Who am I?
MarkB1 (on various Macro Fora), or a blogger of things nature, human and otherwise?
No, they are aspects for sure but ‘I am’ doing my best with what I have, everything I do is to see if or how I can do better. I never give up, no matter what.
That’s who I am. I don’t really have a say in it except to test the reality of it.
I have no regrets and I will not give in to ‘should have’.
I am not perfect – or it is what everybody is.
I have to say a word about who I am not, without which I couldn’t be what I am. I had two significant teachers; Jiddu Krishnamurti – not an Eastern teacher. And Barry Long, a good old down to earth Aussie. Both of whom have a following still who won’t evolve without their ‘Masters’ presence to keep them honest and free of ‘spiritual’ arrogance. And I will add there is no such thing as perfection, it is an ideal – of the world of ideas that is not in existence but is accessible from existence – in somewhat distorted or mutated form. Both of these men would be considered Spiritual Masters by anyone who knows of such things – as much as that term is anathema to me, but my perception is they were ordinary men with extraordinary insight and knowledge of the workings of self – your self, my self. Otherwise they were no different to me and you. And I am grateful for their inner work that I benefited greatly from.
As in any life there were also the ones who said something wise, of their experience, but such is dependent on experience to ‘get’.
And certainly not least were the women who loved me, that and the predisposition to never give up got me this far.
The ones who loved me made it bearable, still do, in spite of the challenge of it, or because of it.
There is a truth that few realise. It is that no matter the experience or who it’s with, nothing is out of place. There is no good or bad.
And we can always do better, but we must always do as we are moved, otherwise we can’t move on. That way we are freed of it.
We must move on, that’s evolution, and the state of things today is not the end, but it serves – perversely.
And a BTW, as far as my involvement with nature is concerned, I always remember David Attenborough’s passion for the natural earth. A real bovver boy to the ‘couldn’t care less’ – in his way.
I loved his stuff. And of course the Beatles, the idea manifest, not the individuals. :)