My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Being Fully In The World
We may need to become better observers of ourselves, looking not only inward at thoughts and feelings, but outward as well, becoming aware of our bodies in the actions they perform (that we even would call our bodies they may suggest some estrangement). It is saying: this is me walking and I am this person reaching, touching and taking hold; here I am not only looking out from myself but also being in real contact with what is not me, and the exchange is not only one of ideas. It is placing ourselves more fully into the world and attaining a better balance with it and integration within ourselves. So it is not then observation that is needed, but participation -- taking part in who we are.
Labels:
being,
ourselves,
participation,
reflection
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