people

Someone is always in the way

“Someone is always in the way.”

I thought I wrote that thought here many years ago, but I just searched and couldn’t find it. It was my predominant thought after living in Alaska, and then moving back to the Lower-48. In Alaska you can go to a lot of places and find solitude, and when you go to the grocery store it isn’t crowded, but as soon as I came back to the Lower-48 I constantly found that someone was always in my way, standing in front of me, at the grocery store, in the Rocky Mountain National Park, wherever.

I need to find people who will talk about the universe and souls

I don’t remember the original source of this image, but I like it: “I need to find more people who will sit and talk about the universe and souls and consciousness with me for hours.”

When I saw this again today I was reminded of the time I ended up in Vail, Colorado, talking to a younger version of myself.

A conversation from the movie Powder

Lindsey: Don’t tell me you’re seeing inside them again. (long pause) What are people like, on the inside?

Jeremy: Inside most people there’s a feeling of being separate, separated from everything.

Lindsey: And?

Jeremy: And they’re not. They’re part of absolutely everyone, and everything.

Lindsey: Everything? I’m part of this tree? Part of my dog barking over fences? You’re telling me that I’m part of some fisherman in Italy, on some ocean I’ve never even heard of? There’s some guy, sitting on death row, I’m part of him, too?

Jeremy: You don’t believe me.

Lindsey: It’s hard to believe that. All of that.

Jeremy: That’s because you have this spot that you can’t see past. (Putting his finger on her forehead.) My grams and gramps had it, a spot where they were taught they were disconnected from everything.

Lindsey: So that’s what they’d see if they could? That they’re connected?

Jeremy: And how beautiful they really are. And that there’s no need to hide, or lie. And that it’s possible to talk to someone without any lies, with no sarcasms, no deceptions, no exaggerations or any of the things that people use to confuse the truth.

(A conversation from the movie Powder.)

Learn to say, “I hope that works out for you”

“Learn to say, ‘I hope that works out for you’, rather than trying to ‘fix’ or change people.”

~ from Maryam Hasnaa, image by tinybuddha.com

(I see a lot of people who bring stress on themselves by trying to control friends, relatives, and partners. Unless you’re someone’s boss in a place of work, you should ask yourself, “Why do I feel the need to try to control other people?”)

Other people have to be who they are ...

“It’s a bit of a riddle, but other people in your life have to be who they are so you can be(come) who you are.”

~ me, November 21, 2015

Trying to find a way to love all beings alvin September 20, 2019 - 6:50am

I was writing with a friend recently about trying to find a way to love all beings, and she sent me this quote:

“I leave you free to be yourself: to think your thoughts, indulge your tastes, follow your inclinations, behave in ways that you decide are to your liking.”

When I read that it made me think something like, “I love you (your spirit), and I acknowledge that you’re a separate being here on Earth. I can’t control you, I can’t make you act in a way that I want you to behave (i.e., in a non-harmful way), so I just have to let you be, so you can work out your own karma.”

For some reason that gives me hope that there is a way I can love all beings (not just the good ones).

Namaste, Al

People Are People, Depeche Mode

Now you’re punching and you’re kicking
And you’re shouting at me
I’m relying on your common decency

So far it hasn’t surfaced
But I'm sure it exists

It just takes a while to travel
From your head to your fist

~ from the song, People Are People

Every now and then a group of people assumes the traits and behaviors of sociopaths

This is a fun response from this Ask Polly Q&A:

“Your in-laws are next-level, off-the-charts batshit.

Every now and then, a group of people assumes the traits and behaviors of sociopaths. Maybe one person in the group completely and permanently lost their doughnuts several decades prior, and slowly, each member of the group learns that playing along with this singular menace is the only way to survive. Eventually, the members of the group are so utterly confused and gaslit by each other that they enforce the will of the group and nod along with bizarre opinions until they can’t even remember what it means to think logically or have free will or behave like other regular human beings on the face of the planet.

Because these people are confused and weak and angry — and because they’re rendered increasingly more confused, weak, and angry by their exposure to each other — they tend to have less and less contact with those outside the group. And when they do encounter someone who’s not in the fold, they recoil and attack. Anyone who questions the group is attacked with words and actions. Anyone who questions the group is bad, and the group is good.”