identity

A human being is a blank canvas. We feed the human through its senses. The human brain does have its own innate manner of chunking thoughts and memories which works initially on the autonomic and sympathetic level. And then, ‘we’ begin to tell the brain what to attend to, what to screen out. We overload it with input. So much overload that the brain enters what many autistics call freezing. Parents can be pleased by this because a child can and will seem quiet.

We are trained to feel hunger when we see a bottle, hear the fridge open, see people sitting in the eating place. We are trained to achieve and to equate such achievement to the word happy, by exaggerated claps and yayyyyyy from the adults around us. We are retrained to see colors as expressions of emotions by facial expressions associated with these by parents, marketing, television and all people around us. We lose the ability to retain that which is innate. The rare few that hold to what is innate are often shunned. A child that colors a robin blue on its tummy because the egg and new life are present are scolded and told NO it’s RED.

Now, move a few years ahead to adulthood. Ask me what I think about something. Personally, I think in pictures, sounds, and images, feelings, colors ecetera. I am a person who for the most part, unless a person is in imminent danger of harm of self, will refuse to share my direct thought or opinion because it is each human’s job to be themselves and to think for self. I am always watching and listening for any tool that is given to me to present to others to provoke such thinking. I have learned that expression is everything! The information glut is what it is. The manner in which valued information is shared or spread comes through knowledge and wisdom. It is the receivers job of such communication to decode the message and feed back to themselves or the sender if they desire more, different, or additional clarity. When I say clarity, I mean clarity for one’s own comprehension and chunking of knowledge. Some, more than others have fallen into the sheep trap. Some, so far that they have no idea.

I have often heard it said in various ways, there are no new thoughts nor things, we only pretend and aspire to label that which is.

The truly organized, quiet, and alert mind requires and demands inputs that are assimilated and shared among brain centers. Ever expanding use of the human brain into areas which we are told the average human does not utilize. People that are able and encouraged to chunk information in this manner, often appear eccentric. They can see interrelations between things that others cannot.

Personally, I have little desire to change anyone. It is my life purpose to be myself and those who wish to partake in what I have to offer come to me. Those who require experience with that which is different from their manner will also come, and often be quite confrontational with me. This is amusing and sad. I have great compassion and tolerance of these sorts, they know not what they do. And when they figure it out the joy is beyond all comprehension!

Everything a teacher teaches comes from the entire collection of what has created and made up the individual, quotations, articles, art, collage, the weather, tones of voice and so on. Think about it! Why else at Thanksgiving and Christmas do we see the Turkey or roast and a huge table full of glistening foods, the warm pies the fire place, the ambiance and energy expressed by candles…all on the television and our minds are triggered to sensory heaven…or to family event hells in the few seconds the commercial is running.

If I, or anyone else wishes to bring to mind an abstract or difficult idea, I would be most wise to use sensory tools that are appropriate to my audience to evoke/trigger such response to awaken the mind to be receptive. Language is acquired in this same manner. Just try to explain the idea of the word ‘i’ to some native american cultures, and what tools in your toolbox that you would use that come from outside of you to express and to explain.

To know who I am, watch and follow the things I watch, the songs I sing, and discern my intent. Enter into dialogue with me. Walk beside me. We do not have to become the other.

The Me I AM today,
Mindsweeper (also known as Elisa)