Pitcher Plant, Volo Bog
My daughter and I went to prowl around the Volo Bog again the other day. It was a lovely day, cool enough for us to really slow down and look at stuff. The Pitcher Plants were getting ready to bloom, along with starflowers and a few others. I’m happy to have this real bog right near my home.
I’ve been pondering things like fantasy, science fiction, sports… I hear people say, with all seriousness, that the human race will need to colonize Mars because this planet will prove unable to support us. I see people get lost in the worlds of vampires and zombies and identification with their local sports team. Finally I asked myself why this bothers me so much and this is what I’ve decided: it seems to me that people sense that they are disconnected from their true selves, but aren’t sure what that really is or where to find it. And so they move, switch jobs, distract themselves with alternate worlds. In “The Power of Now” Eckhart Tolle writes, “If you saw an angel but mistook it for a stone statue, all you would have to do is adjust your vision and look more closely at the “stone statue,” not start looking somewhere else. You would then find that there never was a stone statue.” I think that is how it is with everything. We won’t need to buy more stuff or build bigger houses or consume more substances if we can learn to look deeply within our own selves to find our eternal connection to what is real. And when we are there, we won’t need to trash this beautiful generous and life -generating planet because we will discover that we already have enough. We won’t need wars or frightening regimes to control us or tell us what to believe. We won’t need a new world order because we’ll see that the one we have is well worth taking care of. I don’t fault entertainments like fantasy or sports, I just feel nervous when I see society go unconscious in the pursuit of it.
By the way, I’m not saying angels are real…although they might be :)