How to play...

I remember quite a few years ago sitting in a park with someone I hadn't seen for thirty odd years and telling her I felt that in any meetings of people there was a shared responsibility between them to have come to whatever space they shared. The illustration I used was a traffic accident and in that there supposedly was the active and the passive, or conventionally, the wrong doer and the victim, but my contention was that both shared equal responsibility in having that meeting exist.

Quite contentious really given our morality is such that the passive participant somehow has no active choice in being there, that chance or circumstance not of their choosing has brought them to be in a place where they have interacted with an active choice made by someone else.

Ah, that's right, now I remember what led me to this idea. It was that within meditation, or doing lots of meditation, my subconscious activity was becoming more pronounced in daily life. I became able to see these motivations just under the surface, I think, because my mind was much quieter and that emptiness, or emptierness anyways, left room for the subconscious to rise up into a more obvious place of motivation which was throwing me around and into circumstances where those subconscious needs could be met.

So from there it wasn't too much of a leap to realise a responsibility, an ownership as it were, for the need of the subconscious to be heard but also, in bringing up my own subconscious, to see how much others were driven by their own but without being aware of how much precedence over their lives the subconscious had.

This is where it gets weird though because with alot of people you aren't just speaking to one person but anywhere from two to a cavalcade and which might take precedence? That's because even whilst the conscious is there so is the subconscious and the subconscious can be a whole world unto itself, and then above even the conscious is the superconscious too, and if you try to speak to them all using your own intellect... well, there lies madness.

Then the role of intuitiveness becomes apparent, a parent of sorts, but it's not something one can control or sieve through ones own ideas of what is right and wrong. Stuff just has to fall out... as if the part of you that is the intellect, that which actively determines through thinking what is and what isn't right, has gone on holiday.

There's just this use by date notification when it becomes somewhat obvious you've reached the limits of the intelligence you've always relied on... it just doesn't work anymore, it's too slow and the two dimensional way it works through cause and effect just isn't up to the task. But, of course, one couldn't have even reached this point of seeing how dull the tool really is unless one had been playing with, in what was previously in the background, a much sharper and keener tool.

And play may very well be the optimum word.