i came into this world understanding this concept. i have been criticized for "setting the bar too low" for myself. could be. that is because it does not matter. i am. that is enough.
"don't wander too far into the woods, little redrock," called her mother when the head-strong little girl disobeyed, as was her custom and pleasure. "i don't think i will mind if the boogey-man gets me. i might learn some new tricks from him. and who knows, maybe it could be the boogey-woman. she would have a unique perspective on things," she mused.
just keep on keeping on till my party is over, i suppose. i always knew there was more than meets the eye. when i was a little kid, i wandered away from home many times to walk along the stream and sit underneath a willow tree and listen to the chirping of the birds and the humming insects, to see the waves in the hot air and sense the breeze.
“…Hope Street, South Williamsburg, Brooklyn, NY. 1950’s
Managing to exchange identities, Mother became Esmeralda Rivera, avoiding suspicion by Dominican custom officials, and persecution upon our arrival in America.
The plan was for her to sow our family’s seed of redemption (me) where the beast would least likely look.
In the 1950's Williamsburg became home to Dominican and Puerto Rican families seeking entry into a dream of social advancement and economic empowerment.
to use a cliche, i am a spiritual being having a human experience. i am generally content and well in the simple mode of "just being" - having a presence which is perhaps inconsequential in terms of human achievement but fulfilled in my personal "divinity." no, i am not arrogant. i have lost my human form, in the castaneda sense. question is: now what? persist?
Today I stumbled over an essay I wrote in May 2000 in preparation for my dissertation (which was on "Identity and international business negotiation" - IBN are a bit boring on their own so the identity concept was supposed to make it a bit more interesting).
The Ancient Greek aphorism “Know Thy Self” (Greek: γνώθι σεαυτόν or gnothi seauton) was inscribed in shiny gold letters above the entrance to the Temple of Apollo at Delphi. It is a fundamental concept attributed to a number of philosophers, including Socrates, and an ideal that the human race has been striving towards for 2500 years.
So at the ripe old age of 23 I've finally gotten over my soul searching. I'm done shuffling through philosophies and ideologies. I'm tired of trying on and throwing off all these different systems of meaning. It's not that I've finally found the real me, or that I've settled into a particular worldview. I'm honestly no more confident about who I am or what my place is in the world than before.
More than twenty-five years ago I took the ferry across the Irish sea from Britain to the land of my ancestors. I’ve always been fascinated with Ireland. Both my grandmothers had stories to tell about it; though they spoke from quite different perspectives. A lot of Australians attest to the uncanny experience of stepping off the boat at Dun Laoghaire and immediately feeling at home.
As we evolve and bust through our gender-identity roles, we see changes across the board. Some of the more dramatic shifts come with embracing homosexuality and transgender issues.
THE TYRANNY OF THE SELF IMAGE:
OR, HOW TO SCREW YOURSELF
“Your self image is your pattern! Every thought has an activity visualized. Every activity belongs to a pattern. You identify with your pattern or thought. Your patterns lead your life.”
—J. G. Gallimore
“Your wife is not really your wife. She is an agent of Interzone Incorporated.”
The following is a piece of writing I actively channeled from the language god Thoth. It was for a transformative class I took three years ago by the name of Doubles, Doppelgangers, Clones, Surrogate Selves and so forth....This class was about exploring and creating a multiple identity through art, writing and reflection.
"Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for." — Hopi elders
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