So, I’m sitting here, in my fevered sickbed haze, minding my own business, mulling over the revelations I’ve had today… When suddenly I discover I’m having a “conversation.” Not with the usual participants, mind you; no, this time it’s a small, but adorable, stuffed elephant speaking to me.
Why? I have no idea! I don’t even own a stuffed elephant, though I think I would want this one if I did; soft, cuddly, and pale yellow, with a lovely light floral print inside his floppy ears, and along his chest and belly… He is sitting in a white rocking chair that is several sizes too large for him, all seriousness and sincerity. I cannot help but laugh at the absurdity of this encounter! (To which he takes offense, of course!)
Elephant: You find this amusing, do you?! Why? Do I not fit your preconceived notions of sage wisdom?
Me: Ummm… Actually… Well, of course not, you adorable creature! But that doesn’t mean I won’t talk to you! In fact, I’m really looking forward to it now…
Elephant: [trying to hide a grin beneath his oversized trunk…] And why is that? Are you willing to take me seriously, or are you merely looking ahead to the many potential opportunities to make fun of me?
Me: [laughing aloud…] I don’t need to wait for such opportunities, my friend, as they are abundant and clear from the get-go! But to answer your other questions, of course I’m willing to take you seriously, and I am grateful to have you here. My anticipation stems from the unexpectedness of the visit, as well as the form you’ve taken; my experience tells me that such randomness, or blatant distortion of expectation, often leads to “breakthrough” moments, and that is what excites me…
Elephant: [adjusting the round spectacles he is now wearing more comfortably across a trunk too thick to hold them…] Well, then. Let’s get to it, shall we?
[I can only nod, eagerly…]
Your last post had to do with the “axis of power.” You discussed the Figure-8 Cross in terms of two intersecting paths…
[I nod, somewhat baffled by his desire to bring that up here…]
Yet the picture you later added has three (!) intersecting paths. Was that a mistake on your part? Or did you intend to muddy the waters that way?
Me: Umm… Neither, actually. The picture was posted as an attempt to illustrate the discussion. It just happens to be a more recent model I built (within the last decade) to help me explore the topic. At the time I was trying to visualize how more figure-8’s (planes of activity) could be incorporated into the model, and I was having trouble doing so. This physical model forced me to actually make the connections, but I could only physically create the three before it became a hot mess. Still, it allowed me a little more room to expand my thought process…
Elephant: And what did your mental model look like when all was said and done?
Me: It becomes a sphere in the end, created of intersecting figure-8’s that each bisect the Whole. The outer loops are what give the Sphere its curved shape…
But… Why is this important?
Elephant: Hmm… ? [looking up, distractedly, from the notes he has been taking… Removing his spectacles, he taps them rhythmically against his trunk…] A sphere, you say? Now, that’s interesting!
Me: [confused…] Ok… Why?
Elephant: Now… Talk to me about those trees!
Me: The trees?! What do they have to do with all this?
Elephant: Well… [shifting in his seat, somewhat annoyed with me] Indeed what?!…
Do they not possess both vertical and horizontal axis to be explored? Do they not present a curved canopy to the outside world (more or less anyway, as their trunks hold up their tops, while their roots spread out beneath)? Have they not been seeking to express themselves in the world in which you live? Have they not accepted an offer of partnership in moving forward through that world?!
Hmmph! [Shaking his head, annoyed…]
Sometimes! I swear!…
[I can only stare at him; I have no coherent response as yet…)
Me: So… [thoughtfully…] Is this the point (notice I don’t use “time” here), that we acknowledge the elephant standing in the middle of the room…?
Elephant: If you insist, of course. Personally, I never forgot it!
[And winking at me, his image fades…]