Critical Mass

I thought I'm pretty open-minded. But when in a group of people you find yourself in a way 'least spiritual', or rather the most skeptic, is frustrating. Suddenly you question your life experience a lot. 

How do you adopt a totally new way of thinking? (or feeling?) Day 2 and I feel I have to hammer my brain to stay open, to receive, to participate. Would be so easy to put my usual labels on what is happening, but I have no partner for that. Frustrating, but probably lucky.

This is why you got to jump into things out of the usual context. It feels like falling into a hole, and immediately you try to get hold on something familiar, hasting with your hand to find another. If you find that hand you may climb back to what you call 'normal'. But if you can give it time, you may eventually fall deeper and meet something new. Not that I say it's easy.

“Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whorever you are, no matter how lonely,

The world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.”

(Mary Oliver – Wild geese)

Perception of impossible

Travel notes from Luton airport and the train to Forres

How should we approach the whole global crisis and sustainability? Have a look at my theory about how we perceive the impossible: 

Taken my theory, my position is clearly in the realist. A collapse of civilization seems inevitable, very likely inside my lifetime. Not that I worry for my safety, I know I can make an easy life for myself even when states are failing over my head. I’m worried to see myself reluctant and unbelieving that whatever I do can make a difference, I struggle to find a hold on the big global thing. Where should I contribute?

So my quest is partly this: to transition from being a realist, into being a believer. To face all the data, all the facts, all the scary prospects but in the face of all that be able to truly believe in a sustainable world coming and be passionate about making it happen. Because a believer makes the impossible possible. Would I be able to do that?

First night in Scotland: couchsurfing in Aberdeen, a city of sea gulls, Hogwarts like buildings and church-pubs. My amazing hosts welcomed me with dinner, and over some pálinka and Scottish ale we discussed this and that. I’m glad I’m here, I love travelling, I feel alive.

Start.

On my way to Findhorn, a perfect official start for this blog. In the movie an asshole handicapped soldier becomes a spiritual nature freak, a hero and the savior of the planet (and also hooks up with the hottest girl around). I hope you understand the analogy, and the blog title.
First thing first, the guy is fed up with his situation, and so jumps into the unknown (an other planet actually). So here we go, Scotland that is!