It seems to me we live our lives curiously and unfortunately not optimally enough. We know not ourselves (as much as we need to), nor does the ‘other’ know us. We have at best faces (persona: aka Greek masks), suitable for each occasion, each one carefully crafted, well learnt, through painful experiences.
What we were, was ‘not good enough’ then. Frowned, ridiculed, and dismissed (at some primary stage of our growth, with the best of intentionality by those we loved, and those that loved us), we went through that 'AWWW' moment ( the opposite of the Aah moment), resolved that we would ‘never again, never again’ find ourselves in that situation. Through grit, pain and effort, we re-crafted our paths, to avoid future similar occurrence. The ‘other’ around us acknowledged this growth, but substituted this with ‘another herculean mission’. And so life goes on, a heroine in search of battles.
Seems we have always been on a voyage of adventure, through trials and tribulations our lives have unfolded, and we have watched this unfolding, often not fully comprehending, the choices we make, the roles we have taken, the actions we have by default embraced. This sets up either a vortex of fear or pride.
Negativity or positivity that later sets us up for failure or success. Then the design is complete: the program written up. The robotic in us plays up. We perfected the design which plays out our lives.
We really do not know ourselves. Never did, but we could. We have a face that is not masked. We have an ‘original face’. That face that existed when we were in the womb, and even before, and that same face which will endure even longer: timeless and eternal.
We see but a glimpse, and at times. A dancing wave, upon the ocean. Perhaps a river, flowing over a cliff, breaking into drops, till it re forms back into a river below the waterfall. Our face is eternal, absolute, indistinguishable , inseparable from the other. Our life is but an ephemeral moment, a debris when matter and anti matter collide, and completely annihilates. In a gap, we exist. Like the gap in our breath – breathing in, breathing out. Life (prana) being created and Prana moving out (demise). The absence of breath is death – that force that excites life. We spring from 'nothing' (shunya) and to shunya (emptiness) we return. For dust thou art and to dust thou shall return. And as Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Before Abraham was, I am.
When we are rooted and anchored to our ‘beginning’, and in full awareness, and when we are fully cognizant in all our actions, about our endings – awareness springs. Then we are realized in our actions and responsive in our moves.
However, when we miss the linkage to our beginning, and our endings, what remains in the middle is ‘unreal’ false and illusion. Like a dream, living in the middle till you wake up. Then you see the dream, the myth you live.
read more - Jung Archetypes.
http://psychology.about.com/od/personalitydevelopment/tp/archetypes.htm
What we were, was ‘not good enough’ then. Frowned, ridiculed, and dismissed (at some primary stage of our growth, with the best of intentionality by those we loved, and those that loved us), we went through that 'AWWW' moment ( the opposite of the Aah moment), resolved that we would ‘never again, never again’ find ourselves in that situation. Through grit, pain and effort, we re-crafted our paths, to avoid future similar occurrence. The ‘other’ around us acknowledged this growth, but substituted this with ‘another herculean mission’. And so life goes on, a heroine in search of battles.
Seems we have always been on a voyage of adventure, through trials and tribulations our lives have unfolded, and we have watched this unfolding, often not fully comprehending, the choices we make, the roles we have taken, the actions we have by default embraced. This sets up either a vortex of fear or pride.
We really do not know ourselves. Never did, but we could. We have a face that is not masked. We have an ‘original face’. That face that existed when we were in the womb, and even before, and that same face which will endure even longer: timeless and eternal.
We see but a glimpse, and at times. A dancing wave, upon the ocean. Perhaps a river, flowing over a cliff, breaking into drops, till it re forms back into a river below the waterfall. Our face is eternal, absolute, indistinguishable , inseparable from the other. Our life is but an ephemeral moment, a debris when matter and anti matter collide, and completely annihilates. In a gap, we exist. Like the gap in our breath – breathing in, breathing out. Life (prana) being created and Prana moving out (demise). The absence of breath is death – that force that excites life. We spring from 'nothing' (shunya) and to shunya (emptiness) we return. For dust thou art and to dust thou shall return. And as Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Before Abraham was, I am.
When we are rooted and anchored to our ‘beginning’, and in full awareness, and when we are fully cognizant in all our actions, about our endings – awareness springs. Then we are realized in our actions and responsive in our moves.
However, when we miss the linkage to our beginning, and our endings, what remains in the middle is ‘unreal’ false and illusion. Like a dream, living in the middle till you wake up. Then you see the dream, the myth you live.
read more - Jung Archetypes.
http://psychology.about.com/od/personalitydevelopment/tp/archetypes.htm
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