Sunday, 22 April 2018

Multiple personas ...

Sun temporarily obscured by early morning mist, still hanging around past the lighthouse and up to the Sacred Stones, creating a mystical ambience for meditation and reflection on the question of roles, personas, conscious, sub-conscious, generational ... those played through current incarnations, other incarnations, maybe other discarnate dimensions ...

First hand experience limited, though sense of no-self seen and reports from Patty suggest ghost realm and transcendent moment with her brought forth a Native American persona most beautifully ... previous pilgrim persona tuned into over a week of walking, subsequent NewYork persona, born of anxiety turned up at the end ... her call for the part of her left behind in Spain to be sent home (wherever that may be) hinting at this morning's exploration ...

Modern science, with its own disintegrated tendency, loves to label, the better to utilise substances to suppress symptoms ... in this case Multiple Personality Disorder, describing the phenomenon above, though pain pulls in the psychiatric intervention ... more accepting philosophical approaches may address root causes, often traumatic experiences in one or more of the personas ... trauma, of course has its own label and treatments ... Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. .. seen as past events recalled as if happening in the present, memories lodged or processed in the ancient parts of the brain, where nuance is not known ... only fight or flight, adrenalin rush producing fuel for chosen action, helpful in cases of attack by lions, but toxic in the system when not required ... Human Givens approach invites rewind of each event until memory is shifted to pre-frontal cortex and possibility of post traumatic order ... they say it works, though whether other life events are included requires further research ... a childhood of hundreds or thousands of traumatic events clearly a long process ... single or scores more amenable, in battle for example ... in another narrative war itself is examined, "Thou Shalt Not Kill" the question ... old English spelling of "souldier" a clue ...

Between these worlds, lives, incarnations, disincarnations, a veil is suggested by mystics ... "Going home without my burden, going home behind the curtain", sung by Leonard Cohen, sometime Zen Buddhist monk, amongst other personas, mostly held together, though a tendency to depression points to the challenge of the task ... David Bohm, Professor of Experimental Physics, with his own interpretation outside of Copenhagen and friend of K, also tending that way ... holding it all lightly the key ... the possibility of co-creating an incarnation in a heaven realm, proposed and practised by Fatima and friends ... and transcending all of it in the zero point field, the ground of being, the Unity, Quantum Soup or whatever you call it ... better still, rest in the mystery ... after the naming comes the describing and the fragmentation ... missing the mark, the original sin ...

Back in 3D land, a wander east for pilgrims finds Gigas, from Lithuania, thinking and drinking after his camino from St Jean ... still seeking the question let alone the answer ... in vino veritas perhaps, though unlikely ... more often damping the pain ... at the terrace bar for more writing, a discount on regular coffee, third visit in three days rewarded ... though half of draft post disappears ... north in search of quieter beach and Muxia route intercepted by Fatima and Michele returning from shopping in Cee in the car ... lift to beach declined, warning of dangerous currents noted ... aimless wander uncovers Ruta de los Faros, alternative Fisterra-Muxia route and quiet for Sunday lunch restaurant ... Maria, from Madeira, serves wonderful main course, mouthwateringly fresh fish, followed by two home made desserts ... lots of people come here, she says ... the season clearly not yet under way, afternoon warm sunshine notwithstanding ... Sol the cute dog watches hopefully ... a little off piste (though never piste off) wandering along the cliffs, then back home along the main beach path ... a chat with local bloke, retired sailor, his many travels ... at La Espiral pizza underway, new guests ... Manuel from Toledo, the other to be found later ...  sky clear for sunset show ... 

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