Familiar places, memories and habits give one an
identity, we feel safe, it is known and when something unexpected comes along
that is threatening it challenges the security and status quo and a looming
crises arising on the horizon.
On examining closely in an unbiased observation
one may come to the conclusion that habits and routines which can form from
disciplines and beliefs are not a real identity because they rely on stored
memory and as such are merely just a thought not a solid foundation and flimsy at
most.
Since thought can be manipulated and persuaded
then ones identity becomes fluid and not substantial, it seems that identity
hangs precariously on just a thought or sequences of them.
Thoughts have to form around a pivot, a core and
this is formed in ones early years and modified. It is in questioning these core
beliefs and realising that every culture, religion and customs of the region or
country brain wash or condition one so one feels this country or place is ‘in
my blood’. Then a realisation it is all marketing and an advertising campaign and
one believes ones own publicity. Like the pop star, the footballer and
celebrity who when they lose their status and fan club which gave them their
identity, they sometimes go into depression and withdrawal, some people who
spend forty years in a job and retire can feel lost and lonely, they are
counselled to get a hobby, join a club and so their loss of identity with the
job, in fact the job was their identity, then moves on to the bowls club, the
hobby and when death beckons another challenge to the identity---who will I
identify with on passing away from this body and Earth Life?
‘Here today and gone tomorrow’ ‘The King is dead
long live the King’. Looking further
into this conundrum we can perhaps begin to realise that identity and reality
fashioned out this is a shifting sands scenario and it can be seen as a kind of
dream, an illusion, a sort of an elongated dream which ends in death or
swapping one dream for another, yet in the end death swallows this up as well.
Familiarity assumes the role of the known. Familiar is safe and known the unknown is
not, maybe the unknown has bad press.
The unknown can provide an opportunity to examine
and expose the known for what it is. The threat that the unknown offers is a
chance to realise that emptiness when the dream shatters, which maybe the
unknown presenting itself as chaos and the dark looming void, the gap and blank
most of us desperately try to avoid could be a chance to explore this void and
actually if looked at without the background belief system, a sort of
suspending thought and replacing it with alert unbiased attention, one may find
that the void offers something unique there is an energy and dynamic in it.
Some who have embraced the gap, the void and 'no mind' have found they are not a dumb inert vagabond and a derelict mindless jester and
although there is no such identity one is free and some have exclaimed
wonderful. Wonderful may not have a form and is felt to be sufficient unto the
day as it were.
Realising that this emptiness is not blank or
dead, boring and useless in life that in fact one has awoken from the dream of
countless false illusions which have at their core a facet called identity, so
awakening is merely waking up from the dream of dreaming which breeds a false
identity---one has the identity of no identity and that’s more than OK.
The known is limited in its content the unknown is
pure potential and is unlimited.
Are you going to fill the gap with more ‘stuff’ or
leave it to the emptiness to bring forth spontaneous appropriateness?
SHACK
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