Today I connect the dots of my everyday experience—going to the arrow head museum and my daily reading on aboriginal culture and my mother—to stir up a martini of insight into the timeless dimension we are are, but most often cannot tap into because it doesn’t fit on our theory of reality.
Reality is a theory, you know, a world Idea that we agree is real. And the more people you get in agreement the more stable your theory is. The reality of the ancient native Americans is not the reality we see. There is no exterior reality that exists outside of and independent of our human minds. This is the discovery of the Post Modern Age which we are now in. As Joseph Campbell said; modern man is in free fall.
On big mistake our Western Reality Theory believes is that only matter evolves, only the physical nature evolves. But mind evolves, and consciousness evolves. Everything evolves because reality is change and change is evolution. But man is a co-creator in evolution, so he is always in a turning point where he aligns with change or resist it. If he resists, he goes kicking and screaming into change, but he goes nevertheless. If you surrenders to change, then the power of the cosmos and life itself works with him, and he is in harmony with the changing world like a surfer is in harmony with the changing wave. Stop flowing with the wave and you wipe out.
The native Americans were in harmony with the wave. But here again our map, our theory of reality fails us. We see reality as objective reality, experience, a reality external to us, and that is the way it has to be because we can’t observer and operate on reality unless it is external to us.
This is where our Theory of Reality is one dimensional. The subjective I AM, the Consciousness that is the center of the world you create is left out. Who am I? The center of the tent, the center of the merry-go-round is left out. All we see is the merry-go-round of time from an imaginary position on the ground watching the merry-go-round. This is the view point of Science and Yahweh.
But the center of life is at the timeless center of the Merry-go-round that isn’t moving, while at the same time the forms are moving around it. We all have glimpses of this timeless center of the world. We sense there is something that doesn’t die. But we can’t dive into that and expose it because it doesn’t fit our map of the world that just includes the animals and people on the merry0go-round.