A balancing act suggests two sides to an axis, two sides to a flip, white and black, large and small, empty, full, young and old, us and them, good and evil, life, death, humans, earth. What if this is a lie? What if there really is only one side? No divisions, only wholeness? The dual nature of reality assumes a position of separateness. Western thinking along with its mechanistic interpretation of the world has conditioned us to believe separateness as a fact.
Our ego is proof of this paradigm. We are told that there is a world out there that exists independently of us and frankly quite ruthless and indifferent to our fate. In this argument we are fortuitous coincidences actualizing irrelevantly in a cooling stew of possibilities. A river of randomness.
On the contrary, when told that there is no separateness between you and the other, between you and the world out there, we struggle with fierce inner opposition. In this apparently limitless huge dark void we call the universe, we need to cling on to an identity.
We think that in order to survive we must defend this separate thing we call ourselves. We experience the world by contrasting things, this from that, up, down, far, near, big, small. This illusion of contrasting things is hard to give up; when we assign a name to each contrasting item, they become fixed in our mind. This activity defines the world that surrounds us cataloging all we experience into a library of recollections and symbols that represent them. All our memories and hard-die beliefs define who we are and we constantly reinforce these beliefs with our thoughts and daily actions.
But wait a minute, modern science has found it is impossible to determine where the “I” ends and the “out there” begins. The idea we exclusively exist inside our skin is erroneous. Science has investigated extensively and not found the I within this shell you call you. A more current theory is that we extend out there and we are part of a larger web of interconnectedness. In this new paradigm, what ever is out there is an extension of who we are. The environment out there is an expression of who we are and what we do to it we do to ourselves.
As a consequence of humanities obsession with materialism, we follow a pathological trend, a fine line where balance can tip and be broken. If we continue to identify with the notion of the environment as inexhaustible commodity put there to be torn down with arrogance and greed, we are in for ferocious adjustment. This attitude is taking us to critical corners; radical change will replace this thinking and we will begin to heal. We can prevent further mismanagement of our home planet blue. It behooves us to collectively wake up to the reality that environment and mind-body are extensions of each other, inseparably connected and more of a whole.
Only then will the acrobat within approach equilibrium allowing our galactic mission to complete its travels wobbling in spirals along the sun and milky-way.
Carlos Cuellar Brown
Image: Sigur Ross