is the harder one.

      • julienmatei says:

        You are such a poet:

        “I was with a friend last night, just absorbing her essence and the things she spoke about.”
        Further on:
        “I was shutting down as the ‘me’ she knows and just being this entity (like a plant) swaying in her breeze, taking in her sunshine.”
        And this:
        “I think we both experienced a sort of bliss. Like we were sunbathing, or teenagers dangling our feet carelessly over the edge of a building, just taking in the sky.”

        Really, read carefully what you wrote here, and you realize you have given yourself the answers. 🙂

        As you say:

        “I’m learning…or rather, I’m unlearning.”

        DO UNLEARN! There is the only way to go. The way of no way. :))

        Now, that inner sparkle beneath the rubble never brought us here. It is by our choice that we came…But that is for another discourse 🙂
        The point for now is, that without this sparkle, Nothing exists. So you see, we don´t “nurture” this.
        Simply remove the barriers within which prevents It from nurturing you.

        To deactivate thought, and no longer identify with concepts, words, preconceived images…It´s there the answer lies…:) It requires great attention. Sharp Precision. Committment.
        You know already that Freedom is beyond word, beyond any notion. Beyond memory. Freedom is to deconstruct it all and simply un-know. Like being a child anew.

        “I wonder how to ‘be’ without any of the ‘befores’ trying to get a look in and tell me how it’s done. How do I technically do it?”

        You don´t need any “technical skill” to achieve it. :)) When you search for a method, for technique, you step outside your inherent knowledge – hope you can see this – and in fact not only distance yourself from the true question, but by creating duality, you enhance your inner resistance and your fear of losing the known…:)

        There are no “befores” other than in our entrenched memory and imagination…

        So forget all media, all this and that… We have created all this in order to escape the Real. Utterly speaking to escape ourselves.

        Hope to see you on Facebook.

      • deeplydaisy says:

        Really enriching discussion. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. They resonate with me….or the un-me…haha. x

      • deeplydaisy says:

        I can totally see what you’re saying, it feels clearer. And yes, poetry. It’s a curse 😉

      • julienmatei says:

        Why a curse?

      • deeplydaisy says:

        haha I was joking. I feel about poetry like I do about my best friend. I call him a loser and a bastard and a dickhead and the more I do it, the more he knows I love him. because it’s said with a smile on my lips and love in my heart ‘you’re the bain of my life’ he laughs and so do I. Same goes for poetry. In a stupid-arse way. x

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