Finally, someone who really gets me.
There are plenty of dramas to be had in our daily lives; with relationships we choose to perceive in our world, whether we are aware we are contributing to those dramas or not. The energy of a drama can lead us to think and behave differently than who we’d like to think we are. We understand so little about what drives us to experience the effects of drama on our minds and bodies,only that we can’t seem to live or exist without it. Why is that?
It is interesting to me that there is so much drama going on in our lives. We can always depend on the media for a guaranteed feed opportunity. The media,with all of its rich diversity of artificial stimuli,can be a wellspring for impersonal involvement that can bring a constant flow of meaningless emotional feeding that simulates genuine connection.
“Walk a mile in my shoes” is an impossible scenario on so many levels. Knowing exactly how or why someone feels the way they do can only be a guess at best. We are each independently wired with a unique imagination with which to create a one- of- a- kind perspective. Our own view of life can only parallel rather than duplicate another’s experience.There are no substitutes for an original thought or real- life connection.
It seems to me that with the plethora of one-of-a-kind perspectives around us, there should never be a dearth of drama or comedy (depending on your own personal perspective, of course).
From my point-of-view anyway…
It’s been an interest of mine to notice the separation we each get from maintaining each of our own identities. We fashion ourselves after our ideals and stay so focused on remaining individual and unique from anyone else yet we all seem to strive to belong to something “greater” as a whole.
Dramas to me, feel as a way to feed our egos this separateness by allowing us the opportunity to judge and compare ourselves and our experiences with others. Often times we get a rush or sensation by doing this.
Feeding into the drama may be pulling us farther away from connecting with each other, or perhaps because so many of us are so wrapped up in our own dramas, we may be connecting ourselves to a common habit on an subconscious level.
Belonging to something common is in our nature and so is resistance. The two balance one another in such a way that we get to experience the most interesting lives.
*Feeling fortunate to “feed”*
I love the way you phrased that. I agree that there seems to be a kind of rush when we compare, I think that is the ego relishing the separateness it is perceiving. It’s the reward for “being right” that the ego longs for.
Our sense of duality fortunately allows each of us to experience the order of complements at a personal level.
The very act of comparing is a personal celebration of our own uniqueness. Judging is an exercise in knowing (able to judge rightness from wrongness) and is like a dance we get to share with all those who understand that it’s just a dance. whether we move towards enlightenment or confusion,depends on our need to lead or follow.
I too feel fortunate when I come to understand the feed.