Thursday, April 25, 2013

Talks in 1999 returning from Cambodia


Random talks with my father in 1999 while on a trip back from Cambodia. Intellectualism is a point of fixation. Can we really capture our first feelings? Is it really possible? Can we really re- live old feelings? Are we really trying to recreate what we have lost? Feelings change one may say. They change with life events, as we experience new situations, these move with it. One mixes up changes with disappearance. One has to change.
One can’t live with someone without changes that occur on an every day basis. Imagine, if every time you wanted to make love with your partner you would try to recreate the same feelings that you had for instance 20 years ago. Is that possible? Do you have to make an effort to love something or someone? As soon as there is effort, you only pretend to love. It is not natural at all. If every time to have to search for that first feeling when you are trying to make love then you are making all sorts of efforts to fix that first feeling. As soon as there is effort there is a lack of authenticity.
Thought has taken too much preponderance and has to be put back in its place. Thought is the choice of the data bank if you like, it draws into memory. When a thought arises it is the expression through language and it is how it expresses itself. Hence is always the past. It is the expression of memory. It has arisen from it and it becomes conscious. Its function is to fixate. There are 2 sides to that. It is lucky and unlucky at the same time. On the one hand it is very adept to function in our everyday life…food production, house building, orientation. It evolves. Look at our ancestors and what we are today. It may have taken them ages to light a fire; today it is done with a flick of a switch. It has a practical function. It allows action it is action. On the other hand thought by itself is damned. It can never have all the information. Today it is totally overwhelmed with information…data.

One has to see how we fix things in our life and dive in the relational field. This field is our reality. One has to be careful of labels. Labels cover the content. One has to discover that, and our attitude to this field is to resist it by all means.

 Can we seize our ME? It is impossible. Why is it impossible? The first thing that comes to mind, which is direct and simple why can’t we do it? It is simple really. When you speak there are things sometimes that you can’t realise right away. I want to find out quickly and simply why I can’t do it. How can I express it? When I want to seize ME, I don’t realise that I am creating another ME. And I f I want to seize the one that I have just created, I again create another one. Because to grab this first one, there must be another one that does it also. Hence you can’t never catch it or grab it… It is almost unconscious. One is not aware of it.

Talking about boomerang. How was this instrument invented? How did it happen? How did it come into existence? The Aboriginals people of Australia were living with their environment. They close to nature and all what it meant for them. A sense of the relational with everything that brought them their food for survival. An osmosis with the trees, the earth, the sun, all the elements that surrounded them. Today western civilisation has lost this intimacy if I can say with all that. Not the idea of a relation with nature, but for them it was a living like that on a daily basis. They were not living with the idea of nature, they were nature, they were aware of the common interest that they had with their surroundings. And that their survival depended on these relationships. They were not exploiting nature, no property. We have lost this today. And we try desperately to find. Hence the idea of devising a boomerang arises from this tight intimacy with nature and their deep relation within it. In this relational movement of interdependence, there is possible emergence of creativity. If this relationship, in this exchange with one’s environment is non-existent, there will be little or no creativity. If I am not integrated and isolated how can I become creative? It is incompatible and impossible. It is in the depth of my relation with all my surroundings….here we can see how it is difficult to transmit through words this feeling of total relationship. “Surroundings” has very little meaning unless it is lived. There is no inside and outside even if the word transmits that.

 Now we can understand the duality of language. One can understand how language can be difficult to express this feeling of osmosis. This vision is not an image; it is this deep feeling of interdependence…Even the word “vision” is misleading. One can’t exist without the other and this immense interrelationship that created our organism and it is working in total osmosis. An exchange that is beyond what we can see with our naked eyes.

Thought can even start fathoming what is taking place in this immensity. It is an incredible world in itself. And we should not forget that our body is made of that world…. continual exchange and relationships and communication with all the molecules and particles. We are not even aware of what is taking place within us. Hence, we are not “surrounded” by our environment; we are an integral part of that. No outside, no inside. No separation. When we separate, we have only an idea of that separation. And it is this idea that separates…but even that is not correct because, thought is totally part of that also. It is a continuation of these exchanges. For human kind this is a very difficult passage, to see this separation, which is not a separation. It is only created by thought. A multitude of differences that thoughts creates, a profusion of characteristics, and it all these processes that we are entirely part of.

Thoughts, words are only a frame that is useful. And it is this totality that allows each and every one to be what we are. Each one of us has its own distinction and beauty …without being separated. Thought has created marvellous things, but by the same token has also created immense problems that we are facing without any decent solutions for today.

Below is the little house where we used to have our talks.


 
Till next time.

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