Sunday, May 22, 2005

Landscaping 101

So I was listening to some Pink Floyd the other day (seriously…no I wasn’t on drugs) and was intrigued by the ideas of making an entire album, and a double one at that, about emotional walls. The more I listened around, the more the subject came up among other artists.

Tom Petty: “All around your island, there’s a barricade” Walls
U2: “I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside” Where the Streets Have No Name
The Offspring: “Knock down the walls, it’s alive in you” Original Prankster
James McMurtry: “Can I help you tear your fences down” Don’t Waste Away

So what are these walls and where do they come from?

The idea of walls is that you subconsciously develop a series of beliefs that control and imprison you. In the world around you there is an infinite variety of people and ideas, yet most people tend to do the same things over and over. How much out there do we dismiss? How much of it is even conscious? There are so many things we do unconsciously. We have been trained and sheer repetition has made it so we don’t even think about it anymore. As an example, try writing out your name. Now go back and look at some of the individual letters. Which part of the letter did you write first? Could you start elsewhere and still end up with the same letter and look? Now, there really isn’t any reason to think about each letter of you handwriting, as it would be incredibly inefficient to try writing anything of length if you had to concentrate on each letter. But how many other things in your life are that way? What things are there that you do without even thinking? Are there some where you maybe should think about it? Has your knowledge or pride made you so sure of things that they are now bedrock and not even questioned and rarely thought about? Are there people or ideas that you simply won’t even entertain?

All right, so everyone has walls, now where do they come from? Roger Waters, the guiding force in Pink Floyd back in the day, seemed to blame teachers and his mother for getting his wall started. The lyrics from Mother are quite pointed: “Momma’s going to put all of her fears into you”, “Momma won’t let anyone dirty get through” and “Of course Momma’s going to help build the wall”. Your parents are generally your first and main source of early beliefs, so what they tell you can have a lasting effect. Perhaps teenage rebellion is a built in genetic safeguard. As for the educational system, no doubt about that one. How much of what we are taught are we told just to accept? Most classes seem to emphasize knowing things over understanding them. Though there are the great classes and teachers that make you think for yourself. But much of the educational system is there to train young people in ways that will make them productive proper citizens.

So is there a point to walls? Well sure there is. They do serve as a safeguard and mental defense that can help keep you on track. The ancient and medieval walls were a place of safety where people could retreat in times of danger. Similarly, when people or ideas start to make us uncomfortable, we will retreat, close up, not be open. In this way we can avoid embarrassment, discomfort, anxiety, and pain. Sometimes the concerns are just, but the walls can also keep out ideas. Think of the Berlin Wall. They may allow you to stay comfortable, but keeping the moments of despair out can also mean barring the entrance of extreme joy. Staying with the Pink Floyd theme, you lose your sense of wonder, build your walls and become Comfortably Numb. In essence, you aren’t living, you’re just waiting for the worms.

It’s a bit of trick, you can’t just tear down everything at once. For starters, you need to be able to recognize your walls. If you’re “Normal” it may be difficult. Your walls may be similar to those around you, making them difficult to recognize. But if you can get a little bit of different perspective, you may start to see yourself and others in a different light. Roger Waters for instance, was a world famous rock star. That likely provided a perspective that most people don’t have. Once you recognize your walls, well, then things get a lot harder. You have to venture outside your comfort zone, go into unfamiliar territory where danger may lurk. You have to let your defenses down and have a little trust that barbarian hordes will not come raging in. Maybe have faith, or trust in the words of Einstein. He said that each person experiences themselves, and their ideas and feelings, as something separated from the rest. He called this a kind of optical delusion of the conscious that imprisons us.

Of course you could opt to stay blissful and ignorant. After all, why disturb life in paradise? Here’s one reason. Those walls that get built nice and high keep light from getting in. They keep you from knowing more about yourself. They limit you, imprison you, keep you from finding yourself.

If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you.

A couple of final thoughts
#1. I managed to use Einstein and Pink Floyd in the same blog.
#2. This subject is fascinating and really tripping me out (No, I’m not on drugs). So if anybody has any thoughts, please feel free to share them with the comments option. Come on…push your comfort level.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Out of Time

I must’ve stumbled somewhere along the way. Did you ever have one of those days where somewhere in the course of events, something slipped. It was as though you stepped out of time at a certain point. You are no longer relative, nothing seems to be quite right, to have any meaning. Nobody has the perspective that you do. Everyone around you is either a step ahead or a step behind.

According to Einstein, everything except light is relative. Those that have the same reference see things in the same way. Therefore I must have stepped out of time the other day. Nothing around me seemed quite real. Within my own frame of reference everything was normal, but the outside seemed to be out of sync. I heard words and sentences but very few of them seemed to register. Every conversation seemed a bit off. Almost as if I wasn’t quite there. Even in big city traffic with three lanes going the same way, there wasn’t a single car within 100 ft of me. There were a bunch up ahead and a bunch behind, but none in my vicinity. I must have stumbled, for just a second, somewhere, at sometime. Now............. how to catch back up?

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Open Those Curtains

They say that the eyes are the windows into the soul. Interestingly enough, if you look into your own eyes in the mirror you will see a reflection. Our eyes are the instruments through which we receive most of our information about the outside world. The eyes are the windows into the soul not because of what you can see in other people’s eyes but what they have seen through theirs. Indeed, the angle or distance from which something is viewed affects tremendously what we see. And what we see in turn shapes or reflects who we are, at least according to most of the psychiatric and psychological knowledge that is out there. We take in and act out. We are what we eat. Sort of like a giant, very complex reaction chamber. Experiences and information is filtered in through our senses, processed by our brain and output as our character. But what is deeper than just our perceptions? What is there to begin with that our experiences may not shape but only serve to bring out? What is behind the reflection? What is on the other side? Is there something that is utterly you that was not shaped by the world around you?