In response to Pandemic. Narrow Vision, a dear friend reflected:
“Some think Bill Gates is connected to this ‘new world order’ where we become one people ruled by one leader, probably from the US. There’s a conspiracy theory that this virus was no mistake and that what looks very much like generosity to the eye may very well be a new plan of world Government control.”
When it comes to a conspiracy theory, “I’ll believe it when I see it.”
I’m inclined to see how corrupt leaders have lined pockets by fomenting war. But many individual evils don’t amount to a globally planned and coordinated evil, to me.
Carl Jung might say conspiracy theories resemble potent dark archetypes that appeal to our collective unconscious.
One out of 1000 are actually true — let’s say — and that distorts our visions of the other 999. I dump them in the same bucket as unreal reality TV, and the common non-sense of common sense.
If, on your life’s journey, you’ve reached some point of self honesty — rather than ego inflation — I’d trust your vision. Was George Bush II a goofball? Yeah. Was Barack Obama a good guy? Yeah. Is Donald Trump a good guy? No. Is Bill Clinton a mixture of both? Yeah.
Jordan Peterson paraphrases Carl Jung,
“Beware of wisdom not earned.”
Peterson, contends that there is grave vulnerability in naïveté, and those who have not probed and faced the darkness potential in every single human soul are naive positivists. The most reputable sages in our history concur that life is suffering. To pretend otherwise is psychological denial.
The truth is most often what it appears to be, when seen through the eyes of truthful people who are not Petersonianly naive. Satan only posits sheep in wolves’ clothing for those who repress wolves into the unconscious of their Jungian Shadows and deny the daunting imperative to face them.
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I live a block from a Carnegie public library whose namesake wrote, “The man who dies rich dies disgraced.” Bill Gates prophesied a pandemic for which we are woefully prepared and has put his money where his mouth is, stewarding his fortune to address global suffering, including this pandemic.
The stewardship of wealth by titans is merely the most collectively visible reminder of the power of individual persons. Responsible stewardship by moguls is their “giving back” to the persons who collectively enabled their wealth. It’s their self-emptying from atop humps on camels which face needle eyes (or ropes or Gates, if you prefer; see).
Carnegie lived through the Civil War and The Spanish-American war, and was frustrated by the hypocritical lip service of US presidents to global peace—dialogs entertained for the sad purposes of campaign finance messes that continue to plague us a century later, according to at least one reputed historian ￼indicts these presidents as war mongers. Carnegie was left to attempt global diplomacy largely on his own. World War I followed. And the unspeakable horrors of the 20th century ensued:
He was very much a “fool for peace.” His legacy is the notion that civilized people should not consider war inevitable but, rather, an aberration to be abolished. He was a “possibilist,” not a realist. We need more such [people]… willing to dream of a better world and to do what they can to bridge the gap between the present and that better future they envision.
Not too long after Teddy Roosevelt betrayed Carnegie, his fifth cousin lamented:
I have seen war… blood running from the wounded… the dead in the mud. I have seen cities destroyed… children starving. I have seen the agony of mothers and wives. I hate war.
As we consume sweeping epic news stories about the pandemic, let’s remember that the agony and death are happening to individual human persons.
FDR’s hatred was penned half a decade before the US entered World War II. Half a decade before today’s pandemic, Bill Gates prophesied about our unreadiness for a pandemic in a TED Talk. He put his money where his mouth was even before that prophecy, and continues to do so, marshaling human resources to complement governmental, academic, and private corporate cooperation.
It’s easier to tell and hear the story of one person than of so many heroic persons. But Gates’ generosity has no meaning without single persons translating it into transcendent goodness. If we keep our global vision integrated with a narrowed local vision, this historical event can deeply touch both our personal and collective souls.
The call to social distancing etc. is a cosmically potent prophecy about thinking globally and acting locally: A virus has no respect for sequestered material wealth. Each individual person is vulnerable, and has a responsibility to the collective of humanity—because each person has intrinsic, divine worth by virtue of inestimable value, power, and therefore responsibility. We are all Spider-Mans.
The nobility of “first responders” now includes souls in the food industry and grocery stores. The unspeakable horrors of the 20th century have not entirely drawn our collective attention. At the dawn of the 21st-century, nearly 2 decades ago, horrors above central Pennsylvania, at the Pentagon, and in New York City produced tangible legacies in US society. Little motivates transformation more than the tragedy of deep suffering. As it is for individuals, so it is for a civilization.
Be a first responder to your sister, brother, child, parent… neighbor, grocery bagger, nurse assistant… stranger who walks past six feet away… We are persons before we are a people.
This mystery of paradox is this pandemic’s message:
Vulnerability and power are two sides of the same coin.
By honoring the infinite worth of each person we encounter, we honor our own divine spark within—vulnerable and powerful.
[Tomorrow, related, “Pandemic. Mother Earth’s Dark Night of the Soul.” Tap “Notify me of new posts via email.” at the end of this page to receive an email when it’s posted. In the meantime, a first response: Pandemic Conspiracy Theory of The New World Order Cabal]
[some liberty with an artist’s creation]
I’ve been searching for something sacred I lost, taken out of my soul. We all start in the streams, we’re all carried along, through the desert of truth, we all end in the ocean. I don’t know why I go walking at night; now I’m tired and I don’t want to walk anymore. I hope it doesn’t take the rest of my life until I find what I’ve been looking for. I’m not sure about a life after this; God knows I’ve never been a spiritual man. I know I’m searching for something so undefined that it can only be seen by the eyes of the blind. Something I’d never lose, somebody stole.
Source: Surprise! Official. | Live, release tour. | Live, more contemporary (15 yrs later), electric spontaneity.
A wholly secular, scientific viral TED talk by an epidemiologist (here) notes that more pandemics lie ahead, and a dimension of essential preparedness is the fortification of healthcare systems in under-developed nations by aid from the wealthier “unto the least of our brethren,” five years after Bill Gates’ prophetic TED Talk was preceded by more than a decade with the warning of Stan Lee’s Spider-Man that, “With great power comes great responsibility” (Uncle Ben, or another, or centuries earlier). Then there’s the all-time best-seller, millennia earlier:
When I was sick, you visited me.
Whatsoever you do to the least of my people,
That you do unto me.
Now enter into the home of my father.
That amalgamation comes from the song below, which was inspired by verses 31 ff of Mt 25, the chapter before The Passion begins (fuller verses below song material):
‘For I was sick and you visited me’… ‘Lord, when did we see thee sick and visit thee?’ ‘Truly, as you did it to one of the least of these my brethren, you did it to me. Come, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.’*
Whatsoever You Do
When I was hungry you gave me to eat
When I was thirsty you gave me to drink
When I was homless you opened your door
When I was naked you gave me your coat
When I was weary you helped me find rest
When I was anxious you helped calm all my fears
When I was laughed at you stood by my side
When I was happy you shared in my joy
Now enter into the home of my father
Whatsoever you do to the least of my people
That you do unto me
Matthew 25:31-end(46), the chapter of Mt before The Passion begins.
34… ‘Come, O blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world; 35 for…36… I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ 37…’Lord, when did we see thee hungry and feed thee, or thirsty and give thee drink? 38 And when did we see thee a stranger and welcome thee, or naked and clothe thee? 39 And when did we see thee sick or in prison and visit thee?’ 40… ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brethren, you did it to me.’*
31 “When the Son of man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, then he will sit on his glorious throne. 32 Before him will be gathered all the nations, and he will separate them one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats, 33 and he will place the sheep at his right hand, but the goats at the left. 34 Then the King will say to those at his right hand, ‘Come, O blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world; 35 for I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, 36 I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ 37 Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see thee hungry and feed thee, or thirsty and give thee drink? 38 And when did we see thee a stranger and welcome thee, or naked and clothe thee? 39 And when did we see thee sick or in prison and visit thee?’ 40 And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brethren, you did it to me.’*
* Revised Standard Version, Second Catholic (or Ignatius) Edition (RSV-2CE), online.
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Sometimes a Self must be *forced* to surrender its ego to its soul, to ‘widen’ the Self, alchemically integrating the false and True Self. Sages say it is not only some, but all selves which must go this Way. Many may not experience this humility until passage from this world.
We fear most what we understand least–the dimensions of our Self which we have repressed into our Shadow. Our unconscious. Darkness within. So into and within that darkness must we wander to find the missing pieces of our whole Self. There we strain our vision, and the gentler eyes of the soul can behold our repressed flaws in mercy. There in the dark night, we develop and practice seeing with the soul’s eyes. And those developing eyes can then also look out upon the world with mercy.
What egos fear most is their own respective darkness. Their Shadows. We fear and poorly understand God. Particularly the unconditionality of God’s love for us. Thanks a lot, shame:) The soul is a part of us forever willing to embrace its ego without conditions, without judging our mistakes too harshly–understanding that they are a consequence of our ego’s narrow vision, and our attempts to demystify mystery.
A wider understanding of God awaits in the darkness of our unconscious Shadow. By a larger way of “knowing,” we actually already know that: The Way of the soul, with which we can behold our full Self and the world with more divine eyes–a profound Way of “knowing” God better, by shared perspective with God. Seeing our selves more like God sees us.
Our unconscious is still part of us. Our unconscious still holds self knowledge. The self “knows” this narrowly, including in the ego’s familiar way of knowing in the conscious mind. This is why psychology urges us to pay attention to our emotions. They are a dialogue and conduit between the conscious ego-mind and our unconscious. To restore the full Self, that dialog and conduit must widen.
How would I say my “psyche has changed or evolved or developed or grown?” By widening my self’s vision, better seeing the “small things of this day” which Yahweh “created me for”; better seeing “abundance.” Better soul-vision.
“This awareness seems to have had to widen for me to have an authentically humble confidence that I’ve been transformed into a person incapable of inflicting those kinds of suffering any longer.” (More…)
I cannot transform what I cannot see. I can more deliberately cultivate the requisite soul-vision in a deep-rest state, where my inner dialogs are moving more slowly, so I can be less fearful when I bump into my flaws in the darkness.
Seeing my Self more clearly seems essential to transformation, for without attending to that brutally slow process, the ego tempts my Self to stray. The courage to keep my soul-eyes open comes from cultivating faith that the journey is in progress. The en-courage-ment from an archetypal Father is within: Abba’s spark.