Alternatively, we are the pattern. Or at least a pattern among many.
You cannot locate yourself in physical space using only one point of reference. You need two points of reference for your northing (say, Polaris and the horizon) and two points for easting (exact local time vs. GMT). So you need four additional data plus some mathematics to locate you in physical space.
Following your analogy as best as I'm able (I'm out of practice with your style here), you have the archetype, the ideal, the true north of man to follow, but you need a second frame of reference to determine how close you are to that ideal. Christianity provides for Satan, to provide a baseline for pure evil. So if you accept that there is a perfect good and a perfect evil, it's possible to triangulate your position on this scale from where you're standing. But are you in the right place?
No way to know. Just like you can use Polaris and a sextant and determine that you're 47.359 degrees north. You might be in Ravensdale WA, or you might be lost in the Quinault Reservation, or you might be drowning in the middle of the Pacific. You might also be a thoroughly decent individual, but in completely the wrong place in the pattern.
So... what have I missed? What's the longitude to the archetype's latitude? What else establishes whether you're in the right place or not?
Damn! I just knew that someone who actually knew how to navigate would come along and step on this attempt to understand my self by way of me:But I just couldn't stop myself from going there!":O}
Sorry, I really haven't been clear, very tired.
What I was trying to get at really isn't a religious statement so much as an observation upon self.
The reliance upon pattern to create and maintain self. Here I often find myself somewhat confused as how I might express what I'm seeing.
There is a fated, predetermined me.
Hair color, size, all that makes up the physical me.All that is me yet lies beyond my power To change
As far as I can tell "I" arise out of and as a part of that Patterned self. That DNA determined self..
.In as much as I have never encountered spirit apart from a flesh and bone body...I'll go with the assumption for now...
Then there is the other, I think of him as the monkey .I slip in and out of being the monkey and being the observer of the monkey, he's quite entertaining all on his own! He grabs at everything he sees and cares not for consequence.!
He seems almost beyond the control of pattern, he's barely rational!
But that just the lie he tells me to get what he wants. Passion holds his leach!
He is the slave of desire. After years of paying for monkeys folly we come to understand that not all of our selves can be allowed to run free, and we cage the little bugger.
I think of monkey as our Natural selves, who we are before reflection. If we leave him caged...he will die. Our passion for life and for love will die with him! He cannot be simply suppressed!
Monkey is at the heart of each of us. He must be saved!
In my view that's why I'm here. To turn one more monkey into a man.":O}
He must be prevented, until he can be brought in line with what I think of as our spiritual selves.
Here things get tricky for me. Spirit arises from our patterned, fated self. Monkey does as well. but monkey has to be returned to his natural place. He seems to have no conception of limitation or residing in ones own place.
Monkey thinks he was born to rage about!
Spirit is very strange. Spirit is self aware and pattern aware and seems determined to make a man out of monkey! To make a man out of me.
For all her independence spirit has a great vulnerability. Being furtherest from our animal selfs she lacks the natural limits of the flesh, she seems as free from fate and the laws of nature as any part of me can be.
If spirit forgets she is here to bring monkey to maturation she corrupts herself with vanity and self admiration.and self-aggrandizement Being furthest from the natural she is lest protected by the natural order.
She's my job! The job of the me!
I must keep her free of malice, envy and hate. I must keep her focused on raising monkey up!
I stand between spirit and monkey. I ask my spirit how to raise my monkey and she tells me... as a mother speaks to her newly born, in a language without words, silent, loving and infinity deep.
IS why I talk such nonsense trying to convey her message to another. trying to tell you of what I feel is most important.
We get into the
"The energy carries the law and the law regulates the energy:"
I would add
"The law becomes the energy the energy creates the law"
For me this is such slippery stuff! LOL
Spirit, properly ordered places herself beneath Nature and raise it up!
Elevates the natural. But the natural follows pattern, not spirit and so resists.
Think Tornado now! Spirit in conflict with the natural order! How can it resolved?
Spirit plays her finest card! Just as bloodshed seems inevitable.
She sacrifices herself. She places herself beneath pattern and in a movement without motion transforms them both.
Movement without motion, yeah that's Spirits way in the world! ":O}
The natural all flesh blood and hairiness in this way partakes of the spirit and something truly divine inters the natural world.
Patterns! Who needs them! ":O}
When I leave the known and seek out the unknown within myself every thing can evaporate just as I begin the reach center...
Then I must shield my eyes...to pure, it's just to pure, to completely itself, to be understood from without. and I can only bring back the scraps.
Alas:
"To know of the Tao is not the same as entering the Tao"