Ritual matks the waning of belief and onset of confusion
Lao-Tzu
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Hello Stuart
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As far as I know and believe, my sister never gambled a day in her life, never even bought a lottery ticket I'm sure. She went on a vacation to Las Vegas, Nevada to stay with two friends who were also not gamblers. One day they went on a tour of the casinos, purely as tourists. When she got back east she said that she didn't think the gamblers in those casinos were enjoying themselves because no one was smiling. I asked if she smiled while she was balancing her check book. She said she didn't, and I said it was because she was concentrating on numbers, which is exactly what the gamblers were doing. They smile when they win but the rest of the time they are in deep concentration, particularly the poker players.
One morning I caught a group of children rehearsing a choreographed dance outside near Central Park. They were getting ready to join a festival and the teacher was putting them through the dance tightening things up. He kept saying "smile, smile." They were concentrating so hard on the dance no one was smiling. I've seen majorettes and baton twirlers in high school bands with the same stern look on their faces.
Our lives are filled with rituals. Cooking a meal, especially from a recipe, following the instructions to set up the back yard barbeque, turning on the computer and getting to your home page. All of these things require concentration. We may smile in satisfaction when the job is done but in the meantime "Don't disturb me."
We have rituals that help get along in life, at home, on the job. in school. But there are some rituals that have become dangerous. There are mental, social and religious rituals that we perform because we think we have to. They may have once had a meaning., but we have forgotten what that was. So we keep doing the ritual, taking the steps because it's habitual and because if we don't something will go wrong. We keep thinking in the old way without daring to challenge our thoughts. We perform all the social graces that we think are necessary even when they aren't. We go through the rituals in church without ever investigating or remembering what they are supposed to represent. We go through the rituals without a smile, and if we don't go through them we fear the consequences. . The rituals have now become superstitions. And fear is more important than the original point of the rituals. We have stopped believing in the value of the pattern of behavior and allowed the irrational to take it's place.
I remember learning a job from someone who had done it for 35 years. When I suggested a way of streamlining a part of it she didn't want to hear about it. We did it her way because that's the way it was done. No other reason.
I realized that the job was a ritual for her and to ask her to change the way she did it would cause her to have to think about it, to challenge her ritual, and that would have caused a lot of confusion in her steady uncomplicated life. No wonder she was afraid to try anything new.
Moral: Don't give up your rituals, but challenge them every now and then and if they're not working for you, change and improve them.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
Never give up.
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Monday, September 24, 2012
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Leaving The Nest
A man with outward courage dares to die. A man with inward courage dares to live.
Lao-Tzu
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My good friend Marty once described me as a bird who has lost some feathers but is still flying. That's a statement that can be made about many people. The rough winds and fierce tussles of life can pluck off the feathers but if the wings still work it doesn't matter how scrawny the bird looks.
Lao-Tzu's wise words at the top have a particular significance to be currently. It was recently said of me that I lacked courage because I wouldn't fold my wings, nest and take inventory of my missing feathers.
To be sure it must take courage to face the end but if one is not there why put up the false acts of bravado. Every missing feather becomes a quill with which to point out pretences and inscribe the wisdom of a life still being lived.
I recently wrote in the pages of this journal about "casting," the diabolical urge that overtakes tightrope walkers, marathon runners and others. When the fear and pain become so great the suggestion comes, which seems to be one's own mind talking, to just quit, drop into the net, leave the race and lie down on the cool grass and rest. Because it appears to be one's own reasoning it's a very tricky thing to resist.
Every day is different. One of my journal friends recently commented that she looks forward to discovering what the day will bring, ready to be surprised, pleased or annoyed, whatever. That's a great attitude. Life is an adventure. Suit up, gas up, start flapping those wings, jump out of the safety net and take it all in.
DB - The Vagabond
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SUMMER QUESTION
(This is not a contest.)
Who are the 2 (two) most important people alive today? Why?
5 responses so far.
dbdacoba@aol.com
Thank you.
DB
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Lao-Tzu
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My good friend Marty once described me as a bird who has lost some feathers but is still flying. That's a statement that can be made about many people. The rough winds and fierce tussles of life can pluck off the feathers but if the wings still work it doesn't matter how scrawny the bird looks.
Lao-Tzu's wise words at the top have a particular significance to be currently. It was recently said of me that I lacked courage because I wouldn't fold my wings, nest and take inventory of my missing feathers.
To be sure it must take courage to face the end but if one is not there why put up the false acts of bravado. Every missing feather becomes a quill with which to point out pretences and inscribe the wisdom of a life still being lived.
I recently wrote in the pages of this journal about "casting," the diabolical urge that overtakes tightrope walkers, marathon runners and others. When the fear and pain become so great the suggestion comes, which seems to be one's own mind talking, to just quit, drop into the net, leave the race and lie down on the cool grass and rest. Because it appears to be one's own reasoning it's a very tricky thing to resist.
Every day is different. One of my journal friends recently commented that she looks forward to discovering what the day will bring, ready to be surprised, pleased or annoyed, whatever. That's a great attitude. Life is an adventure. Suit up, gas up, start flapping those wings, jump out of the safety net and take it all in.
DB - The Vagabond
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SUMMER QUESTION
(This is not a contest.)
Who are the 2 (two) most important people alive today? Why?
5 responses so far.
dbdacoba@aol.com
Thank you.
DB
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