Codependence and our way of escape
Old dog trying new trick
People have been saying, "Do a podcast!" since forever -- but I'm mic shy!
Well, power was out all morning, so I did some voice note-taking. Hmm... not nearly as bad as I thought I'd be.
Voice: Codependence and our way of escape (audio)
Transcript: Codependence and our way of escape (transcript)
Let me know what you think! Yeah, a radio announcer I’m not, and it took me a long time to warm up, but it was enjoyable to do! So, maybe I’ll try again.
(Sorry for the quick-and-dirty. Google doesn’t provide a speed tool, so feel free to download and speed it up with your favorite player. I’m partial to 2x, myself.)
The transcript is kind of garbled and annoying in spots but I managed to finish reading it. You raise some very good points, particularly about how much of our fear originates from our own thinking, not from any immediate threat. We are then held captive by the info sources we are exposed to and codependent on to define reality.
I love the bit about going away from human contact and letting reality take over. I spent many summers in the interior of wilderness parks and experienced what you are talking about. It takes a couple of days to turn off the transistor radio inside your head that is used to broadcast the worries and interpretations of city life and human interactions. It's like our consciousness is made up of two parts, one the sensory inputs, the second the cognitive processing unit of the brain that filters and makes sense of the inputs by screening them through memories. In the city the cpu is always running full tilt drowning out all but a few of the most important sensory inputs. We spend so much of our time trapped inside our heads that we miss most of what is going on around us.
In the forest the cpu slowly relaxes and the sensory inputs become dominant. Its like we learn to experience life first hand again without cognitive interruptions. After a couple of days I find I can live in the moment entirely and sense that the moment is infinite. Time fades into a profound oneness with the universe that is churning in an endless cycle but not really changing or going anywhere. Reality is just a flow of energy, picked up by our senses and sent to our cpu for appreciation and wonder. It is interesting that after the mind stops spewing out the non-stop garbage and illusions from the city, and switches frequencies and even becomes silent, how all of the other species, birds, animals and reptiles sense the vibrational change and dare to draw closer to check me out.
I realized one summer long ago that it is really difficult to remain real when living in a city filled mostly with dead, inanimate objects. Buildings, roads, cars, machines are inert, without feelings unable to communicate. How is it possible to have a meaningful relationship with dead things. It is no wonder that people have trouble feeling spiritually fulfilled when so much of their time is spent serving inanimate objects... and like you point out, second-hand interpretations of reality.
FUCK! I swear I tested it too and it worked, but you're right. That transcript only makes sense if you use it as you're listening LOL. Well my admiration to you for slogging through that! I'm just getting up, I'll fix it momentarily.