Ian: So now I can sense my self as a being, sometimes being a son, or being an employee, as in those ways of being occasionally come to the fore and my mood changes and i start thinking and imagining in the way of that being, and recognise that I am being this or that and decide to not go down those roads and come back to enjoying and appreciating instead… increasingly easily… so where in the past i may have been responding or reacting as a son, maybe a frustrated son or a worried son, and wanting to be a good son or a different kind of son, now I can more easily stop being a son and instead I carry on enjoying the moment as it is… this is a different way of being… not sure if it aligns with the in control different way of being but different than normal, right angles different. Ian's Journal - #40 by Ian
Hi Ian,
This is such an enjoyable description. Now you are beginning to discover aspects of your social identity – a son, an employee and possibly others. And naïvely paying attention to the attributes of these aspects of identity you have the choice to decline those aspects and eventually allow them to wither so that you not only can continue to enjoy and appreciate being here but naïvely marvel in wide-eyed wonder at the magnificence of the physical world around you.
This is still the same way of being even though much more enjoyable than before with less moods and triggers to diminish your enjoyment. As I wrote here a few weeks ago –
It is so much fun to discover and allow naiveté, to be like a child again (with adult sensibilities) and to more be like what you are rather than what (internalized) other people want you to be. I have it on good authority that remembering to be naive can/will boost your baseline of feeling good to feeling excellent. It’s the opposite of stressing, telling yourself off or pushing hard – it’s being playful, liking yourself and others and enjoying and appreciation being here without any cause or condition, just enjoying being alive.
Have a look at Richard’s description where this being naive can lead to – A Quaint Clay-Pit Tale.
Cheers Vineeto