Not knowing is the fundamental human condition. There seems to be something holy or sacred about it. Maybe this is why so many of the faith traditions abhor idolatry; our ideas or representations of reality are not the same as reality. If we react to our stories of the way things are instead allowing ourselves to react to the way things really are, we find ourselves fighting ghosts and have planted the seeds of future violence.
Personal and General Writing
In December, the Christmas and other seasonal myths tell us, the prophets within us are born and awakened—even if we don’t yet feel it. We may not know what future their birth within us will bring. We may not know exactly when the darkness will end. But in this time of forced darkness, at a mythological level, our spirits are reawakening. Not yet matured. Not yet fulfilled. But promised.
To be a visionary–someone who imagines how things could be–means to stand outside the world sometimes. It can be lonely. Thats what this post is about.
There is a lot of ambiguity in the air. The election results. Concern about our own lives. The climate. The state of the world in general. The changing economy. The replacement of jobs by freelance work. Don’t try to escape ambiguity by making up stories; escape your ambiguity by taking actions towards a vision for a better life and world.
It is election season in the USA and I have been thinking a lot about this expression “human dignity.” What does it mean? How does it relate to our life choices and how we treat others and also to the priorities of the society in which we live?
How does the expression human dignity relate to climate change and racism, both of which are essentially issues of how we treat each other and how we allow our societies, governments and corporations to treat us?
Living in integrity is often as simple as being honest about your passions and your concerns–honest about who you are. When you tell the truth to yourself and everyone else, the world reacts accordingly. This is not new age hocus pocus but a real world practicality.
Sometimes you can’t see the route to where you want to go from where you are. But if you just start moving–even if it turns out to be in the wrong direction–you will eventually change your vantage point see your destination and know your path.
This post is a “day in my life” sort of thing. My friend and roommate, the artist Olya Dubatova, took a picture of me in a cafe and I realized the picture revealed a lot of what is going on with me and my work. So here it is, with a post that is essentially one long caption.