Have you noticed any rush of judgements or opinions bombard as we’ve made our way thru the install so far?
Either thinking to yourself; what the heck is he carrying on about? Why is this so important? Or, he’s got way too much spare time on his hands. And besides, how will this impact or help my life, etc.?
Well, I suppose if any of these responses did pop up, then I’m sure at least a few won’t be here to read this now. But whatever the answer and if you are still reading, then I welcome you to the World of Reactivity. Something first taken for granted as my ingrained past holds up a loudspeaker and swaps between its usual grubby-grabbing hands!
My Reactions & Judgements From the Panel of Commentators
With all certainty, I still carry a lot of my old conditioning and probably always will. No longer am I extreme in my ways, thank God. Nevertheless, I’m weathered.
Installed in me are my family, friends, teachers, neighbours, idols, peers, community leaders, acquaintances, colleagues and whoever else I’ve missed. Everyone’s rubbed off, which means, I’m a product of my environment. Plus, I’d typically extend onto the accumulation-of-ignorances I’d also receive from the array (Yes! A serving WE ALL get a good dose of) and convince myself otherwise that I am indeed a free thinker. But in fact, I’m caged by these surroundings, instead.
Whenever I meet an experience, contained inside my psyche are a live panel of cross cultured commentator’s dominating just like the news and sports network who give advice.
Sometime’s the intel is great. While other times, it’s terrible.
Not only that, underneath this background is another layer with its own set of rules I often contend with. Below, is a built-in Complex Gene Network natured to move a certain way beyond my fullest understanding.
So I question reality with
How on earth can I possibly be a ‘free thinker’ when things are coded-in while others have stuck-to along the way? And the answer – Sure, I have choices to put my thoughts in. But it’s always within a scope or magnetic direction thanks to my makers and environment.
However, since I don’t know any more about genetics (or really, any), I should stay with what I do know in my handed-down-panel making all the noise upstairs. Guiding and providing me with quality information to deal with the processes in life that stand before me now and ahead, my panel of commentators keep me safe by helping out with choices. Or, at least that is their job title!