One of the things I learned from encounter groups and consciousness-raising workshops was that what seemed to me drastic, when encountered the first time, rapidly diminshed in impact as we delved deeper and deeper.
I remember the first time a woman in an encounter group revealed something about the way we made love the night before. I thought to myself, “Are we really going there?” And, yes, we were, and much more.
After a while, as always happens, what seemed like red alert in this case became strictly ho-hum fifty revelations later. What else ya got?
It’s probably because we’re not used to such rapid character change that all seems like a house on fire. But if we were used to it, then we’d just be reeling them off – oh, yes, my control patterns. Oh, yes, loneliness. Hard to talk about that one. Oh, yes, a threesome at Cold Mountain. It got worse … or better.
What else ya got?
I can’t see that far down the road, but I’m willing to bet that we’re headed for flow, which I think is the paradigm of the Fifth Dimension. Being in flow in the Now. Not like I know. Just guessing.
But, if it were, then I’m also willing to bet that we must master the process of change. That doesn’t mean mastering Change 1, Change 2, and Change 3.
It means mastering change itself and to a large extent that means making friends with change.
I noticed one big area that keeps me from welcoming change. I could put it in its most general form by calling it “thoughts.” I watched my mood go up and down this morning based on my thoughts. This depressing thought – I felt depressed. That thought of isolation – I felt lonely. Suddenly I heard myself say, or someone say to me, “These are just thoughts” and I let them all go.
Wow, that cleaned my desk off pretty quickly. So if I get that some of the worst moods I get into are all created by thoughts, I’m about to make a significant change in my character – for the better.
We need to make friends with change. We need to play with it, have fun with it, joke about it. I’m not the same person I was yesterday. How were you yesterday? I forget. Like that.
As a society, we’ve followed the masculine model for centuries and been linear, structured, processed to death. This way of being is not friendly to change. Perhaps it’s time to follow the feminine model. I’d be surprised if it didn’t include flow.