AshvinP wrote: ↑Thu Apr 01, 2021 3:13 am
Lou Gold wrote: ↑Thu Apr 01, 2021 3:05 am
AshvinP wrote: ↑Thu Apr 01, 2021 2:46 am
Yes yes, we all see the life and love and beauty in all of nature all of the time... or at least that's our story and we're sticking to it.
Do you mean you don't subscribe to the story of inanimate nature as comatose?
I was just using "comatose" as an example of how we no longer see the conscious activity happening within the mineral world. It takes spiritual discipline and practice to uncover the interior of that world. The average person in the modern world barely recognizes the interiority of another human being, or avert their eyes so as not to create the conditions in which they could recognize it. Like I said, I have never actually seen or experienced a person in a coma.
Well, I think you just did a bit of word wiggling but it does not matter really. I guess if you want to approach the mineral world via higher level practices aimed at discovering interiority it might be possible to connect with a living mountain or river. However, it might be more direct to consult the Animist tradition and its practitioners. If this interests you,
"Becoming Animal" by philosopher David Abram would be a great work to consult.
As for our present sorrowful state, I offer a poem:
TO OUR LAND
BY MAHMOUD DARWISH
TRANSLATED BY FADY JOUDAH
To our land,
and it is the one near the word of god,
a ceiling of clouds
To our land,
and it is the one far from the adjectives of nouns,
the map of absence
To our land,
and it is the one tiny as a sesame seed,
a heavenly horizon ... and a hidden chasm
To our land,
and it is the one poor as a grouse’s wings,
holy books ... and an identity wound
To our land,
and it is the one surrounded with torn hills,
the ambush of a new past
To our land, and it is a prize of war,
the freedom to die from longing and burning
and our land, in its bloodied night,
is a jewel that glimmers for the far upon the far
and illuminates what’s outside it ...
As for us, inside,
we suffocate more!