This Too Shall Pass
A different kind of image today as I am in a different kind of mood. In discussions with others lately I have felt a bit discouraged when it comes to trying to turn on some lights in our modern world. It feels as though as a society we are drifting back into a new Dark Age. The promise of the sixties and the seventies seems to have gone up in smoke leaving only ashes behind to indicate that we were finally on the right track.
Now that those words have been said, I know that I am discounting all of those good people who are desperately struggling to make a positive difference in the world. But, I wonder if the world is listening. How many seem deaf when it comes to their personal investment in the healing of the planet and the collective human psyche? As the expression goes, “Words are cheap.” To invest in time, in effort, with money, or heaven forbid, a change in lifestyle which would mean giving up those things that have contributed to the darkening – well that is a different story.
“Do I support the right of others to be nude? Why yes, of course.” But that support is limited. Don’t be visible, don’t expect to have rights, and most important don’t ask for any economic or political support. “I have a family/job to consider.” is a refrain too often heard when one tries to get passed the words of support.
“I do believe in religious freedom,” is an automatic response for many, but that response is conditional on the expression of religious freedom only on the fringes of society. Any closer then it becomes a threat and religious freedom vanishes.
I understand that most are captured by some form of fear and are thus trapped in webs that narcotise and render impotent. The fear of losing what one has, of having less, of being less powerful, of being dispossessed by a new power group makes everyone else a potential enemy. And so, when push comes to shove, we retreat into our separate corners like rats. And all the while as we build our protective nests, the darkness re-approaches.
It is only the thought of the phoenix rising again out of the ashes that gives me hope. Since I know that I am not just my body, I can say, “this too shall pass.” All is illusion.
Posted on January 7, 2013, in Buddhism, Jungian Psychology, Naturism and tagged collecitive unconscious, consciousness, depth psychology, Jungian Psychology, shadow, skyclad, unconscious. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.