I participate at Center of Inquiry Forum. It's small, only a few of us old guys/gals, I keep hoping others would discover us, but I'm told: discussion isn't a "thing" anymore. Maybe that helps explain the mess our society is in. Some new voices on the platform would be fun. Recently a member shared a few paragraphs about his experience and I felt like following up and sharing from my experience. For this blog I'll single out a few sentence, visit the CFI forum for the discussion:
"... First needed item to change it to really need and want to change. And you need help, And you need to have the will to pay the price.
At 30 I was in a dead end, I needed to change, 2 years of psychotherapy. It was hard. I finished some sessions crying."
I've developed a well defined perspective, a specific frame of reference I hope is worth sharing An evolution respecting Earth Centrist perspective. Something I'd love to discuss with anyone who 'gets it' - or at least is curious. Thus I share. The following was my follow on, (though it is going to go through some changes as I clean and rewrite for this blog).
Thanks for sharing that. I hope it’s okay to extent it into a bit of a dialogue, because thinking of what you’ve gone through, of course makes me think of what I’ve been through. We’ve had different journeys, but we’re healthy humans and it seems to me key events are similar, such as needs for partners/friends, careers, community, etc. We go through the same emotional roller coasters, have similar needs, our challenges are relatable. Though I was very lucky and my twenties were '75 to '85 and the road was welcoming for this clean cut nice guy. Jobs were plenty for those who showed up, and cared, and were reasonable competent, along with being enthusiastic students.
... That was interesting. Quite the journey. You’ve done well.
I can relate to the ups and downs and dealing with the bottom dropping out.
As for crying.
Given my Earth Centrist outlook, and my own passionate interior, I envision emotional crying, as a reflection of every cell in my body, bursting with a passion (energy) that needs to go somewhere.
I mean like a pressure cooker, there needs to be a release - and for me that is what the crying seems for. Opening biological channels, giving the explosion of emotional stress (and the all the microscopic stuff it creates) escape vents.
A good passionate cry, not for public drama, you and yourself, the real deal. It having to come out and one just letting it happen. It flushes out pent up hurt/fear/anger/confusion, etc.
Allows the brain to recalibrate to new realities. (seems to me related to the moral of the Passion Play)
It helps us bring our thoughts back down to oneself and the really important things like the present moment and your body, health and sense of self and interior wellbeing. The people in your life, and the act and process of living one’s day to day with as much dignity as possible.
… (back to something ‘you’ wrote) … often “change” isn’t about a “choice” we make. Change gets thrust upon us. When the rug gets pulled out from under us - we are left to make choices and adapt, then we see where it takes us.
Decisions will have cascading consequences. So we try to steer the direction of those decisions.
What will I be present to?
How will the direction of my focus, interest and choices influence how my future circumstances unfold?
In my case, and on a metaphorical poetic level, thinking back to a couple decades ago with hindsight, I can see specific situations, that incrementally drew me towards this piece of land, and my wife, and new small community, needing me, as much as I needed them. “Psychic gravity” - related to karma.
Could have never planned it, but I still arrived “where” I wanted to be.
Brings me back to thinking about Free Will, in terms of tiny daily decisions
making choices in the moments,
choices that have direct cascading consequences on one’s future.
We calculate hoping our choices bring us closer to a future we want.
To me that seems like an exercise in “Free Will.”
Does that make any sense?
Excuse me for rambling, simply looking for an interesting discussion.
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