What interests me about reality is the impreciseness that the people around me hold it to be. Simply put, reality is embodied presence in present time. What I mean by that is that most of the people I know, both personally and professionally, have definitions of reality based on cognitive computations pasted together from belief, memory or sensate experience. What I'm suggesting here is that reality is precise, factual and personal.
My interior landscape, experienced throughout my body, at this very moment, is what I hold reality to be. I suggest that this is true and real for all of us and our collective confusion resides with the notion that a past or future oriented definition, or one based on ideas generated from from memory or a definition relying solely on sensate experience cause not only confusion, but form a source for considerable suffering.
As a psychotherapist, I often have to decipher a person's message to understand what's their way to eliminate suffering, increase functioning and move on with the process of life as it's meant to be lived. Which is with fullness, authority and conviction that each of us knows what is true and real. Many of us grow up in families where reality is toward comfort, avoidance of discomfort and an unwillingness to experience the moment to moment shifting of what is true and real.
I haven't blogged in some time and my experience of these words is one of over complexity and a cumbersome quality which I want to smooth out and simplify as I proceed. If you, as my reader, would grant me the permission to grow as a writer and thinker, I would be grateful.
Thank you: mordechai
