P O S T E D B Y S A L L Y
I am present to the blog. Beneath its textual exterior, I sense the movement of its eidos. But I don’t grasp it in its absolute essence, in its “flowing thisness,” as Husserl called it. It’s a state of consciousness that appears to me: the state of a self-identical real ego-subject.
I’m so caught up in my present doing, in the writing of this post, that I fear the clear impression will slip away.
Stephan Bodian, Dharma teacher in the Zen tradition and the author of several books, including Meditation For Dummies, writes:
From the highest spiritual perspective, we can never lose our connection with being. In fact, the separation between being and doing is just another fabrication of the mind. No matter how still we try to become, doing is always happening …
Beyond the vivid intuition that it is there-for-me, what, then, is my blog doing? It is …
Satisfying my need for self-expression. Perhaps I demand freedom of speech as compensation for the freedom of thought I seldom exercise. Dixi et animum levavi (I have spoken and given my soul rest).
Creating a space for the free exchange of ideas. Let this blog be a lake in which elephants can wade and sheep can swim. Let it play a role, if it can, in democratizing moral and intellectual authority.
Introducing and propagating memes. Dawkins’s catch-phrases, beliefs, fashions, ways of making pots—they’re all here at White Courtesy Telephone. In the days of Noah, some of these might have been called “ideas.”
Transforming a group of loosely associated individuals into a community with shared understandings about the world and how to change it.
Perhaps most of the time my blog is doing none of these things. Let me remember, however, as it sits there on my screen, staring at me blankly with its reptilian eyes, that there’s a beating heart beneath its tightly stretched skin.