06-16-2018 Sullygram

Lightning over the lake in my backyard is tearing outdated skies in half like discarded pages of a diary. Could be your diary. Could be mine. A few minutes ago I stood on my upper deck while rain pelted down upon my face as if writing an urgent new page. It was one of those dynamic perspective moments when time seems to suspend itself. The droplets prattled like a keyboard, trying to penetrate my skin, my brain, my heart, my soul. But another flicker of lightning ignited old instincts and I fled inside, all safe and sound.

Safe?

From what? I took an insignificant risk, standing in the rain watching the lightning, and now I have put a sheet of glass between me and those zigzags that tear the sky asunder. Am I safer? Well…that’s the illusion, isn’t it?

But I think I got the message. If you allow reflexes to make you flee or hunker down, you miss many of nature’s cues and inspirations. Hey, dummy, even an “idjiot” comes in out of the rain. Yeah, but the point I’m making – and I’m making it because so much of your email lately goes toward the polarization of our society – is that even the most basic reflexes need to be re-examined sometimes. There are bedrock instincts common to all animals for physical survival, of course – things imprinted from ages past – but what about those things we acquire after we’re born? Those are not INstincts that keep us from going EXtinct. They are programming, plain and simple.

We come into this world as empty vessels and immediately start to fill with premises and associations according to our fears and desires. And from those premises and associations we form emotional reflexes that define us for a lifetime. Likes and dislikes. On the physical side, we will be afraid of this or drawn to that, attracted or repelled by sensory info that gives us pleasure or pain. But far more impactful is the psychological stuff, the attitudes and perceptions that are grafted onto us by our parents and our surroundings. We first imitate those values, then absorb them into our foundational feelings toward the world around us. Call ‘em psychological emotions – psycho-emotions. That is our primary indoctrination.

Our comfort zones will forever reach back to those psycho-emotional roots for how we feel about things without remembering why. Distinctions like good and bad. Things to trust, things to not trust. Choices. Emotions first, logic first. Our earliest mind-sets accumulate rapidly and then are simply taken for granted. We are boy or girl. We are family or not family. Soon we are Hindu or Christian or Muslim or Jew or pointedly none of the inherited faiths. We are a neighborhood, a school, a city…a nation. As we fine tune our similarities and differences, we imitate, reject or accept the labels. Teen years arrive and we shift the source of values from parents to peer group. We think we are rebelling, but it is not so much a rejection as a trade-off, because most of all we want to be accepted, to belong.

So, the name of the game in adolescence is spotting the hypocrisies and contradictions beyond the cocoon – life’s lies – and we will never be more vulnerable to the voices who preach victimhood and solutions than when we are casting about in anger and disillusionment for answers in those formative years. We may emulate the first informed-sounding Guru who comes along, be it passionate college professor or emotive celebrity. The rumble of the herd is loud, and beneath all the balm of protesting is still that fundamental need to find an identity. So we listen and follow. Then into the macro world on our own we go where peer groups blend into society. It is our world now, or should be, we decide. Our values, our norms, our mores – these are our new indoctrination, our chosen brainwashing, we believe, though our psycho-emotional reflexes are pretty much intact. And even if we are less scared, less unsure than before, we are still conforming to groupthink.      

OK, that’s all Growing Up 101, if you recognize what I’ve described here. And it is the prerogative if not the mandate of parents and societies to inculcate themselves and their young with whatever dogma they choose. But the societal indoctrination has intensified exponentially since the 60s, due primarily to a quantum jump in mass-fast media saturation. And the media content skews sharply to emotional biases.

This, in my OSHO, is why in a push-comes-to-shove world we are so polarized. Rational arguments are up against emotional programming. Cognitive reflex, it has been called. You can win an argument today, but tomorrow the psycho-emotions will be back in place and it will be as if the rational argument never happened. Our psycho-emotional reflexes are too buried in the past to be easily re-examined.

No agenda advocacy intended here – quite the contrary. I’m not referring to anything specific in the narratives of one designated group over another. But what if we could all seriously, totally honestly, ruthlessly and relentlessly re-examine our bedrock premises right down to the roots? I mean everything. Would the sources of our moral imperatives still obey social endorsements rather than inner honesty? Would we worship our chosen gods out of fear and guilt? Would our intimate relationships be skin deep and soul shallow? Would we love (or hate) people as groups? Would our commitments dwindle into pretenses and façades? Would we even be able to recognize false propaganda that was so fundamentally ground into us with fear and guilt long ago?

I think that aging brings at least some re-examination upon us. Most of us. Kind of depends on how much insecurity lurks on your ground-floor. If the warm, fuzzy acceptance of an identity group owns you, then maybe the ideas that underpin their identity aren’t that important. But if you’ve seen it all before, and if the media’s array of tricks and games seem juvenile to you, you are ripe for some kind of transformation. Recognizing that society’s polestars continually drift has given you an opportunity. Re-examining your values and even your morality without the jackhammer of media agendas and narratives pounding you with guilt and negativity can help you fathom ulterior motives and discover true principles.

Sorry for the simplicity of this and the galloping generalities. (I’m trying to get to the lightning, where in a sudden flash of independence we realize how imprisoned we are by fears and guilts, biases and habits, political correctness, arrogance, intolerance, façades and hypocrisies.) The emotional branding is so deep that it is difficult to get beneath it, to question the motives of values – of controls really. But a good way is to run your values by Mom Nature. If they hold up with what you find in nature, they are probably universal truths. If they don’t, they are probably without moral authority – just choices or strategies we use to control each other and get what we want.

Ooh. I think I just said it. So next time it rains, get wet. Step out into nature. Risk a little lightning. Look beyond the narrow rooms of life as defined by the media of the moment. Nature isn’t “breaking news,” and it doesn’t manipulate you. It’s there in your mind (if you can gain some separation from groupthink) and in your heart (if you can exercise compassion without giving up your brains) and in your soul (if your heart and mind can come together with honesty and freedom). The other choice (default really) is to wear your galoshes, carry an umbrella, and renew your subscription to fear and guilt.

Repeat after me:

You CAN teach an old dog new tricks.

A leopard may not change its spots – but I’m not a leopard.

June’s photos below: #1 dynamic pre-storm at Crow-Hassan; #2 pastoral sunset at Elm Creek; #3-4 I lost the cuteness, but kept the scowl; #5 lilacs coming into bloom at Sully Acres; #6 lava flow in my backyard – kidding, kidding, just another prairie burn at one of my haunts; #7 that’s me horsing around with a friend; #8-10 some favorite landscapes I hike, and if you look close at #9 you’ll see the artful curling tributaries of the Crow River; #11-12 drinking in the air at dusk.















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