Understanding is like an optical illusion, it’s always done through the lenses of our own model of the world, our own creation of reality. And any understanding, like a mirror, reflects a distorted reality. Behind the illusion of understanding we are all looking for a very personal objective, the desired to find meaning in the situation for ourselves. Some people will say that we are looking into making sense of the situation. What about switching from the illusion of understanding to the reality of accepting? From an egotist perspective to one of generosity?
“Come on, tell me more, I want to understand you.” Hum…. Okay… Take my brain, and import it into yours… Take my skin and the memory of my cells, and import it onto yours… Take my heart, and import it into yours… and maybe… I say maybe… you may have a chance to understand me, though there won’t be much left of me to confirm if you made it or not…
What about taking one thought, and moving it forward –actually forward on the floor- a few cm to a different location… like closer to the door, by the window, under the plant, in the bin, in the sink? How to? Step 1- take a piece of paper and write your thought on it. Step 2 – move the piece of paper forward to another location. And if that location is in the bin, congratulations you have just cleaned your head, and without even shampoo or water.
Statistics are information, they are telling us that up to now for a sample or population questioned or observed we have seen that % of behaviours. Once we turn statistics into expectations, we create boxes, immobility and stillness. ARGGG get me out of that box!
“I told you this is not a nice behaviour, a third needs to be taken control of, a third will die, a third may make it more or less”…. ARGGG…. How normalising people to an average can ever bring a solution? Maybe 25% would have loved to be seen as possibilities outside of the stats and the average, and given the chance to be more than a number on the bell curve…
She stopped me going upstairs to my flat. She is with her son waiting for the elevator. They moved a few months ago, and it’s our first meeting, straight to the point. “You’re the one leaving downstairs our apartment. I hope we are not making too much noise. I don’t know you, but the people above us, we hear them walking.” I pause a moment… “I guess that’s a good sign, that means they’re alive, right? Personally I would like that. And you’re fine, just the right level of noise to confirm I am living in a society with real people around me.” Sometimes tiny details like that makes all the differences.
Hum… mind slowing down, life slowing down, learning slowing down… time for a sip of H2O, a sip of Humour, Horizon and Openness.
Back from the Sushi place, I look at my order on the table. That’s it, tomorrow I am cycling… in front of me, there is definitely for two on this table… I just could not face it today, the baguette for one, the waiter look for the repeated order for one, the… So surprised, I fall into that trap; my stomach as well, though with mix feeling –the order on the table is looking really good. The best in that story? The one from my last flat mate… whatever the quantity of sushi she would have been buying from the same place -one box or three boxes- she would always be offered baguettes for two. Deduction of the day: call it pheromones or energy, people expresses different statement just by being. Objective of the day? Finding the energetic expression for “ “offer me my take-away-order, I am so cool!”