Life is filled with questions. The answers in most cases only add more questions. I live an external mystery searching; trying to solve my scientifically described experience of everyday interactions with the world around me.
But what about questions like the ones asked by many people who have experienced this journey before me? For example:
Where did this thought come from? Where does it go? What effect does it have upon others and myself? How do I know how to dream, when I have never been taught to do so? How do I speak without understanding the mechanisms? Why do I feel that I have an eternal reality, when it is obvious that I was physically born and will physically die? These questions may seem unscientific, and that my inner world is symbolic and the exterior world is real, but it appears that my psychological reality is the primary one that forms all my external events. I do have the freedom of ideas and there is no real bondage except for the bondage of ideas that I create myself.
I have an innate yearning to help other people, when in fact I will not help myself; I choose not to love myself because I don't measure up to the external expectations of others; yet I will sacrifice myself when my fellow traveler is in need. The idea that we are all connected is deeply rooted in my psyche.
Arthur Schopenhauer the German Philosopher born in 1788 explains it this way:
"There is something really mysterious, something for which Reason can provide no explanation, and for which no basis can be found in practical experience. It is nevertheless of common occurrence, and everyone has had the experience. It is not unknown even to the most hard-hearted and self-interested. Examples appear everyday before our eyes of instant responses of this kind, without reflection, one person helping another, coming to his aid, even setting his own life in clear danger for someone whom he has seen for the first time, having nothing more in mind than that the other is need and in peril of his life. "
My inner universe deals with a different kind of order, different perceptions than what I have been taught. Survival of the fittest is not the cry of my inner self; it is the awareness that we are all one, united in our questionable external mystery and celebrating the answers within us.
Perhaps the external universe I see outside of me is really a mirror of the universe within me. All the answers to external questions may not come from science, but from the world of the unexplained that is waiting for me to feel it, to express it and to love it. In love I can be who I am; I can live my truth and I can be of service to all life. Recognizing that I am love is the purpose of physical life, freeing myself from the bondage of false ideas is my mission.
Howard (Hal) Thomas Manogue, was born in Philadelphia, and is a forerunner to the Indigo children, a now age term for misfit with an intuitive nature, a desire to know his truth with a gift of giving and sharing. Hal retired from the shoe industry after 35 years of sole searching, and discovered his real soul. He enjoys art, music, philosophy, psychology, nature and people.
His poems have been published by: Mystic Pop Magazine, Children Of The New Earth Magazine, New Age Tribune, Seasons Of The Soul Newsletters, Lightship News and Writers In The Sky Newsletters. His essays can be found on Hal's Blog and Website: http://halmanogue.blogspot.com/ and http://www.shortsleeves.net - He lives in Franklin Tennessee.
Hal's new book Short Sleeves Insights: Live A Ordinary Life In An Non-Ordinary Way will be in print in April. Visit any bookstore or Hal's website to get a copy. Hal's third Collection Of poetry: Short Sleeves A Book For Friends will also be in print in April.