gutless

OK, on theme and because the last blog created a segue, there is a group of people that do do my nut and that is the gutless. Maybe Jack Ma was lamenting the gutless and I do share his frustration here.

Gutless is wanting to do something but being too afraid. And then, either doing some pussy version of the thing, e.g. hiding behind a laptop of sorts, or just talking about it ad nauseum until you want to scream: fuck off and just do something.

I seem to be drawn to the gutless. Those that want to do something and either don’t know what it is, or don’t know how to do it. Either I am drawn to them because I resonate (and feel the same) or because I am the opposite (and find them interesting). I have no idea which and I don’t mind being either. In fact, if I do feel the same as them (resonate), I hope I find the thing I am keen to do and then do it quick!

Hmmm… I don’t think I am gutless. but there are lots of different kinds of gutless – some in life choices (situational gutlessness), others in interaction with others (confrontational gutless)… perhaps I am one kind of gutless. Perhaps I am gutless in some way I cant see yet. but I see it in others.

Anyway, now I think about it, this does seem to be what Jack Ma was talking about (the situational gutless) although I don’t think you can say this of all poor people, which is where my misunderstanding started. Some of the poor will be situational dreamers who don’t really want to change (gutless?), and others of them will be true crusaders but without skills (gutless?), others of them will be genuine genius but with responsibilities they cant shirk (gutless?) and some of the remainder will be emotional frail (gutless?)

Now I feel that the gutless are probably gutless for good reason. Even if those reasons aren’t ones that would perhaps stop me.

I read a blog this morning about hiding (copied below with appropriate copyright tag). For me this is about being gutless. It sounded to me like a whole bunch of excuses for being gutless. Yeah, I am gutless, but look how justified I am: “Hiding is creative, necessary and beautifully subversive of outside interference and control.”

Fark. this is making me all very mad.

HIDING

is a way of staying alive. Hiding is a way of holding ourselves until we are ready to come into the light. Hiding is one of the brilliant and virtuoso practices of almost every part of the natural world: the protective quiet of an icy northern landscape, the held bud of a future summer rose, the snow bound internal pulse of the hibernating bear. Hiding is underestimated. We are hidden by life in our mother’s womb until we grow and ready ourselves for our first appearance in the lighted world; to appear too early in that world is to find ourselves with the immediate necessity for outside intensive care.

Hiding done properly is the internal faithful promise for a proper future emergence, as embryos, as children or even as emerging adults in retreat from the names that have caught us and imprisoned us, often in ways where we have been too easily seen and too easily named. We live in a time of the dissected soul, the immediate disclosure; our thoughts, imaginings and longings exposed to the light too much, too early and too often, our best qualities squeezed too soon into a world already awash with ideas that oppress our sense of self and our sense of others. What is real is almost always to begin with, hidden, and does not want to be understood by the part of our mind that mistakenly thinks it knows what is happening. What is precious inside us does not care to be known by the mind in ways that diminish its presence.

Hiding is an act of freedom from the misunderstanding of others, especially in the enclosing world of oppressive secret government and private entities, attempting to name us, to anticipate us, to leave us with no place to hide and grow in ways unmanaged by a creeping necessity for absolute naming, absolute tracking and absolute control. Hiding is a bid for independence, from others, from mistaken ideas we have about our selves, from an oppressive and mistaken wish to keep us completely safe, completely ministered to, and therefore completely managed. Hiding is creative, necessary and beautifully subversive of outside interference and control. Hiding leaves life to itself, to become more of itself. Hiding is the radical independence necessary for our emergence into the light of a proper human future.

© David Whyte: March 2014: Excerpted from ‘HIDING’ From the upcoming book of essays CONSOLATIONS: The Solace, Nourishment and Underlying Meaning of Everyday Words.

  
 

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