“Know thyself” is an expression that encapsulates paradox and enigma combined when uttered, thought or felt by any said person. It is common to see these two words followed by others in the hope of illustrating the significance that is essentially connected with the words ‘know thyself’, in an attempt to encourage one to take an introspective approach and discover for themselves what it infers.
“Know thyself. You come from a long line of strength, honour, beauty and intellect.”
“Know thyself. If men would search diligently their own minds, and examine minutely their thoughts and actions, they would be more cautious in censuring the conduct of others, as they would find in themselves abundantly sufficient cause for reproof.”
“Knowing others is intelligence, knowing yourself is true wisdom. Mastering others is strength, mastering yourself is true power.” Lao Tzu.
The three I selected out of a pool of ‘know thyself’ maxims encompass the notion respectfully whilst introducing a deeper insight in the process. As I write I am confronted by a nucleus of thought asking – why have I chosen to write about this? What inner cry demand I make mention of this idiom? What I believe it to be is quite simply the unavoidable importance of re-membering/re-connecting the self, in order to become centered and immovably balanced at the task of grasping the challenge – that being to lead a fruitful, satisfying life.
The forces, which are so evident in the occident, would have me believe that a status quo living arrangement is what is to be expected, sought out even for the blog-standard citizen. Never have I quite believed this to be so. And trickling seemingly more standout-like in my mental diagram of satisfaction and fruitfulness is no longer what has been force-fed down my orifices and systematically programmed into my subconscious, but a glitch, a modicum that is overpowering this tapestry of injected belief. And as a result of this a comprehensive outlook arises echoing the words ‘experience over existence’. Because in truth, at the basic rudimental level of truth, no matter what way you look at it, we are leading effort-laden lives in pursuit of comforts and security accredited by our ambition, doubt or fear. Or all three running simultaneously. Do you think otherwise? Well then, I challenge you to sit still and quietly ponder if you would be doing what your weekly lifestyle consists of without currency as the dangling carrot – that is to say do it for free. A large majority I imagine will shake their head discontentedly at the mere thought.
Writing in a third party plural-like fashion does not absolve me, the author, from these sentences in anyway shape or form. For I am a puppet being played by the strings of familiarity, only to realise too soon that these threads must be severed for Pinocchio to realise his truest ambition.
“No man is free who hasn’t obtained the empire of himself. No man is free who cannot command himself.” Pythagoras.
I recognise that I am consenting to my oppression. Writing the obituary at my own funeral. Loading the bullets in the weapon of choice for my opposer to lock aim and strike me down. For what reason could this be? Why just happens to be the million-dollar question. I needn’t look under too many rocks or seek too far in the distance to settle this dilemma – I am guilty of believing something I have been told instead of pursuing the means of truth behind this perpetual cycle of “normalcy”.
“…When you do take that first jump, it actually becomes terrifying to do ‘normal’ things, because you realise what a risk it is to give up your entire life just to be normal”. Joshua Millburn – Everything That Remains.
Not unlike when the wintery chill emerges in the atmosphere confronting the autumn leaves hanging helplessly on the branch with admirable tenacity, and unquestionable persistence – all that once was must disintegrate for the sparkle of life to resurface again. This rejuvenation supposedly happens every 7 years taking place at a cellular level within the human species. New cells emerge and replace the waxed and waned soon to be predecessors from their duties, in an attempt to re-harmonize and sprout new stimulus throughout the microscopic network of the human body. Well, perhaps. This chill however is felt coursing within, and in its wake leaves me fantasying about what I would do well to introduce in the coming year. Spontaneity sums it up in a word.
As the days ensue I am applying more intensity in writing, my mind is full and eyes are open to absorb the new exploits and frontiers that are seemingly all around me. It comes as no surprise why the material world beneath me is shape shifting and reforming akin to the transition I am undergoing psychologically.
The first principle in Hawaiian shamanism is IKE – the world is what you think it is. The first of the Hermetic principles is MENTALISM – the all is mind; the universe is mental. Once one becomes more aware of ones thoughts, which are the prerequisite of action, one steps closer to not only innerstanding the self, but closer to achieving what truly drives one forward with gusto, poise and exhaustive ingenuity. Begin this reformation yesterday!
Be well my friend. Be mindful.
I Am Master. I am Able. I am Noble.