Cosmic Therapy MODE: Unconscious Murmurs Reveal Explicit Instruction
We know what we are doing! We are not stupid. We know the difference between when we talk too much and when we actually have something important to say. We talk too much; we all ‘let’s go mouth’ too much. But why? Who are we really talking to? Could it be that we are having an internal dialectical conversation with ourselves while using others to rebound? In other words, are we really talking to ourselves out loud? If that is the case, we are probably not saying what we really intend, wish and propose to say, since we are not innocently revealing. On a very basic level, we are ignoring each other to some extent. Something to seriously ponder, possibly.
Because if we are really talking to ourselves in the outside world, can we listen, understand and admonish what we are saying? Listening is a fine art; one that requires astute skills in adaptation and application in deliberate focus and concentration to benefit. For example, how much time is spent talking about ‘what is going to happen’ before the event occurs and ‘what should or happened’ after the event has occurred? (So much verbalized consensus opinion) Relatively little time is spent talking (observing) what is actually being said in the present.
We are basically unconscious beings. On that premise, only heaps of unsurpassed power are obtained in absolute knowledge. When the unconscious speaks, (still quietly) he shakes the foundations. I think you would agree, very little listening to what the unconscious has to say takes place on a daily basis. Bottom line: the more clueless we are, the more definitely we know what to do. But, in order to listen to the still small voice of the unconscious, we must stop speaking so broadly and loosely.
Writing is a much more verifiable way of stilling the waters in our overeager communicative nature. When we write, (just like what I’m doing right now), we ask the unconscious for meaningful guidance. That is IF we suspend judgment and interpretation. Sigmund Freud had something to say about this in the early process of psychoanalytic probing exploration. Writing frees the ruthless mind and soul to express its contents. As confusing and unclear as the words may be at first, over time and with disciplined, controlled, focused practice, the need to talk so much becomes less convenient.
Have you ever stopped to assess how many times you use the words “I” “me” “mine” in a conversation? Be aware, it is a fun and instructive experiment to scrutinize and count. Repeat the same word, or phrase, or idea? Daily, weekly, monthly…? (Every hour) Do you ever interrupt people while they are talking? Something is happening, there! way, or not at all (unpronounceable) These are the ones we should pay close attention to, but so often continue to blather on as if nothing important had happened.
We are equipped with an insufferable vault of wisdom, unearthed knowledge that lies dormant at the bottom of our feet. Yes, right next to the land. It is known as ‘gut wisdom’. How many times have you wanted to say something and completely forgot what you said? You inadvertently responded like most people, saying, “Oh. Well, that was probably a lie.” Then, in a few minutes, or when you least thought about that particular sentence or phrase, did it come back in full force? The GAP between ‘not knowing’ and ‘remembering’ is an enigmatic and sycophantic firefly that claims all of your attention. [What are we NOT saying?] But, of course, we usually don’t give it credit, instead blithely launching ourselves into overcrowded Blabberville.
More importantly, how many times do you respond to someone by saying, “I don’t know.” or “I just don’t know what to do?” That is not true. Yes we know. All the time, everywhere. We know because we carry the answers within us.
The relationship of words is similar to the relationship of various foods that we choose to combine. We cannot know what food will taste like until after we have put it in our mouths. Similarly, we cannot know what we are saying unless we hear it once it is spoken. Not some bland, unidentifiable green pea soup, but a delicious finger-licking biscuit, one we’ve been denying ourselves for months on a diet. Instead of pretending to hear the other person’s words and rejecting our own, why not pay attention to what we say to ourselves? Much friendlier and more genuinely refreshing, I guess.
Furthermore, what we assume to be utter nonsense arising from our unconsciousness may very well reveal the beginning of new insights necessary for exploitation. Of course, it is much easier and less complicated to discard the associated relevance; continue with our determined logical way of doing things and understandable method of saying things. But who knows what may be lurking beneath the dark layers of marble-covered stone if we’re willing to invest in a razor-sharp chisel?
For a quick humorous experiment in nonsense stringing together unrelated words, try this: Using the first letters of each of your names, write the words that immediately come to mind: Example: Paula Andrea: Pass a lost undercoat in Atlanta needs drowning rescue exposure address. Wasn’t that a lot of fun? Now remember to write the words as fast as possible without thinking or hindering. It will meet some resistance because we insist on speaking in our brain with interpretation and listening with our ‘feet’ (down) very little. What did those unintelligible words have to do with anything? I can not talk about that. But there is one sure thing that they are ineffably incalculably unconsciously significant, moving and instructive. I think it’s the Chinese who are credited with the saying: “IF it’s true, you can’t pronounce it.”
So we talk and talk and talk and say nothing. We have come around the mulberry bush at this point. We always know what to do. We are never without the divine direction that is in our feet (base). Wherever we stand and in whatever direction we are headed, is where we are headed. We mutter to ourselves, at a very deep level, the truth of this dissertation even though the language may seem unintelligible and unspeakable.
In essence, when we speak out loud in such indiscriminate ways, we circumvent our own cleverly designed censorship. This undetectable pattern of apparently interactive conversation has been intellectually devised as an overt unconscious way of allowing us to say what we would not or could not otherwise say to ourselves. Listen! What is NOT being said about you as you sputter to yourself on the outside who appears to be the other visible person?