The now is the silence of yesterday
Jay:
The past is a progression…without it there would be no today…..there is no objective reality out there….its all relative…so, to me, my past matters…
Me:
What we call “past” is basically memory. All these bundles of memories – which make the separated Ego, the “me” – become so heavy, and in the long run “defend” us from being in seamless connection, really, in touch with the freshness of the Present Moment…
I am not in the least attempting to contradict your viewpoint, I just wonder:
If our Past has such a crucial importance as to how we define ourselves, then in what relation are we to this fresh and “never-happened” Now?…
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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.
These kinds of things confuse me…if I try too hard to pay attention.
If there is no objective reality…and ‘everything is relative’…then how can anything matter?
What is objective reality? And where is ‘out there’? What is ‘there’? What is ‘then’?
Meh. No big deal. I’m unlearning and forgetting at a sometimes gratifying pace. Maybe someday (whenever that is) I can just breathe and be a part of the unfathomable…at peace.
You say:
“Maybe someday (whenever that is) I can just breathe and be a part of the unfathomable…at peace.”
Can we make that “someday” Now?…;)
Indeed. All is now.