BEING CONSCIOUS: Part 4 — The Flower Show

[5 of 5—to begin click here:  BEING CONSCIOUS: A Brief Introduction]

So we're all talking together now—that's part of being a whir-king and it's a good start.

When we talk we start someplace and we build upon it.  This creates a conversation.  To have the simplest conversation we need two points of view—providing two voices and two sets of ears.  In this case one speaks and the other responds.  It's an interactive process whereby as one of us talks the other listens; then we switch.

To do this of course we need to share our language and build upon what's said using a common understanding of what we mean.  So talking is a form of parlay.  And parlaying is important if you want to play.

We don't play a game by stopping it every moment and starting again.  We begin the process and go with the flow, always building on what already is.  So flow is parlay too.  And parlay is a way of increasing flow. 

COMPLACENCY BREEDS DISASTER LIKE DUNG BREEDS FLIES

What’s the big deal about complacency?

What's all the fuss about?

Why even bother with it?

Those are good questions, thank you for asking.  Oh you didn't?  Well, that's not surprising really.  Neither has anybody else—much.  But we should be.

BOTHER

Complacency is an important concept that's easily overlooked.  It comes in the guise of mundane self-satisfaction that quite ironically ignores the practicalities of the mundane world, and this lack of awareness means potential problems are missed. It's a form of intellectual laziness really—an attitude that says, “I can’t be bothered”—and it leads to disaster.

Isn’t that a bit strong?  No, it's not.  It’s how we got into this world mess in the first place.  That makes it dangerous.

Complacency encourages the formation of an alter ego called 'little me.'  Little me doesn't feel connected to the outside world so it doesn't care.  But then because it doesn't connect it can't feel supported either.  Little me sees itself as vulnerable.  Little me feels all alone.

When we don’t consider the ramifications of little-me thinking, we automatically isolate and limit ourselves.  And that's a grave danger too because we can’t exist in isolation.  A jaded history trades this tale.  It serves those who feel the need to tell others what to do to pass this lore; so we think we can't do without their protection.  But this has never been true except inasmuch as we believed them.

Slowly, slowly, we’re beginning to wake up to the greater truth of a different song.  Some are marching to the beat of a different drummer beginning to see how we're all part of a greater dream, the great whole, the infinite One—and we have been all along.

Just as soon as we realize this fully, first individually and finally altogether, well, then we dance.