“One great splitting of the whole universe into two halves is made by each of us; and for each of us almost all of the interest attaches to one of the halves; but we all draw the line of division between them in a different place.
When I say that we all call the two halves by the same names, and that those names are ‘me’ and ‘not-me’ respectively, it will at once be seen what I mean.”
We each divide the world in two – Me and Not Me -and we each draw that line between those two parts in a different place. Then we pretend that it’s fixed and inviolable and that that the line was put there by Not Me – when, all the while, the line is only there because “me” put it there.
Now, if something comes along that “me” doesn’t like, let’s say it’s a voice that only me can hear and that counters my deeply held beliefs, or leaves me feeling dis-empowered – then it is easy and natural for me to say “that’s ‘not me’,” and to summon strength to fight it, and especially if I live in a culture that trains me to do just that. It might even work, or work sometimes or for a while, but I will consume a lot of energy fighting it off, keeping my defences strong.
Choosing rigidity and resistance is one way of dealing with external forces and is useful sometimes but at some point a rigid body will, in the face of undiminished forces, eventually topple or fracture and snap.
I could instead choose adaption- to draw my line between me/not me in a different place: expanding my understanding of “me” as being defined not by my physical boundaries but as “me” becoming everything that I experience.
This way if I hear a voice it then becomes part of my experience. In that sense it is “my” voice, as in: I’m the one who experiences it and it’s effect on me; I’m the one who decides what what it means to me; I’m the one who gets to define it; and I’m the one who decides what I do about it.
If a voice is now part of my experience, part of me, then why would I fight it?
If I were to fight come part of my body – say my arm- then that would seem at least a little strange, ridiculous even. How is that different from if fighting of my own experience?
If nothing else such a fight would consume energy I could use for something else.
It’s not easy- and anyone who tells you otherwise has had their head stuck in a dark place for a long time – and it can be challenging. But when we are challenged we have a choice – we can stay away from the challenge or when we’re ready we can, given time and the right support, learn to overcome any challenge.
I’ve learned that the line between me and not me is something that I create.
It is neither fixed nor inviolable.
It moves and can be moved, it is fuzzy and it wobbles like a jelly on a plate.
And that line is wherever I draw it.
- thought creates reality and then it says… https://recoverynetworktoronto.wordpress.com/2014/12/31/thought-creates-reality-then-it-says/