Declaration of Misfitting

Declaration of Misfitting

“Since it is man’s unfitness–his being an outcast and an outsider on this planet–which started him on his unique course, it should not seem anomalous that misfits and outsiders are often in the forefront of human endeavor and the first to grapple with the unknown. The impulse to escape an untenable situation often prompts human beings not to shrink back but to plunge ahead. Moreover, it is in accord with the uniqueness of the human pattern that the misfits of the species should try to fit in not by changing themselves but by changing the world. Hence their bent for reform, innovation, tinkering, and plunging. Thus we find misfits in the vanguard of the settlement of new lands and the elaboration of new ways and methods in the economic, political, and cultural fields.” — Eric Hoffer, The Unnaturalness of Human Nature, from a collection of essays The Ordeal of Change, 1952.

I have come to recognize how much personal energy has been trapped by a denial that I am, indeed, a misfit. I do significant inner work with mindfulness and energetic attention. It is a factor for most of us that maintaining denials and suppressions, and keeping ancient secrets, removes some quanta of energy from usefulness in living life. Getting free is for me a process of controlling the costs of adaptive thoughts and feelings. It is, in my opinion, a worthy work to examine one’s own mind and escape the control of adaptive thoughts inherited and embellished in pre-conscious childhood.

I had the misperception for many years that others saw and understood word concepts and images in a manner like my own. Not that I exalt myself overmuch these days, as to intellectual acumen. I just appreciate that my observational platform of mind is unique in its breadth and reach. I like Hoffer. He lived as a working man, observed carefully, and wrote from authentic first-person narrative. I recently looked up the Colonel Bob character celebrated by the naming of the Colonel Bob Wilderness on the Olympic Peninsula. The namesake is Robert Ingersol, an orator of the Golden Age of Freethought. In Illinois, he spoke, against the grain, of slavery, religion (he was agnostic) and suffrage. I like this guy also. He was not to hold public office above attorney general. In my humble way, these essays I produce declare what personal authority I have acquired thus far, and take a jab at a human world afflicted by its own predispositions.

Fitting is normally considered a good thing. As a carpenter of many years experience, I have had much to do with adapting square boxes to un-level and un-straight building surfaces. This activity is sometimes called coping, as is the cutting the shape of a trim profile to butt a corner rather than mitering. Coping is good. I must adapt to some extent in order to effect a livelihood in the world. However, the point is well made that perfect adaptation to a dysfunctional system can hardly be called sanity. Once I realized the system to harbor much dysfunction, coping to it seemed more perverse and difficult. I am not a particular success in the world of capital and career.

Ahh, there is nothing like a good fit! I love fitting in. I love not having to misrepresent myself to fit in. I love blending and harmonizing in a choir. So, what is it that has me exalting the idea of misfit today? I married a black woman in the 70’s. I have a lovely daughter of that union who identifies more or less with the black community in her city. I have watched the disparagement of the earth by industry, and the externalizing of the costs on human community by industrial corporations. Collectively, our economic system has all but destroyed the family farm, known to be more efficient per acre, for huge agro-business which grows huge amounts of material which is of questionable nourishing quality and also extends markets globally making a dependence on international shipping and the weaknesses inherent in this. The water table is pumped below recoverable levels all over our country. This aquifer problem is coming our way soon. With modern technology, we are succeeding in over-harvesting fish world-wide. Government subsidies make it possible to consume beef products inexpensively at fast-food restaurants. This subsidy makes it affordable for many to hurt themselves with poor diet. One can go on with conspiracies of the undoing of health and life for profit.

I mentioned above work in one’s personal levels. I do not mind calling attention to the fact that the rearing of children, the unreadiness of young parents, often the unstudied adamance of grandparents are all too typified by the harshness of the playground. Children are very hard on each other. Usually, anomalies and suspected differences are hammered upon with great fervor. This is the playground of the ego, a particularly unyielding opponent. We each have one, and often enough, are one. One of the reasons I am an advocate for the initiation schema supported by The Mankind Project and similar groups is the effective bestowal of the essential toolkit for managing one’s mind and behavior. The prospect that we collectively take back our world from the systematizers and bean-counters is a delicious prospect. I am happy to imagine more and more of our children growing with a support network that promotes all the good things about human nature, and grooms an awareness of the shadows that erupt time and again. Watching shadow for an initiated person involves mindfulness and mission, not reaction and attack. This is very simply put, a choice for love over fear. In the world, this would be a choice for the power of Love v. the love of Power.

It has been my experience, and this is ratified with many colleagues in circles of transformation, that not only happiness, but performance and effectiveness is hampered by the load of guilt that is the burden we carry. My sensitivity to and ability to understand feeling has grown greatly in recent years. I find that there has been literally, a hampering and shutting down of my mental resources due to this burden. There is, observing in myself, a head-aching feeling and an angst that runs through the body like a hot wire of discontent. I find, when this schema is active, that I cannot handle complexity and generally discount my ability to understand and manage information, even for my personal good. It is not hard for me to imagine that such a syndrome can lead to falling down. I look to the disconnected and displaced with sympathy and sadness. Clearly, we too often are taught to beat ourselves up. The ghosts of pummeling and threat of fracture haunt me at these times, and sometimes I lose my inner sight for a while. I feel that this experience is not so special. It is also likely, as uncomfortable as it is, that many self-medicate and bury beneath callous the feedback from the body that I am a misfit that needs some work. Rather than fitting the world, seen as untrustworthy due its painful response to me, I deepen and delve for the Truth of my Being and nature. I find at last a Teacher within and learn to use the technologies of attention to release guilt and shame for the sake of a personal expression which serves the soul that I am.

As a misfit, I find a way. As a misfit, I find my brothers. As a misfit, I show out this way in my diligence and my life. As a misfit, I even risk the financial danger of no money or job, if I need to heal and grow rich in awareness and practice for a time. I come to fit the universe of my intentional cosmology. I reach ever for a more inclusive view, and greater altitude. Also, I call upon the four directions, the above, the below, the within, the without, and ground my vehicle to this lovely planet and its peoples crying out for love. I am not proud to be a misfit. I am glad that my heart is a loving one, and that I have work to do in its service. We often say “it is what It is,” when declaring an inability to change one thing or another. This implies fitting in to insanity, often enough. I celebrate “That Which Is,” and declare that what appears to be in our collective world is misfit to vision of human mature potential that I hold dear. If I were to work a miracle today, it would be that we see more Truly, find love and acceptance more easily, and respond more readily. I will bring my jumbo crayons, and as many of my marbles as I can find.

As a declared elder, I think of these things.


Religion, Politics and Mission

Unfortunately, religion an politics have in common the difficulty of examining intellectual material in the level in which the material resides. These two works describe programmatic responses to the world to organize life. I feel largely the same about political concerns as I do about religion. Usually, there is some attempt to accord with what is perceived as true, and to create systems of understanding and behavior, these systems fall far short of what we find over time is more true. Large paradigms of thought permeate the extensions of civilization effort. Evolution is required. Evolution can have a steady, conscious flow to it, or can have instead the quality of tectonic plates slipping and adjusting, with the resulting quakes and tsunamis.

What has been programmed into religion are thoughts that separate us from the creator, see that one as a punishing and judging one, and threaten us with hell and damnation unless we accord with someone’s interpretation of one book or another. All blessing under these paradigms are conditional. Many categories of persons whose natures are apart from the interpretations have been marginalized and stricken, even to mass murder. In my life, I have noticed this as a partial Native American, a bi-gender individual, one who married a black woman in the 70’s. I consider myself an average example of the diverse experiences most of us bring to tomorrow.

Some of the religious paradigm leaks into politics, as we see with the ongoing debates about birth (abortion), death (with dignity) and what is recognized as a legitimate union between individuals (marriage). We have an economy based on a philosophy of scarcity and reptilian competition. A monetary system that creates debt with every dollar, and expands for banking profit through interest, is enslaving and not sustainable. Draconian efforts have resulted in a Federal Reserve Act and the 14th Amendment to the US Constitution which have empowered corporate artificial persons and bonded them to government, all under the reptilian enactment of capitalism. Capitalism taken as a moral philosophy is bankrupt in its origins. Whatever the reptile gets away with is OK. We just make a new law to attempt to guide the dragons behavior.

I believe it is possible to consider the diversity of human thought in a universal way. If I enfold science and mathematics, and philosophies and religious reports, spiritual studies and techniques, engineering and psychology, music and song, If I can enfold in myself the engineer and artist, the mystic and the martyr, and the soldier and the mother, and the grandparent, and so on, I have the possibility of a whole-cloth perception. I call what this requires ‘altitude.’ A more inclusive view from altitude allows the greater fabric of politics and religion and economies to fall into a tapestry from which patterns of activity and development can be noticed.

What goes unnoticed at large is the work of evil thought (contrary to life) that has the smarts to use all knowledge of psychology for marketing, Despite the conspiracy to control the planet through its monetary and economic systems, and to facilitate this through warfare and miscreant attitudes, we have had a measure of individual peace, for those of us lucky enough to be OK in our modern lives. I believe it is fair to say that the emergent human paradigm is one of inclusion, of diversity, and of sharing. It is fair to say we are creatures whose home is a spiritual home, and we are striving in a physical experience. How we actualize our understanding of this will eventually drive the practical affairs of religion and politics. I see a wave of awareness running about the globe. It is not  avoidable to feel at least somewhat dissatisfied with the observance of how we humans have organized ourselves, and police ourselves. It appears to me sometimes that there is so much that is upside-down and backwards, that that which is forward and upright is an unwanted anomaly.

This is to say that thoughts are things. We can own them, or they can ride roughshod over us. I say this for the matter of managing my personal mind, and I say this for the management of the human experience. Perhaps it is best to avoid discussion of the complexities of religion and politics in sacred circles. I suggest that another approach is to hold forth on ever more inclusive understanding and conscious creation along the lines of the more complete and universal paradigm of our grandchildren. I would continue to dispatch thoughts from my personal mind which have limited my expression and celebration of my individuality, to hold for myself a mission of unfoldment in alignment with what I would consciously create. This mission touches the world as a pebble in a pond. We are many pebbles.

Universal Citizenship

Men, male and female,

I have been loving the exchange regarding spirit and religion, and think this morning to share some thoughts I have found useful.

We come to a turning time in the evolution of our species and our planet. It would seem to any person that what has gone before has taken a very long time. Yet in the observance of years, decades, centuries, and eons, our advent in the earth is a very thin line indeed. The deployment of consciousness has been rapid in comparison to geological time. There are many mysteries, and the grand mystery of existence. We have addressed these questions in various ways and with various degrees of actual and presumed authority. We as a species have built many golden halls, in thought and in the earth. Shadow also has tailed us and even leapt ahead, railroading collective creativity to various pits of doom, world wars, armageddon dreams. I have grown up in a sad world. The noble striving of the good and seemingly endless reports of war, starvation, and horror have filled my data stream for decades. My generation is the first to have had TV added to radio and movies as the huge data streams we have enjoyed and endured.

Part of the data stream in my life has been the availability of literature and experiences developed from the spiritual and religious traditions around the world over a very long time line. The practice of reason through science and mathematics has been a great blessing with the rigor of thought and requirement to recall the origins of lines of thought; primary assumptions and axioms. Logic has also welled up to assist me in engaging many thought systems in a meaningful way with structural observations of consistency and anomaly. Faith gets us in trouble over and over, for we learn eventually that everyone has 100% faith. What matters is the belief in systems of thoughts. Whether for good or ill outcomes, our feelings and motivations follow the thoughts in which we believe. I have found this to be true individually as a great gift of understanding, for it is possible to release thoughts of blind perception and encompass by choice more congruent and integrated thoughts. It is also true collectively, for our experience in the world is shaped by what we actualize as a people. I believe that there is a symbolic coherence between the thought system of individuals and the collective. The good news is that collective thought can be responsive in a way similar to cultivation of a mature, complete, wholesome individual.

It has been my experience that exposure and investigation of the esoteric technologies and histories is advisable. I have now the great benefit of understanding the mind which I am, and how to cultivate it in a useful and meaningful way. Before Freud and Jung, we could not even speak of such things as soul, psyche, ego, complexes, and so on. Now, there is a flow of insightful renderings which not only assist the understanding, but provide technology for practical effect. It has been said that BELIEF is the most powerful force on the planet. In a world run by the reptilian brain, despots have oft burned libraries and destroyed intellectual classes as a way to control the population. We have the possibility of awakening, en mass, in a volume of persons not before seen on this beautiful and painful blue planet.

The Earth is evolving also. I see this tired old girl as a very dangerous place to live. There is substantial danger geo-physically in tectonic adaptations, the spinning of  a liquid core, and the circulatory patterns of weather. There also is substantial danger astro-physically, for there is dark bits cruising through the same space we traverse with our wonderful living spaceship. To perceive the parameters of any system, I believe most would agree, requires a view-point which can encompass the greater system in which the subject system resides. A  lovely motivator is that we need each other. Caring for each other as shipmates on a cosmic voyage enfolds all the good of all the great teachings. So I dare to make the following assertion for our benefit and entertainment.

I am a citizen of the universe. I have received the blessing of scientific observation and insight that allows me to vision planets, star systems, and galaxies. I have come to believe the universe is alive, and that this is one of many living worlds in which consciousness is expanding. I have come to believe that there is a hierarchy of levels and dimensions beyond the perception of the body’s senses and that there is present help in the organized intelligence that persists outside of our time/space apparent reality. I have come to understand that my mind is split. I have a personal life with a body and an ego, an also a life in the psyche, the soul with which I may learn to identify and to serve. As I take, by practice, a seat in my soul, I am granted a fearlessness that allows the patterning in my person to transform in alignment with my evolving preferences for enlightenment and world service. The practice of faith in my life, as my cosmology evolves, is become my religion. My religion is my own. I am happy to experience overlapping world-views and sensibilities with many others, yet no one person or group is likely to mirror me precisely. Thanks to Spong and others, my Christian vector of connection with the divine has been wrenched away from the controlling despots of the churches. There is, in my world, a Creator. There is a Son, Christians and esoteric masters call Christ, which is a way of claiming the truth of divine extension of the soul of me. What we refer to as the Holy Spirit is a direct vector to Source which comes as an answer to the confusion of the Big Bang and our temporary perception of separation. One glance here to evil is the notion that the creative hierarchy has individuals within it that have the possibility of going adverse to the plan. On more than the physical level, we have the possibility of making new choices in a field of potentials, some of which are true, and some not.

An assertion to remember is that, as I work to heal my own small pains and confusions, some benefit extends to the collective. There are possibilities that such blessing and healing reaches also through time. This potential to serve the world effectively by doing my inner work has been a powerful motivator for me, for I did not and still oft do not, perceive myself as a worthy contributor to the world, my family, my community. So I say to you that religion is personal thing. It reflects how I support myself in my days with the thoughts and tools available to me. My religion spans the shaman and the artist, the scientist and the philosopher, that which suffers, and that which is ever at peace. We have the possibility of object language, understanding that thoughts are but things. We enter into the world through a burning ring of fire to learn to choose, and to choose again, as these thought objects show their patterns on the ground. My teacher is no longer the ego, the past, the convention of idiocy.  I release the addiction to dualism, a sickness healed only by altitude. My teacher is the connection that has been granted me to Source, and what this brings forward in my waking life.

So, I say it is helpful to hold a generic spirituality and ceremonies that remind we persons of our souls and our connection to each other and the divine. It is a way to make a place to exchange the gifts we are and which we bring. It is a pot-latch of many tribes of multi-cultural beings. It is helpful to be grounded in axis mundi. I write to you now from the intersection of these directional vectors. The horizon of mystery is pushed back. I assert with my personal authority my informed will to good. I am a citizen of the universe, devoted to God and Goddess in its expression unfolding through me, and we of good heart.

As I sit here weeping, I dare to imagine I have danced these words well enough to ring a chime of Great Love. Blessing in this Holy Instant, and in the days that come.