When We Rhinos come upon a marble, just lying around in our vicinity, the Question is: Where did it come from? Marbles are not common in the Wild.
These discoveries make Us wonder, are We losing our Marbles?
If so, what should We do about it?
Today is International Polar Bear Day (see picture). Polar Bears are big critters, and live in the far North where it is cold.
They have a problem, which is not uncommon in Nature; their home turf is changing. Change is Natural. In this case, their land of snow and ice is melting away.
However, not all climate change is Natural. This is a good day for pondering that distinction.
We can only speak to our Rhino Situation, though We suspect We are not alone in our focus on ourselves. Each Rhino has a modest Domain in which We rule unquestioned. This space is not Real Estate, but a cranial space allotted for Individual Appreciation.
Happily, this place is Isolated, free from Criticism or Complaint, established by tossing Barriers of Will Power and Egocentricity.
We find it best to limit our visits, so We don’t get too Eccentric. The party is always “Come as you are”.
We Rhinos have seen a lot of creative work over the millenia. That said, We want to recommend the work of Anarchitect Richard Greaves to our Readers’ attention. Since you probably can’t go see it, you can Google it.
We advise you to sit down before going over the images of his work, or you’ll be parked on your backside in no time flat. If Art is the expression of the Individual, here, in this man’s efforts, is what that means.
Eccentric, but so what? A privilege to see it, in whatever form.
Today is August Strindberg’s birthday (b.1849 in Sweden). He was prolific as an essayist, painter, philosopher, and playwright. His dramas are charged with passion, distrust, and hostility, one character for another. Some of his work is naturalistic, other pieces more abstract, poetic, symbolic. However you look at it, his work is distinctive, peppered with paranoid intensity. Victims and victimizers, circling one another, playing for keeps.
Mr. Strindberg’s plays reflect his excitable nature. His work has plenty of juice between the lines, no doubt about it.
Rhinos don’t relate Mr. Strindberg’s way, if We can avoid it. We manage this by minding our own business and staying clear of Expectations or Romantic Notions. We give each other room.
Rhinos are as susceptible as anybody when it comes to the turmoil of Changing Plans unexpectedly.
We were set to execute Plan A, and find that Plan Z has taken over, is under way, with or without our Best Wishes.
There is probably a stirring metaphor about the Tides, but We can’t think what it might be.
We Rhinos depend on Intuition to a great extent. Oh, We may bring in Knowledge, Rational Support, or Interpretation later, to prove We knew what We were doing, but who is fooled? No Rhino, that’s certain.
Where is Intuition stored? Does it just lurk over our shoulder, or reside in one of our Ankles, for ready reference? The issue is Unsettled.
What matters more is how Grateful We are for this Natural System of Meaningful Notification.
Depression is no laughing matter, as any Rhino would tell you. Left to fester, it can be debilitating indeed.
For Us, the problem indicates some lack of clarity about one’s Inner Resources, which are Infinite. Somehow, no matter how, the focus has shifted to judgments and analysis, which can only damage the sensitive core.
Rhinos try to shift their attention to the Inner Rhino, the Natural Center, to help reconfigure perspective. Help is available, but We do have to ask and pay attention.
It also helps to discuss matters, to get a realistic idea of what Happiness looks like. Often expectations are out of proportion. One hint: Happiness does not look like a shampoo commercial.