Training wheels

Posted: June 13, 2011 in Emerson Challenge

Think of a time when you believed. Think of a time when you believed that what you were thinking had anything to do with anything!

A thought, any thought, appears in the mind and flits across the screen of our consciousness playfully, accelerating as it plays, cresting, falling away. Another one. Maybe even simultaneously, as we are not quick enough to catch the join. And another. Isn’t this always the way. On and on! And these thoughts, what joy, what misery they bring us. What sense of purpose thought brings when we leap into action, eureka!, that’s it, I have it! And we surround ourselves with similar people all professing that yes all we need to do is to think it to do it!

I am going to throw a spanner in the works right now! To stop this mechanistic so called ‘thinking.’ I am going to redesign the whole of this way of life, this valiant attempt to understand the whole of something by using fully only a part of it.

The thought occurs, not before, not during, but after … after an action! I think, therefore I am. Descartes, admirably putting the cart before the horse, set into motion a whole Western misunderstanding of being, of human nature. Our gallant Gallic philosopher intuited the right words but in the wrong order!

‘I am … therefore I think’


The amount of pain, of suffering, that can be foregone by the application of this reverse, and the understanding of the irrevocability of those so important three little dots separating this normal I Amness, this changes everything.

What is it that changes when you are not thinking? What is it that is different when you awake from each moment of sleep and before the thoughts, any thoughts, kick in, where are you? I suggest that you are still here, taking action, automatically, carefree, aware / unaware / unconcerned. This is not to take away the need to believe that we are in charge of our own life here, this necessary fiction allowing us to grow and to believe that we are creating our own world. We watch children closely, carefully at first granting a greater and greater sense of freedom in them, for them, until we are able to let go and the child matures into a conscious decision making adult. This is the same with the mind, our thoughts … they plague us until we eventually come to understand that we have control over them, and we can make them work for us, yet very few of us ever take that post teen step of watching carefully and allowing life to show us that our thoughts, our mind, has nothing to do with what is happening at all.

We are new at this, that’s why. We are going through kindergarten here as a self conscious human collective and we are blindly feeling our way, two steps forward, one step back, and we are evolving. The mind, that font of soft trickery, has been to us as stabilisers on a bicycle. Necessary yes, unless you want to ride a bike. Upright. Free. With the wind.

The harness that holds us back, the blinders, the evolutionary training wheels, all are falling off right now. Can we stand this upright, this steady, away from our teachers, our beliefs, our Gods, our selves even? Shall we valiantly engage in this world right now, creating this world and a greater future world by trusting, trusting that the intelligence that brought us here knows what it is doing … and letting go of the juvenilia of a belief, an ex-certainty, that we know, we know, because we have seen … or is it, that, we have seen only

a fragment /

of a whisper /

of what we /

grandiosely /

name /



Emerson Challenge Day # 13

  1. Nico says:

    This is the most thought provoking, inspiring post for me. “I am…therefore I think”. Brilliant! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts!
    Peace, Nico

  2. magdis says:

    ehhh I feel a bit dumbstruck from you magical words but I just want to say: Yes, exactly, right on, hit your head on the….right between the molecules. Right in the area between a thought resolving and another one taking shape, that’s my favorite place to be, that’s where I see clearly.
    Big smile.

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