The destruction or healing of the world hinges on which way this thought unfolds. Whether we pull things apart or put things together makes all the difference. Indeed, human history has unfolded with one pilgrim taking things apart and another putting them back together, and on and on.
As an example, let’s look at two very different explorers who both shaped the world as we know it: Christopher Columbus and Carl Jung. While Columbus crossed the ocean with the intent of breaking things down and retrieving whatever treasures he could find, Jung crossed an interior ocean with the intent of putting together whatever he might find to make treasures of what he already had.
We must ask what made one explorer set foot on a continent he’d never seen and proclaim, "This is Mine!", and what made the other bow and utter in humility, "I belong to this."
Perhaps the difference is that Columbus was searching outwardly with a predetermined sense of conquest when he reached the New World, and Carl Jung was searching inwardly with an undetermined sense of love when he reached the Unconscious. Both were clearly devoted to their search, but where Columbus was intent to separate and own, Jung was intent to unify and belong.
We must be watchful, for we suffer both the impulse to separate and own and the impulse to unify and belong. As our eyes shut and open repeatedly, we as builders take things apart and put them together repeatedly. Yet as wakefulness depends on keeping the eyes open, healing often depends on keeping things joined.
In love, in friendship, in seeking to learn and grow, in trying to understand ourselves, how often do we remove the wings of the thing before it has a chance to free us?
--Mark Nepo
SEED QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION: How do we remain watchful of the tendency to separate and own, while inculcating an impulse to unify and belong? Can you share a personal experience where you felt the tension between these two opposites? How do we keep joined the wings of things that can free us?
I see this same dichotomy in Iain McGilchrist's recent work The Master and His Emissary, in which he proposes that the difference between our brain's two hemispheres is in how their perceive, the left being detailed-oriented and the right being whole-oriented. It's a beautiful idea, exquisitely researched and articulate in his book, but more digestible in a 12-minute video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFs9WO2B8uI.
Thank you for your feedback Conrad. There is little tolerance in our culture for contradiction and ambiguity and this tendency reflects in some or may be all of my comments. I'll be looking into that. Thank you.
What a lovely synthesis of polar ideas! And how elegant in its economy of language. An arrow to the both the intellect and the heart.
Beautiful, Britt, as I read you I feel I am in that big sweater with you. You would love Khalil Gibran and his poetry. But I am still confused and must go to the end of that tether, thought.
I can't identify with any set of religious beliefs. Faith has not saved me, it hasn't saved the world. So I rely on thought. Thought will see me through. The irony is I am a non believer that now believes in thought.. Thought proceeds from knowledge and knowledge is both necessary and enjoyable. Pleasurable to follow one's curiosity as far and deep as it can take you. As a result the frontiers of my world expand. Both Columbus and Jung have contributed to it. But the question remains: has knowledge helped me to dissolve my contradictions, has it unified me, has it unified the world I live in? Can it? Because if it can't then I am constantly deluding myself and my world.
You in your you-ness and me in my me-ness. Skipping around the playground together holding hands. When the bell rings, you can be my teacher and I can be yours. When it gets cold outside, you can give me your sweater and I'll give you mine. Actually, lets just get one really big sweater so we can both fit inside and cuddle. But even if we wear the same sweater and we skip together in perfect rhythm. You stay you and I stay me. And you grow solid and strong like an oak tree. And I grow tall and beautuful like the redwood tree. And I watch you shed your leaves in autumn and grow new ones in the spring. Knowing that all the while your trunk is slowly growing. This is my promise to you.
I frequently feel the tension between two opposites.. I feel it's somewhat now. Sometimes I notice I have the tendency to separate and own, and other times I have an impulse to unify and belong. We keep enjoying the wings of things that can free us by being aware which helps us be those wings. Last week, Thierry had such a great statement I copied it. It applies at this moment. It states: "
"A beauty of the Indian tradition is to acknowledge that people have different inward complexions and that what is right for one is inadequate for the other. This is why there are different types of Yoga to suit different types of people and help them progress on their way, none being exclusive of another." Thank you for the opportunity to respond. Warm and kind regards to everyone