Who Am I? [Who Are You?]
Is there something spooky about these long, quiet days in early August? I am in downtown Toronto, Canada and this summer of 2008 is a doozy, isn’t it! Or is it only me? This is not an idle thought because, as you may be aware, the outer world is entirely a reflection, a confirmation, of our inner maps of the various realities we are choosing to energize and inhabit. So, be aware!
[Our reality creation energies continuously project, as best they can, the moving average, as it were, of our present inner maps or energetic representations, into the worlds we experience around us. This outward manifestation of our inner maps is one of our autonomic powers, like breathing or digesting. None of this is the concern of the conscious mind whose job it is to express its passions and reach for the stars.]
Somewhat aimlessly I checked my current site and noticed that two slots in the ‘About’ menu were missing; “Who am I [Who are You], and “The ‘Dead Guys’”. I decided the dead guys could wait and tackled the ‘Who are We’ page, with the following results…
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Who am I – Who are you?
What follows at the bottom of this post is a quote from my Metaphysician’s Handbook, a site I created several years ago. In the meantime I have begun to understanding something about writing and that is the idea of gaining ‘traction’.
After a few years you start to get some traction going and once you’re in the groove – some may say you’re in it from the start – but once you hit your pace, it’s all gravy after that. You can’t start drawing artificial lines between this and that. So something I wrote five years ago is utterly as relevant today as it was then. If not more so!
I am starting to mine my own previous output and this is the perspective about writing I wanted to share. [all perceived aspects of ourselves are legitimate and have something unique and revelatory to offer - why would they be in our awareness otherwise?]
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Anyway, I decided just as I set out on my errands this afternoon I wanted a wine spritzer. So I get home with the wine alright, but no soda water. Bummer! Especially because I had already taken off my sweaty outdoor clothes and put on my indoor pants. I didn’t want to go out again!
Another part of me recalled our earlier plan for white wine spritzers on the deck. A very compelling and almost seductive point of view, very cogently presented! So we have at least three ‘me’s’ in this picture; the me that wants to stay home, the me that wants to go to the corner store for some soda, and the me that is observing all of us.
It was fun to observe this little contest, partly because ‘me’ as the observer didn’t really care which way the game went. Putting your pants back on and going around the corner is no big deal. On the other hand, you can always use lots of ice and a little fruit juice – you don’t really need soda.
Each camp spun out powerful images in support of their side… [see Disney’s ‘Battle of the Sorcerers’ in “Fantasia”] Seductive visions of cold fizzy drinks on the deck were projected into sharp focus by one side.
This was simultaneously countered with tempting relief about not having to go out again, and just sitting down right now! Along with the easy option of using lots of ice and maybe juice with the wine later.
What was fascinating was that there was actual negotiation going on too. It was enchanting to see how brutally honest and yet simultaneously open to cooperation, I am with myself. The ‘stay home’ part of me offered the recipe described above – let’s call them pseudo-wine spritzers or even almost sangria type drinks… [This can be seen as a trial balloon floated up into the space between aspects.]
The other aspect immediately responded, not by countering the slippery slope to sangria, but by clarifying it’s needs. It wanted a ‘fizzy’ drink for the deck, that was slightly alcoholic… It was all about the sexy feeling of that fizzy drink!
There was no answer for this and the ‘outside pants’ side won. I have only just returned with the soda water, and am enjoying a delicious and refreshing spritzer, as we speak. – indoors in fact because it’s a brutally hot day out there, even now.
Can it be true that the most vividly imagined thing happens?
So who won, and who lost? It was all me, even though it was very closely argued on both sides! One side won and it really doesn’t matter which, but what IS interesting is how it won! [And I guess writing this from the position of the observer is winning again. Is there no end to the winning!]
The winning aspect found a quality in the desired experience that it was not willing to give up. In doing this, a heartfelt image of the desired ‘fizziness’ was generated, thus refining and directing material creation energies to produce the precise experience desired.
All the rest is just details as the universe re-arranges itself around this thoroughly resonant intent. So whichever aspect has the best image[ination] wins! Just like in the sorcerer movie!
[If you can imagine things more adroitly than your so-called opponents, everybody wins!]
What follows is the first chapter of The Metaphysician’s Handbook, circa 2003.
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Self – 1
‘Who am I’ at first seems self-evident. This is me. The guy who got out of bed this morning, the guy who is writing this now is myself.
I am also though, the infant born 53 years ago and every ‘me’ in between then and now. A huge succession of nows within which I was always me. The me now is the same in some essential way as all the other me’s that have gone before.
But each me is different too. I am not the same me that I was as a child or a teenager. In fact I am not the same as I was when I got out of bed this morning.
We have a paradox. Every now brings a new me and yet somehow the same me. Accepting this seeming contradiction allows me to sense and explore the ‘spacious present’ when all of my selves collect into here and now.
This is Self. The totality of all of my awarenesses focused in this moment of life. Self is a given. I have done nothing to be worthy of it, and can do nothing to avoid it. Self in the Now is not simply the grandest power in the universe, it is the only power in the universe!
