Clayton Kershaw: "A line drive to the warning track on one pitch, I'll take that over a strikeout any day."I recently went through my ten-year ritual of buying a car. The anticipation was exciting; the search was stressful but enjoyable. Like most large purchases, we decided on a reasonable price range, browsed within it, and inevitably fell in love with something at the upper limit. We sat with the salesman, negotiated, and shook hands. You would think that spending so much money on something I genuinely wanted would make me the happiest guy in Rhode Island. But, if I’m honest, I didn’t feel much different.
Someone might say it just wasn’t the right car—that the right object would have changed everything. But most of us know that’s not true. We may feel a brief spark of pleasure, but not any sustained joy. Why? Because the fantasy surrounding the object disappears the moment we possess it. What can sustain real contentment, however, is understanding the structure of desire—learning how it deceives us. Once we grasp this structure deeply, we gain the ability to enjoy the present rather than being manipulated by promises of future satisfaction. The one who inherently understands this structure can ever-sustain their enjoyment. So I begin with a warning: satisfaction does not come from gaining things. Everyone knows this. And yet we all behave as if buying the house, the car, or the jewelry will finally fulfill us. Every time. Why? Because we misunderstand how enjoyment works. We don’t see the structure of Desire, and we confuse it with something far simpler: Demand. Some things we “desire” are actually Demands—needs tied to survival, like food and drink. Demand can be satisfied by obtaining an object. A hungry baby gulps, burps, and smiles—that’s Demand fulfilled. But the moment a need moves beyond necessity, it enters the realm of Desire, and if we don’t understand Desire’s structure, dissatisfaction sets in, even when it appears we get what we want. This is the moment where others—especially those who understand Desire—gain power over us. Because some objects satisfy Demand, we imagine an object must also exist that can satisfy Desire. We are promised this everywhere. But Desire is more complicated: it points not to a real object, but to an imaginary, idealized object shaped by what we imagine others desire. A useful name for this is the Sacred Object. The Sacred Object is built by what we imagine other’s wanting—cars, houses, jewelry, status, beauty, youth, success. The greater the sacrifice required to obtain it, the more valuable it seems. And our culture exploits this structure relentlessly. Advertising is one of its most sophisticated tools. It is no coincidence that the father of public relations, Edward Bernays—Sigmund Freud’s nephew—used psychology to engineer mass desire. As he famously said: “If we understand the mechanism and motives of the group mind, is it not possible to control and regiment the masses according to our will without their knowing about it?” The Sacred Object promises to fill an inner lack that began when we first became separate subjects—when the “oceanic oneness” with the mother ended. That lack stays with us for life, taking the shape of frustration, alienation, brokenness, or incompleteness. We seek to heal it. The Sacred Object promises to heal it. It never does. This is because in order to be a subject, in order to participate in the world, a gap is required, we must be a part and apart from it. And, therefore, the Sacred Object does not exist. To understand how Desire traps us, in the non-existence of and inability to obtain the Sacred Object, we must explore how its two main components– Object of Desire (OoD) and the Object Cause of Desire (OCoD) – work together. Desire requires something we want (OoD) and a barrier that keeps it out of reach (OCoD). The barrier can be money, distance, wrapping paper—anything that maintains the “gap” between us and the object. Once the object is obtained, that gap collapses, and Desire collapses with it—leaving eventual boredom or melancholy. This is why the “cures” for this alienation like commodities, self-help, drugs, and endless novelty fail us. They exploit the structure of Desire without revealing it. Two other “solutions” have been created which seem to escape the Desire trap, but they are tricks as well – my book Klobberland talks of a third option: Option 1: Openly Position the Object of Desire as Unreachable. This creates an infinite gap and an eternal Desire. Hedonistic Western religions often rely on this strategy—promising heaven, utopia, or salvation always “later,” always out of reach. This sustains Desire but hides its structure. It creates dependence on doctrine, priests, rituals, and “enemies” that must be defeated to preserve the promised future. It is a structure that has fueled everything from proselytization to genocides. Option 2: Eliminate Desire Altogether. This is the nihilistic approach associated with many Eastern traditions. It seeks to extinguish Desire by extinguishing the OoD. But Desire is essential to human life—it drives passion, purpose, and meaning. And the pursuit of “no desire” is its own Desire: Desiring not to desire. The OoD and OCoD remain intact. This path often turns violence inward through asceticism, bodily domination, or ego-annihilation; in some cases, it spills outward, as in those who use spiritual belief to justify self-destruction or harm to others. Option 3: A third way — the path that Klobberland explores. This approach teaches the structure of Desire openly. It refuses superstition and rejects fantasies of heaven or nirvana. Instead, it makes an object of desire out of the lack itself. It shows how “Nothing” can be desirable—not as nihilism, but as liberation from being controlled by illusions of completeness. This is not defeatism. It is the only stance that dissolves external control and restores genuine freedom. It accepts brokenness rather than fleeing from it. Its byproduct is kindness: to ourselves, to others, and even to our own anxiety. In this third option, the OoD and OCoD collapse into one another. We no longer chase a final “Something” as though it will fill some hole within us, because we understand that once the object is obtained, the obstacle disappears and Desire evaporates. Instead, we set our sights on the gap itself—on the “not having”—and discover enjoyment there. Love is a perfect illustration: In love, the other is an object of desire whose endless mystery always maintains a distance. That distance sustains Desire. In lust, the person is reduced to a simple object; Desire ends the moment they are “gotten.” The process of meditation also exposes this entire structure. We often assume that suffering belongs only to those who fail to get what they want. But even in the best of times—when I do get what I want—I immediately feel the impulse to gorge on it, and in that very indulgence discover that this isn’t what I wanted after all. Satisfaction folds quickly into dissatisfaction, and it is the belief that we can escape this cycle that produces suffering. Meditation reveals this truth directly. The moment we attempt to sit still—even for five minutes—discomfort rushes in. With no distractions, we become acutely aware of the restless dissatisfaction built into us. This is the point: not to flee the frustration, but to encounter it. Meditation’s purpose is to expose the contradiction rather than to dissolve it. And in that exposure lies a quiet liberation. This is enlightenment—not escape, but finding joy in the very contradiction that makes us who we are. This is why meditation aligns naturally with the third option that Klobberland explores: embracing the structure of desire rather than masking it, fighting it, or elevating it into fantasy. Klobberland does not say we cannot passionately pursue objects; only that achieving them will not complete us. It teaches that not-fully-getting – that getting Nothingness – is essential to Desire and the true path to enjoyment. If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love THE ART OF WAR AND BASEBALL!! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com
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Ross Perot: "Life is never more fun than when you're the underdog competing against the giants."I would be remiss if I didn’t write about the Dodgers second World Series win in as many years. With the highest payroll in baseball ($95M/year more than the Blue Jays) much of the buzz leading up to the World Series was on the topic of the underdog, and so in this blog post I wanted to take the opportunity to explore this concept in greater detail. The idea of the underdog is complex. When we think about famous underdog stories like David and Goliath, it’s natural for most of us—aside from those with a personal stake in the outcome, like Goliath’s friends or family—to sympathize with the one who’s clearly outmatched. Especially if, in a match of intended fair play, one side appears to be equipped to a greater degree than another. Why is this?
Well, my take is that it comes down to the idea of justice. Justice is what is called a “master signifier.” This means that although you can look up the word in the dictionary, it has no definite meaning. It is a purely visionary concept which one always strives to achieve but can never grasp. You can think of it as something that brings meaning to the world rather than has its own definite meaning. Other examples of master signifiers are truth and love. Poets will forever seek to describe their elusive nature, but luckily, never will. The law is the current distillation of the rules of justice, but this is exactly why the law changes, because, over time, we come to realize where the law, although seeming just, was not just. And so, we arrive at the underdog. The underdog appears when the Libra scale of justice has clearly become unbalanced - when one side has the upper hand in some way. Using this image, justice always appears on the lower side of the scale - the side of the oppressed. And the oppressor can never be just unless the scales swing and they become the oppressed. This is why Simone Weil claimed that “justice flees from the camp of conquerors,” because if the oppressed happened to overtake the oppressor, they would become the oppressor, and the scale would shift the other way. This is precisely why everyone prefers to think of themselves as the underdog (I mean, I watched the Patriots claim to be the underdog for 20 years while they won 6 super bowls) because, as Camus said, “the king is always evil.” The king lacks a just purpose. The underdog is the only one with the valiant task of removing the boot from their neck, but the master only seeks to hold it there. This gives the underdog a strong purpose, and why the master, although appearing to be happy, or releasing an ecstatic burst upon winning, is typically, in their moment of triumph, more lost of purpose than the underdog. We see this in action during Freddy Freeman's interview after winning the greatest prize in baseball. He was asked how it felt to win back-to-back championships. He immediately reframed the answer in the guise of the underdog and referenced the Yankees as three-peat champions, maintaining his status as lower than the Evil Empire. So, what does the Blue Jays manager, John Schneider, still have on his side after the World Series loss? My claim. Justice. And that's not a bad side to be on. For as MLK said, the universe "bends towards justice." If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love THE ART OF WAR AND BASEBALL!! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com Joe Castiglione: "Machado pinwheels the bat, nobody on base, two men out, bottom of the ninth, 5-1 Red Sox ... "In baseball, each inning is a downward traverse, from the top of the inning to the bottom. This parallels the direction of enlightenment. Our prevailing myths talk about ascension as the direction of success. But when we give something our all, we commonly refer to it as “emptying the tank.” What remains, down there, once everything is given? What’s left when there’s nothing left to give? Meditation and mindfulness practices tell us that it is precisely you that is found there in that emptiness, freed from control, awakened to the universe. This descent can be scary but is life-giving. My new book, KLOBBERLAND, now out for sale on Amazon, explores the terrain of this emptiness through a reimagined decreation story. A story which provides a mythology for the structures upon which mindfulness practices sit. This structure is hidden, but once you find it, it cannot be unseen. You see it everywhere. Walking through the city streets I snapped a picture of the following image and, upon reflection, this poem emerged from the Bottom. Until There’s Nothing Left I love your Emptiness, the dark part of you I do not know The secret part of you that you don’t know, but which radiates from you like the sun Who you are is hidden there Shielded from words At times blazing like a dragon’s fire From fear of this Source unknown I’m a knight Aspiring to eternally find you, tending to your fear through embrace Adoring your appearance when your brokenness feels loved When it knows its gift allows Your Emptiness to be seen A glimpse of You consumes me Into your well I jump, forever falling I combust towards Emptiness Until there’s nothing left If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love THE ART OF WAR AND BASEBALL!! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com A. Bartlett Giamatti (7th MLB commissioner): "Baseball breaks your heart. It's designed to break your heart."With a new book, Klobberland, coming out in October, I describe the trajectory of my work.
Book 1: A book of meditations on baseball, a game that says something deep about the fundamental nature of reality. Book 2: The story of one man’s uncensored encounter with that fundamental reality, and the suffering that can result from a lack of awareness of one’s relationship to it. Book 3: An attempt to describe that fundamental reality directly through a creation myth. What it turned into was a critique of the prevailing myths and stories of our culture, which do everything they can to hide this fundamental reality from the world. Book 1: The Art of War and Baseball – in the words of the commissioner A. Bartlet Giamatti (late 80s) “baseball breaks your heart. It’s designed to break your heart.” – And so is life. This can discourage the best of us. We believe we find no pleasure in the all-too-frequent valleys of the game. We become easily disinterested in the vicissitudes of sport. We can’t buy-in to the struggle, the habitual failure of a .250 batting average. But this brokenness of heart can also have the opposite effect, keeping us in an endless illusion of belief, that tomorrow will finally bring the win that will make one a champion, and end the need to continue the game at all. Both of these responses betray the game. One runs while another wishes its end. And then there are others who were born with the wisdom to know that nothing lasts. And it’s only when we live well with that “nothing” that we find the eternal, we see “nothing,” not as worthless, but like the Rubin’s Vase, coming into focus before our eyes. Although this nothingness is the ungraspable component of the universe, when we have the courage to reduce ourselves towards it, we can see it uniquely cloaked in the state of being a game. Not in endless wins or losses, not in belief or disbelief, but in that joy of suspended disbelief, the state where we know it’s all a game, and we know it’s here to break our heart, but we choose to participate anyway. Through cold or intense heat, and sometimes, in a warm green field, in the sun. Book 2: Hologram Heroes – Johnny is affected by a physical brokenness. The most prominent actor in the play of Johnny’s life is his amputated hand, a phantom, a present absence that can fulfill or destroy. “Hologram heroes” is his reference to hologram baseball cards – reflecting the power that the stories we tell ourselves have to create the prevailing myths and heroes which outline the enjoyment or despair of our current state. Book 3: Klobberland, is a mythic journey beyond belief and identity that reveals what emerges when the stories fall away and the brokenness that remains paves the way for the mystery of the self to break through. Tony LaRusa: "I heard he said something like, 'I play my game.' No he doesn't. He plays the game of Major League Baseball."I’ve talked a great deal on the detrimental effects of the theist concept of belief. How it is typically used as a way of limiting the great wonders of the world to a level of hedonistic understanding in order to free us from the existential angst of the Unknown. How it is used to enslave people in a type of impulsive participation, feeding off the hidden structures of desire. But I also don’t claim to be an atheist, a non-believer, because this opposing position is just as controlled, except this group has reduced the entire thing to the control of a lifeless machine. A true atheist could only enter nihilism and despair, but most atheists don’t. They typically just replace the sacred object of desire with something secular; most commonly, commodity satisfaction. But there is a third position, which is the position I take up when I am asked about belief. If asked, for example, "do you believe in Jesus?" I’d say "I believe in the story of Jesus like I believe in the story of Rocky," through the lens of the third position of belief, and that is suspended disbelief. This doesn’t satisfy the listener and at first seems like a flippant or deflecting response, or a less committed position than belief or non-belief. But I assure you it is not. The third position is a commitment, but it’s a commitment to the Ineffable Mystery, rather than to some finite description. It’s where the power of a story doesn’t depend on its literal facticity, but on the willingness to let it move you. I don’t need to believe Rocky existed when I watch the movie, I also don’t sit there and say “this guy doesn’t exist,” for I would have no chance to enjoy the movie. So what do I do? Knowing that “belief” and “disbelief” sedate my life in some way, I instead suspend my disbelief and I cry with joy. I am able to experience the message, hear the call, and allow the Real to speak. Life is the same. At the point of being asked to “believe” anything you have three choices, (1) belief: literally trick yourself into thinking it’s true (this eliminates faith) (2) disbelief: literally trick yourself into thinking it’s false (this eliminates meaning) or (3) suspended disbelief: let go of the need to grasp it as true or false all together but choose to participate nonetheless (the faith position). Jean-Paul Sartre uses the term “bad faith” for the first two positions, in which we are willing to so quickly engage in self-deception about the world. We forget, in a sense, that we’re all just playing a game of contradiction, it’s just whether you're an unwitting (belief), unwilling (non-belief) or willing (suspended disbelief) participant.
Benjamin Franklin: "Money has never made a man happy, nor will it, there is nothing in its nature to produce happiness. The more of it one has the more on wants."On a recent trip to London this last month with my family I had the ironic opportunity to, in the same day, attend Hamilton at the Victoria Theatre and view the Crown Jewels at the Tower of London. I quickly realized there couldn’t be two more diametrically opposed touristy excursions in a single day. The idea of the jewels seemed harmless enough yet, heavily guarded in the walls of a stone castle and displayed under bulletproof glass, side-by-side with the dungeons, torture chambers and the remnants of exotic animal cages from the royal menagerie, I smelled the rancid musk of a spoiled opulence wafting through the summer air, overpowering any sense of awe the keepers were attempting to conjure from the exhibit. I guess I hadn’t thought much about it before, but the jewels shined a reflective light on how easily we can find ourselves in an ignorant compliance, especially when born into a land where conformity to an institutionalized celestial totalitarianism dressed in pomp and circumstance was commonplace. Crowns were laden with thousands of encrusted diamonds and pearls, golden swords and staffs were bedazzled in jewels, attempting to blind one’s eyes to the hypocrisy of it all, forcing heads down and knees bent to the light of their radiating glare. I wasn’t impressed more than enlightened by this incredible show of wealth and power. There was no question who authorized all of this. Of course, suppression and dominance to this degree could be granted by no other than God himself. On the walls were a multitude of quotes reinforcing the divine rights of kings, the orbs, set under crosses, reminding the masses how the kingdoms of this world provide us a glimpse into the kingdom of God, all shielding the viewer from focusing any unwanted energy on the shame of disparity that accompanies all material extravagance. Robes of the Lord, laced in gold, provided the proper garments to clothe the anointed ones, labeling them servants of the kingdom, and providers of salvation. How nice it must be to live in a world where your leader holds divine power. Turns out, Hamilton didn’t think so. Neither did any of the founding fathers, who rose up, by their own efforts, in a quest for freedom from this monarchical tyranny and intentional separation of church and state. The opposite path to freedom is conformity to divine rule. Although paradoxically, we find, as we work with our own two hands together towards freedom, the divine emerges. Let us not return to the days where we’re tricked into thinking this exorbitant decadence will provide anything but suffering, famine, and death. Let us not forget that those who claim to wield the heavens are not on our side, they are on the side of the gods, and like gods, they will not hesitate to punish those unwilling to conform. As Hamilton said, let’s instead, “raise a glass to freedom!”
If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love my other work on the BENEFITS OF BROKENNESS!! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com Richard Feynman: "We get the exciting result that the total energy of the universe is zero. Why this should be so is one of the great mysteries - and therefore one of the important questions in physics."The 0-0 count is the only position in baseball in which neither the pitcher nor the batter holds an advantage over the other. This neutrality of zero, or nothing, can help us begin to understand its power, especially as it's applied to the concept of God.
God as Nothing How elegant that is Dark, like the joyous mystery without and within Invisible, like her breath, intermixed with his Pungent, like the sacred smell of a lover Void, like the womb from which we begin Death, the fear upon which we use idols to cover Mislabeling them God, in sin Stillness, a counterbalance that animates life Precious, like wheels in the no-thing of time Embracing, like the caring arms of a brother in strife The only eternal thing that I can call mine Absent, like everything we long for as we're on our way Empty, like the space that great stars hold Endless, like the paths onto which we stray A negation of everything that we know Non-existent, as the pain you try to keep deep inside, Deeper than deep, lower than low Silent, as the sound the truth replied The destination of where we all go If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love THE BENEFIT OR BROKENNESS and THE ART OF WAR AND BASEBALL!! Check it all out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com Bull Durham Movie (1988): "I believe in the church of baseball. I've tried all the major religions, and most of the minor ones ... but the only church that truly feeds the soul, day in, day out, is the church of baseball."Be careful of this word “religion,” for, sadly, this term has come to often represent an insidious exploitation of the worst qualities of man. Although this may seem a harsh critique, I am opposed to downplaying the devastating effects this term can have on the potential for widespread destruction if left unchallenged. Why? Because "religion" has come to embody a type of commodity fetishism, selling fantasies and feeding off the hidden (and glaring) ambitions of the wayward while disguising itself as a type of comforting security blanket to protect people from their alienation and brokenness. If religion is a righteous occupation to be involved in then one should ask oneself why a rich and powerful robber baron who outwardly attacks the downtrodden, sexualizes and oppresses women, insults the disabled, steals from the poor, and exhibits little, if any, remorse would be interested in its proliferation. It is easy to be initially tricked into thinking there is some nobility in this cause, maybe regret, or desire to change one’s hateful ways. But this would be to disregard all evidence to the contrary, evidence that is found in the continuation of this man’s selfishness, arrogance, cynicism, narcissism, and self-centeredness. No, what draws this type of person to religion is twofold. One, religion’s ability to control the masses through “sacred” manipulation and authority. And two, its likeness to a type of high-brow capitalism in which one acts, not to sell products for material riches, but in a type of economic exchange of belief and conformance for salvation and eternal treasure. Unfortunately, I think "religion," in the common use of the word, is a lost cause and should likely be abandoned for other terms which better align to its original intent.
This is sad because, at its best, religion is simply a response to an unconditional event which cannot be conceptualized. It is this event, experienced even in the most common everyday unhappiness and brokenness of life, which drives every poet to attempt to articulate it. Yet, every artist feels, as they stand back and look at their completed work, like they’ve left out some essential component, as though this event of life could never be captured as it has been claimed to be in today's religion. This antagonism of wrestling with this event is what fuels an endless stream artistry and beauty in the world. This, I feel, is what the atheist finds most concerning about religion. Not the acknowledgement that there is a dimension of material reality that isn’t reducible to it, but with the assertion that this dimension can be discussed with authority. We make any discussion on religious ideas profane when we forget we are always engaging, with our speech, in a type of hoax. There is a domain of reality that cannot be talked about without our talking becoming hypocritical. This is no reason not to talk, but all the reason to caveat our words, when we attempt to point at it, with humility. Baseball, as religion, is touching on something other than the common use of the word. Not as a set of dogmas which elevates players and coaches for worship. Not as a ritual act of batting and catching. I’m talking about a much more subtle aspect of baseball. A subtly that is nearly lost in religion, as a concept, today. It is baseball as something that only promises one thing: heartache. Baseball is openly honest about this knowledge and doesn’t try to cover it up. It doesn't woo you into joining with the promise of eternal triumph. It exposes the sacred in a never-ending struggle for desire. It exposes God as a type of Absence which can never be filled but ever fuels one’s energy to come back, day after day. It is fulfilling in what it doesn’t give you. It’s a religion of nothing. If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love my other work on the BENEFITS OF BROKENNESS!! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com Tom Brady: "you get motivated by the losses"Our inherent brokenness generates a feeling like loss. It makes us feel like we had something, like we were whole and complete at one point, and it was lost somehow. We erect the idea of a fall from grace, which our myths reinforce. And we fantasize that the loss can be overcome through a “sacred object” of wholeness. Then we spend all our energy trying to get that sacred object, whether secular or religious. This puts us in a pendulum swing between suffering (not having the sacred object) and boredom (the feeling after we achieve the sacred object, with a staggering realization that it was not, in fact, the sacred object). Most people simply reset the sacred object to something else, or they place it beyond this life in death, rather than admit that the sacred object is actually the annihilation of the sacred object; it is lack itself. This is the Christian message that has been perverted throughout the years: the sacred object must be crucified to achieve liberation from the idols we put in its place. What is left is Absence. This is the good news on this Good Friday. There is an inherent brokenness, as even Jesus felt as he cried out on the cross. We are not meant to run from it, or hide it, or cover it over with sacred objects. Today, Christianity turns God from a sacred object that we can achieve, to the wound created by our inherent brokenness. Turns God from a mountaintop to reach, to a depth, a void, which can be ever descended. God as the sacred object is dead, but our freedom exists in the worship of its absence.
If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love THE ART OF WAR AND BASEBALL!! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com Abraham Lincoln (allegedly, though it's debated): "You can't predict baseball."I recently changed my website name to The Benefits of Brokenness, in an attempt to better capture what I’m trying to do in all my work. Although this blog will continue to take baseball terms and look at the deeper meaning, it’s now under that umbrella. When I talk about the benefits of brokenness most people initially translate brokenness to sadness, and that sounds like a pretty depressing mantra for life. But I’m talking about something fundamentally different than sadness. I’m talking about the structure of the human condition. First off, we seem to reside in a body, but we are clearly not totally our body, for we could lose a limb of our body and still be ourselves. I — whoever I is — am the one who is losing the limb. We are also not our mind. For even if we started to lose our memory, who exactly is losing their memory? Beyond that, we know that there is an unconscious mind; a part of us that we are completely unaware of, and that works as a kind of saboteur of our conscious experience — or so we think. Most of us also feel some connection to something transcendental, something to which we belong but do not possess, yet we can never quite put our finger on it. We also find we can be present — and be completely unaware of it — even when we are not physically in a place or time, as we have all, one time or another, spoken to the dead as though they are there and hearing us, or thought of a friend who was not physically present when performing some action. When it comes to trying to explain things about ourselves we also find that words come up short. Poetry will never stop, people will never stop trying to articulate who they are, but they will always fail. This is because we are, in a sense, always how words fail to describe us. Our true self is somehow in the gap between all these things, and a gap requires a broken structure. If we think even deeper about who we are, the gap expands. We begin to see our interrelatedness with all things. We start to realize how we depend on the entire world to be the background of our existence. Therefore, we somehow extend far beyond the boundaries of our skin into distant universes. Yet although we depend on the world, there is still a possibility for our freedom from the determinants that the world places upon us. We can come to our own conclusions, which seem independent or even at odds with our most trusted influences. How is this possible? We have our brokenness to thank. There is, more fundamental than any fundamental thing, a split which creates the subject, making us beings that are self-aware, rational, loving, and supernatural. It allows us the possibility to be at odds with the crowd, the possibility to be more than a machine that is simply doing as the greater machine wills, the possibility to be unpredictable. But the most tragic aspect of life is that we, for the most part, forsake this brokenness. Our instinct is to cover it up. It is built into our culture, it invades our myths, and this instinct controls our life without us even seeing it. My work with the Benefits of Brokenness is meant to honor and embrace this brokenness so we can begin to touch upon who we are, if even for a moment. If you enjoyed this new meditation on the deeper meaning of the game, you’ll love my other work! Check it out here: www.theartofwarandbaseball.com |
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