18 September 2006

Blame the tablets, ok?

I wasn't going to post this at all until Atyllah commented on my previous post, said a connected sort of thing and tied it up to a brilliant bit of deep thought over on Zilla's blog.

So.

Today I received the following quote in a promotional email:

Thought for the Day: "Loving people live in a loving world. Hostile people live in a hostile world. But it's the same world. How come?" Dr. Wayne Dyer

Does 'world' mean community, or are we meant to assume it means everything, right down to health and the weather?

Still its a great quote, brilliant even, but then none of us are perfect so its not that black and white.

What if you are feeling run down and sick, fed up and miserable, only because you live in a loving world invaded by hostile people? What if the hostile things in your world are attracted to someone else's sphere of influence, just one you happen to sit too close to until attrition takes its toll?

How do you tell? Just because hostility is contagious, it doesn't always mean you are the carrier.

You can only eat good food if good food is there - whether thats physical or spiritual - so this quote addresses only those in the state of plenty, those whose disaffection and sense of forboding comes from having access to everything they need, including free will and the goods and finances to be able to exercise it. I suspect it is targetted at those who want what they see, just because someone else has it. (If you think I'm wrong then imagine quoting Mr Dyer to a starving war orphan.)

The interconnection of all things comes into play so obviously and beautifully here - as if we are all little brain cells, and good things and bad things are viral. Its a giant war zone, a battle between good and evil, peace and torment, played out like the dance of oils in a Lava lamp.

Yes, you can do the best or the worst with your outlook within the constraints of what is available in your area, but your success or failure affects the people around you, and vice versa. How else can I put this? If you live in the Sahara, don't hold out for rain.

Dear Mr Dyer, some people are near death for lack of a good thing. Some are nearer death from too much of it. Just a thought.

I believe that sometimes illness is a good thing, sometimes, if we drew it to ourselves, (big bloody if) then we have a lesson to take from it, which means it is also a blessing.

Or, to quote my youngest son who does an even better impersonation of Yoda than I ever could,
"Hungry, am I. Buy sausages, you must."
Wow, like, inscrutable, man.

4 comments:

zilla said...

If you've lived in a loving world that was at some point invaded by hostility, and you're not the attractant of the hostility, and it just wears you down, then you've allowed yourself to become a victim, and that's sad. Hostility doesn't have to be contagious, does it?

Maybe Witchdoctor is full of bull, but one of my favorite Witchdoctorisms is, "It isn't the virus that makes us sick; it's who we are when we meet the virus." Kind of puts the responsibility on us to take care of our minds.

Sometimes the only thing we have the power to change is our attitude.

As for Dr. Dyer, I think he's only preaching to his target market; probably sees little potential for books sales in, say, Niger.

In the context of his target market, though, I would wager that truer words were never written.

Cheryl said...

Amen!

zilla said...

Yes, Amen!

Nice to see you're making the rounds again!

Astryngia said...

Not so much that we drew the illness to us but that the illness is telling us something about something we haven't fully acknowledged in our lives. The camel didn't notice the heavy weight on his back until some dumbo put that final straw there!

Some gift!

But yes...a gift. ;-)