Sometimes I get into feeling that I’m in this all alone

Mirrors of Encounters

Says Maria Estes on Facebook. She goes on:

“Recently I was feeling that way, while I was eating a piece of toast. I thought about all that went into that piece of toast, all the hands that had touched it (so to speak), that had gotten it made, to my kitchen and into my mouth. I realized that it’s an illusion that we’re totally on our own. It’s actually impossible.

As Lily Tomlin said: “We’re all in this alone, together.”

My comment:

The thing is that identification with thinking is the source of disease – as ultimately, thinking is “this” and not “that”…The moment you realize that life is “precisely imprecise”, well, in that very space thinking ceases, and healing can happen.

Thinking is actually a terrible misconception – it bluntly ignores that there are “other hands” preparing “the toast” claiming that it exist only by itself…as you say…

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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.

2 Responses to Sometimes I get into feeling that I’m in this all alone

  1. Michael O.Brien says:

    Dear Julien, if I am understanding your post from a deeper level then, yes, you are all alone – as I am, as we all all. It reminded me of the story of the weary traveller who stopped at an Inn for the night and tied his horse to the rail outside and went in, had a meal and went to bed exhausted. Next morning he rose to find someone had stolen his horse and all those gathered around told how foolish he was not to put his horse in the stable and deserved his lot because of his carelessness. Yet, not one person present felt sympathy for him and the loss of his horse and the predicament he found himself in. I don’t know if you get what I am implying here but, it doesn’t matter how much you give, the receiver is ever more interested in the gift than the giver. Maybe we are destined to give until we are empty, until we expect nothing in return? Well that’s how it seems to me. Sometimes I wouldn’t mind coming home and having someone wrap their arms around me and hugging me real tight and making me feel less alone, but, hey, only we know what that empty, lonely feeling feels like. I am tired of all the ‘sanctimonious’ posters on facebook who are not prepared to admit their aloneness but rather prefer to hide behind endless platitudes of fantasy and dreamy illusions. Sure, ultimately we are NOT alone but we are not living in ultimates, we are living in a tough world in time and space, reaching out for, what?…………..What would you like on your toast? Jam or marmalade? 🙂

    • julienmatei says:

      That´s exactly it: “not one person present felt sympathy for him and his loss and the predicament he found himself in”…

      Oh…this ubiquitous lack of empathy around one, this frigid and callous obsession with receiving without reciprocating the giver…

      I for one feel totally hollow just now…Maybe – as you say – “we are destined to give until we are empty, until we expect nothing in return?” That´s how it seems to me too….

      Now, I am thinking that lack of genuine relation is the curse spawning all these nonsensical host of posters with their
      goody-goody crap…After all, they are too a symptom of this unhealthy “modern” reality – relationlessness…

      We flee life and so we flee each other…we thus project ourselves in a loose scenario which constantly takes us further and further from the natural encounter…

      We have jam or marmelade but no toast to put it on…

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