Miss World contest question: “Why do you think education is important?” I can’t remember what the woman said, but I remember thinking to myself: “because only when you learned more, you realized how much less you knew before”.
When you can’t seem to find the motivation to start something, start with something easy from your close environment, with an item that is temporarily out-of-order (it has gained new features, which make it hard to use, in the purpose it was built for) such as cleaning the coffee kettle (or any other pot, in which you boiled milk or made tea). It’s not a scientific method, but if you’re not a certified hoarder, chances are you’ll have a productive day. Once rinsed, the kettle becomes a contrasting point to the rest of he things around the kitchen that need attending. It becomes the starting point of cleaning, and it sends a signal to the brain, which knows something has begun and it has to be finished.
When you study, learn and discover new things, your brain gains momentum, in the same way you gained it when you started to clean that kettle. Once you develop the habit of making connections between things and seeing the bigger picture from which those things are a part of, you become more aware, and from understanding of things comes a calm, positive energy; something which you can build upon.
Curiosity is still free; use it. Not being at least curious can be the worst investment you ever made, and not even know it.
The decision to wash the kettle has the same effect on the kitchen and the house, as the realisation that you can think for yourself and that nothing can stop you from learning things for yourself.
Before you have inertia, you need to have momentum. It’s what fuels both consciousness and unconsciousness. The more you know, the more you realise you know so little, but the connections which are made during that process leave little room for unconsciousness. This is the moment in which chaos crosses over to order, “sense” becomes a word with meaning, not just some letters with no space between them. Unconsciousness feeds from the lack of understanding, the lack of will, order or purpose.
The basic structure of our personality is built on decision or indecision. The memories that we relive 50 times more, before we get tired of recycling them, or realise it’s too late to fight with the negativity resulted from that, the mental dusty collections of old rigid rules, which nobody follows anymore but yourself, they all have a correspondent in the physical world in your proximity, in the stuff that didn’t get the chance to be washed or cleaned, or put back in its place; in the kitchen, on the hallway, under the bathroom sink, on the balcony, on the computer-and-100-other-things desk, or your bag. This correspondence can be also found in our bodies, sooner or later, and it translates into pain and dis-ease. Uneasiness is unfortunately underestimated, although it never lies. Who has time for such nonsense as sleeping and drinking plenty of water, or meditating?
We settle for less, expecting a divine reward, but we forget that, in fact, we were given a divine space for free, and we are bound to take care of it.
We mistake escapism for wellbeing. Who bothers with the side-effects of a late-night, high-protein, Bacchic blast menu? There must be a pill for it.
When a messy environment becomes a natural state, it’s a sign that something needs resolving. Things put forever on hold accumulate a negative tension, and soon they will become like a huge luggage put in a tight place, and at first bump in the road, it will fall on our heads.
Nothing urgent springs out of nowhere; it is the result of poorly managed pre-existing conditions.
Yes, there is a type of order in chaos too; some even find inspiration in it. But it’s a fine line between a creative chaos, and the one which forms in the shadow of unfulfilled dreams, and apparently meaningless experiences. The choice of which to live in belongs to us, and it has different outcomes.
It may seem paradoxical, but at a certain level, chaos and order function in the same way; the difference is that one of them is easier to maintain. The difference can be huge. The difference is us.
Versiunea în română: https://soulpatterns.wordpress.com/2013/04/15/ibricul-si-creierul-colectionarii/