If you are melancholy and blue, transcend what you are. This can be done by, without method, being highly observant from moment to moment, without clinging to the methods, systems, and stale images that were seeded within (and “as”) you. If one often merely perceives with (and “as”) stale, redundant images that one constantly “recognizes” things with… then one is seeing what was taught; and that is the old, stale, antiquated, and musty “known.” Perceive without that dust-laden past… and one may see joyfully without merely just recognizing. That may bring real ecstasy. Then one won’t be blue any longer… unless one is an Indigo Bunting.
Returning Indigo Bunting. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped.
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Ah – the poor Indigo Bunting – doomed to be blue forever after! 🙂
Sometimes just deciding to be happier actually makes it so 🙂
The Indigo Bunting male is only blue during the mating season. The female is always of a brownish color. 🙂
Thought cannot ever make itself attain the deepest happiness… because the deepest happiness is beyond the realm of thinking.
I love the Indigo Bunting. They sing from the 50+ foot tree tops in the yard. Your topic of transcendence from the old, what we’ve been taught, reminds me of the question I asked in a philosophy class. Why is greek philosophy the focus of all studies, except for touching on transcendental ideas. I ask because I wonder why more modern philosophy isn’t being created or is it so contrived that no applications can be found. At least, ones that are worthwhile.
I always thought Socrates’ parable of the cave, from Plato’s Republic (which is Greek philosophy) was about transcendental values.
Some of the best poets, I assure you, were far more wise about the nature of the whole than were the best philosophers.