Years ago when we moved into the house of my wife’s great aunts, the attic was full of household gadgets from the 20s. “What in the hell is this thing,” we’d say holding up some gadget from a bygone age.
If you don’t know, the gadget I’m showing is a cherry pitter. Did you every have consternation getting the pits out of a cherry? Oh, the horror…well, here is your salvation, just one click away on Amazon. A Cherry Pitter.
But will this be the end of pits in your life? I don’t think so. What gadget every brought lasting peace? New Gadgets always bring new pits.
Life moves from complexity to simplicity, and from simplicity to complexity. It’s a swing where the push is pulling you and the pull is pushing you.
Every pit creates a new pitter, but then your life gets too complex with too many pitters. Where are you going to put all the pitters? Someone will invent a simple pitter that pits all the proliferation of pitters into one simple pitter that removes all the pits.
But new pits will be discovered, since life is change, and the need for a new pitter will create the invention of a new pitter that pits the old pitter. Life is one pit after another.
Whatever happened to the original cherry?
WHAT IS IT? The question is a Zen koan, a question that burns into the complexity of the mind filled with contradictory words. What is It? If I could just know what IT is, my suffering would end. If I could just put my feet on the ground of IT, my drowning in a sea of thought would end. What is the first Word? Is the first world also the last word?
Helen Keller describes the first and last Word of Zen when she, imprisoned in total darkness felts cool water on one hand in a faucet and her teacher spelling w..a..t..e..r in her other hand. She describes this first Word and creating the whole world, illuminating a world in which she could be at last, human.
What is this first Word? Where did it go? Where is it buried in the landfill of thoughts and words we now live in? Each of us must find it. No one can find our word for us. Is this it? NO…or MU!…Is this it?…NO….is this it?…NO…
What is the simple Word, the Big Bang if you will, in all this noise?
Everything is an IT because we leave the I out of it. Everything is a Third and distance person (mind your grammar rules) because it leaves out the First Person. We look for IT is close and distant places. But we never find IT because the First Person is missing, the person who is looking.
“God disguised as myriad things
and playing a game of tag
has kissed you and said
‘You’re it..I mean,
you’re REALLY IT’
Now it does not matter
what you believe or feel
for something wonderful,
is someday going to