Thanksgiving is with us shortly. As the name implies, perhaps I should be expressing my gratitude on this holiday, but for what? At times, it seems as if we are in a small boat in stormy seas, in danger of being swamped. Rudder broken, sails ripped, on our last legs…..the ‘old’ model of human, us, looks like a junk car ready for salvage. Maybe it’s time to turn off the news and step outside for some fresh air to find something to be thankful for.
I’ve heard about a New Human. If I could find one, that might be worth giving thanks. But I’m a bit stuck…..what does a New Human look like? How would I recognize one and where should I look? Perhaps I need to look through history for role models or heroes like Gandhi or King Arthur or others. Perhaps a journey to a faraway mystical land is called for, meditating on a mountain top. Surely this New Human is not close. Maybe they only exist in the future. The journey to find one seems too difficult, even fearful, not so?
Worse than the struggle to find one, what if the New Human I find has Flaws. Would my gratitude be stopped in its tracks? Would the New Human have to be fixed, just like the old model?
The fresh air is having a positive effect. I’m realizing that these thoughts ARE the ‘old’ model….fears, worry, uncertainty. Time for a fresh look.
Perhaps giving thanks is really giving of ourselves. It doesn’t have to be all of ourselves, just a wee bit. This could be a good starting definition for what a New Human is…someone who gives a wee bit of themselves. After all, life is in a state of constant change, constant evolution, constant creation from which we are inseparable. If 7 billion of us give a ‘wee bit’, that’s a lot of creation.
So using this definition, ‘give a wee bit’, it turns out to be easy to find New Humans. For example, there are over 1.8 million non-profits and charities in the US. There are dozens here in our New Human town. This is a good place to look.
New Humans are close by, neighbors, friends, family. In fact, I wager you are one as well.
For that I am very grateful this Thanksgiving!
By Hamilton Hayes
Sometimes, in a Robert Frostian impulse, I take the road less traveled. To the eye, these roads have a physical essence. Such was the most recent journey that Gloria and I made to the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta mountains in northern Colombia. Our mission was to support activities related to assistance to the indigenous peoples of that region. Going in, the physical, pragmatic aspects of this mission had quite a bit of clarity and to a lesser extent, so did the intellectual aspects. And as is often the case, understanding the emotional and spiritual aspects was more like trying to discern trees in a misty forest. We had to get a lot closer to the ‘trees’ before the distinct aspects of these dimensions became readily perceivable.
My belief is that every ‘thing’ in our perceived reality, is simultaneously expressed in the physical, emotional, intellectual and spiritual dimensions. In this, our third dimensional incarnation, it seems to be easier for us to be proactively conscious of the physical and, to a lesser degree, intellectual dimensions, whereas the development of our emotional and spiritual consciousness is largely reactive. Roughly speaking, the mud we are standing in is a strong impediment to increasing consciousness in these other dimensions. In other words we tend to build our worldview, our model of reality, largely from sensory experience and thought. And we also tend to habituate our worldview and operate automatically with less consciousness. To paraphrase G.I. Gurdjieff, even those who think they are enlightened, are still largely asleep. (more…)
By Hamilton Hayes
When we think of creativity we tend to identify it with art, music, literature, dance and even science and mathematics. We associate creative expression in these and other areas as a result of a gift (talent) to us combined with our sustained commitment (hard work). We may come to have limiting beliefs, perceiving ourselves as wholly without talent. In essence we may feel passed over during the ‘gifting’ process as we incarnated. Who of us hasn’t at one time or another, seen a remarkable performance or a work of art and said ‘oh, I wish I could do that, BUT I can’t.’ The sources of this self critique may be many: parents, teachers, siblings and others who helped us diminish our self-worth, often without our realization of what was occurring. (more…)