Monday February 18, 2013
I had a phone conversation with my “baby” brother this week. It wasn’t very polite. Lots of shouting and accusatory language. I just wanted to share my insight. I got mocking laughter in return. But he had to have this insight that I received from the Universe as a result of our previous, more polite conversation. He had said he wanted a little appreciation from his daughter for a car he was getting ready for her to drive. Just a little appreciation. I knew there was something wrong with his logic.
Appreciation? from a teenager???!!! Talk about setting yourself up for disappointment.
But “why?” was the question. Why can adults come by appreciation so easily and teens hardly at all?
I didn’t know that I was asking the question. I didn’t know that I wanted to comprehend the mystery.
Guess my brain had other ideas and had been communicating with the Universe on the topic when I wasn’t present, because two days later it bubbled up into my consciousness.
Ah Ha! I got it and called baby bro. I had to tell him what the answer was. He wasn’t in the mood. But that didn’t stop me. I explained as carefully as I could, but like remembering a dream the whole thing soon began to grow dim. As we argued, the brilliance of the insight was waning.
It was Bones losing his ability to put Spock’s brain back in his head. It was so important, but so illusory. It was all about knowing the future. No-one can know the future. Appreciation is about the future. Can I explain it even now?
Appreciation acknowledges that without the thing, life would be less sweet. “Would be” is a projection into the future. It’s so important to know this.
The past is knowable, adults can know kids. We’ve been there already. Have you looked at a child and had that feeling of … ‘from the way this child is acting and talking I completely know what they are thinking and feeling.’ This is because to adults, kids are the past.
But we know that kids never feel the same way about us. To kids, we adults are the future. We are alien. The future is unknowable, kids can’t know adults, or how to “know” like adults. Their future thinking is limited because their pasts are limited.
Kids have not enough ‘past’ to project into the ‘future.’ Kids can’t understand when adults talk about appreciation because to kids that is the future and so is unknowable by them.
Expect from kids what kids can know, which is the present. Expect kids to try to be what little they know about themselves. Expect them to experiment with tools they happen upon. Expect from kids the natural, inborn courage to approach the daily, mostly social, problems they face with untested faith that they will eventually figure things out for themselves. Expect kids to live every day in the present, (something most adults have lost the ability to do. ) But don’t cause disappointment by expecting appreciation from them. It’s not realistic.
ps: I told you I was a Star Trek fan in my post: (Urantia Book blog)
Star Trek’s creator, Gene Roddenberry, was a UB reader.
My twin sister, Robin, was able to paraphrase in her own words - she understands
This was very good Jackie. I think I understand more of what you’re trying to describe. I think so that is. These inklings, these illuminations, come in such a 3-D format, it’s difficult to put out a description of them in a 2-D like the written word – isn’t it? Speaking is better because you can bounce back and forth with the other person, until you both “get it.” Written is more difficult, though safer in a way. There’s no real shouting – other than “Bold”, “Underline” and “Italics” which are pretty low-key compared to a human’s vocal cords.
Is it like the idea of expectations about a newborn, who has no past whatsoever – other than the womb?. Is it like having expectations of an brand new embryo that has no past what-so-ever? Children are just on the linear path as are us adults. It’s only that we’re farther along then they are and have more to look back on than they do. But we have no experience with what it’s like to be 80 years old. To feel really old in our bodies.