Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Morning Zen

That which defines us. Generations in the past and perhaps generations in the future all occurring at this moment. That nature of things and being. What is it that dictates who we are and what we are to become? Listening last night got to wondering of all the varied and diverse ways to be what are uniting factors in the journey. What brings us to the place and time and how is it we came to be here together and separate in this moment?

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

and what "makes" us "what" we are and "who" we are is probably a little more "predictable" than....
"WHY" we are.....
....it may be that in the "stash" of books there are one or two,
"No Two Alike" and "The Nurture Assumption" ( Judith Harris ) and another maybe book or two by Erik Kandel.....the shape of our minds
which dictate our actions, reactions, perspectives, beliefs and so forth, are "ALL" part of our "shaping" as a result of everything which "happened" to us and around us even BEFORE birth....
we may even be, in part, what our mother's ate during our gestation...definitely by any drugs they took during our gestation....
at some "point" in time, we have the opportunity to "escape" ...somewhat.....to become "what" or "who" WE want to be....."finding meaning... in the second half of life" by James Hollis....the journey is different but similar for each....
hhh

Anonymous said...

far more important, and challenging, to be the person you want to be than focus on what made you what you are. The question I like to ask myself in the morning: "Victim or victorious?" Only I get to choose. (although, sometimes I do forget that little fact....)

Anonymous said...

and how true that is....only I get to choose. That is the difficult issue. Regardless of what you think you think, the truth is, you have been molded....the truely victorious has probably escaped this society, or live in the communal environment just north of San Francisco...the fact that we are here in discussion is part of our molding....best wishes....
hhh