Difference,
The
difference between my writing and the writing of others is that my text, this
text, comes from my ability to have Embodied Language (EL), while others can
only write from Disembodied Language (DL), because they don't know the
difference yet between DL and EL. In DL
everyone wants to be right, but in EL you are always right.
In DL
we only pretend to talk with each other, but both the talking and the listening
are acted. DL is, without anyone seeming to notice, the way we are used to
dealing with each other and with ourselves. Naturally, this comes with all
sorts of problems. What a huge difference it is to have EL. It is so
interesting, pleasant and natural, because everyone is always right.
Because
of our unconscious DL, we get endlessly stuck in the conflict over who is,
supposedly, right. It comes back to competition, which is always, exclusively
and alone, about who is in charge, who has the power or who is the strongest,
richest, most cunning and most inhuman. And, we also remain trapped, in the
self-image, in the verbal delusion that others have created of us and that we,
in turn, with DL, have created of ourselves.
I'm
not stuck with my words. The great difference between your language and my
language, is that my voice produces the words which, to me, always show my
freedom, even if everyone wants to deny or undo that freedom. It is curious, so
many people are so eager to take away the freedom of others. But the
helplessness of those who allow themselves to be led by others – which, in DL, is
everyone - has nothing to do with freedom. Yes, when it comes to our DL,
believe it or not, we are all in the same boat.
Whether
you are an oppressor of others or a victim of the oppression of others, both of
you are always just preserving DL. Simply put, DL is the language in which the
speaker dominates and suppresses the listener, even though the listener is him
or herself the speaker. So, in DL - whether we want to admit it or not - we are
all, so to speak, in a constant conflict with ourselves. Having power, armies,
prestige, fame, money, houses, yachts, planes, listeners, followers, admirers
and speech-writers, which goes hand in hand with the oppression of others,
never causes us to fearlessly, live our life from freedom.
Due
to our automatic participation in DL, which was dictated by our conditioning,
we remain paranoid all our lives, because there are always pirates on the
horizon, ready to take from us, what we, with much pain and effort, managed to get a hold of.
Everyone clings, to their wet blanket, to DL. We desperately hang onto the
meager, artificial, rubbish we own or believe to possess. Also, people
fanatically believe in anything and everything, because they have never
recognized the great difference between DL and EL.
In fact, all of life is a conversation.
Since we haven't had EL yet,
we can’t see it that way, but
all depends on whether we
can talk about it and, of
course, how we talk about it.
In other words, everything
revolves around how we
deal with our language.
With DL, we cannot
understand ourselves
and gain a healthy
perspective, that is
why we are always
compulsively trying
to prove ourselves right,
to others. There is, however,
nothing to prove to
ourselves, so talking to
ourselves – which is
the foundation of EL –
is the only beginning
of genuine communication.
Just
as it was getting light, I was jogging in Upper Bidwell Park this morning, on a
winding, rocky path. It's finally nice and cool again today. I listened to my
gasps and, suddenly, it felt, as if my breath was talking to myself. I didn't
say anything, but still I told myself, I was going up steeply, then running
down and then over some flatter terrain again. Also, sometimes, I had to
recover from all the effort and slow down again, but at other times, it seemed
as if I was being carried by the wind.
I listened
to the alternating sound of my footsteps. Because of the ever-changing terrain,
my steps told an ancient history. Jumping over the rocks, I heard the wonderful
story of this beautiful path, in which everything seemed to be contained. Even
though I know that path, because I've jogged there before, it's different every
time. Sometimes it's hard, sometimes it's easy, sometimes it's unexpected and
sometimes it's just as I remembered it. I always jog to the big basalt rocks,
where I go for a swim. That last part, before I get there, goes down and down.
It's such a nice thing, to jog downhill and to hold yourself back, that you
don't go too fast.
Things
were also different today, because there were some mosquitoes, who apparently
could easily keep up with my not so fast pace. I felt their bites, thrashed
around and quickened my speed, but they kept following me. I was only liberated
after I dived into the wonderful water. I swam around and let the water wash
over me, at the small waterfalls. My body slid along the rocks, as I swam to my
favorite spot. My language is so pure in nature. It's such a relief to be
there. I also did some Qi-Gong exercises and made slow, large circles with my
hands and arms and this sacred place told me, it is really me, who is
experiencing all this beauty and peace.
I
am now home and sitting in the garden. We did some shopping and will eat pizza,
in a short while. It's Saturday and I
have nothing else to do. The wind blows softly and a cooing pigeon lets me know,
I'm going to take it easy today. I hear the wind chimes in the neighbor's yard,
but know, I have nothing to do with what others believe or how they live. When
I was young, I was very curious about that. I wanted to experience, how people
live in other countries and cultures. I found out that, despite differences, we
all really want the same thing. Everyone wants EL, because it means security,
stability and fairness. EL makes such a difference. It is incomprehensible, we still
haven't started to deal properly with our own language, as only that can save
us from the inevitable downfall we are heading for with our DL.
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