2013-07-10; 7:59am, Wednesday. Sunny, clear and cool. Diary: Binward recyclables. ~~Accumulated since last January the recyclables make it to the bins.~~ Yesterday I cleaned out the storage cupboard from all the recycling stuff and stuff it is, from daily papers and milk cartons to plastic bags and glass bottles. ‘The remnants of a loose life’ as a transliterated Dutch saying proclaims. In my particular case I had not cleared all this stuff since January on account of my leg. This ‘injury’ as my MD called it, kept me from carrying stuff to the car and then to the recycling bins. But, yesterday I did the deed, and on Saturday I washed the linoleum floors. Vacuuming is next. For the rest of the day I did not do much, except for making my meals and surfing some news sites. There is plenty to do, but it is also summer and holiday season. So, a walked a bit and took it easy. Writings: About being, value frameworks and caring. ~~Change as the ground of being, rigid and flexible value frameworks and their consequences, followed by the assimilation and importance of caring.~~ I did gain an insight yesterday about ‘being‘. I had asked myself: “What is the ground of being?”, meaning that there is a certain dynamic in this concept that sets apart from mere ‘existing‘. This ground I found to be: “change”. When something can change it is engaged in ‘being’, because it goes from one stage to the next, and in the making of this transition it is engaged in ‘being’. Prior to that is just exists, but with ‘change’ we get ‘being‘. The next question then is one of memory of that change and of awareness of that that change and the earlier states. This is the field of conscious existence and being, something we humans excel in. Conscious is limited for each individual, but the range and content of that consciousness varies from person to person, as well as between groups. Being aware of too many things leads to a being paralysed in making choices, or worse such as confusion. The latter is deadly for animals and can be for humans. In order to avoid this dangerous state we have belief or value systems that order our world of experience. When we deploy a simple frame work, the world tends to be full of threats, while if we use a frame work that allows for greater complexity, we spend more time evaluating our choices. In the former case, our action can be quick, but our choices poor, while in the latter we may miss some opportunities, but get better results. The simple frame work also tends to make the world appear more hostile as soon as the boundary of the familiar is crossed over. This may lead to spending an inappropriate amount of resources on safeguarding and defensive measures. Realism is the watch word here. This is also the case for the flexible frame work, where lacks attitudes can lead to loss of independence of action and identity. About Caring: About my feeling down and somewhat depressed, I also gained a new insight. Depression - which is a lack of ability to act - is a diagnostic that some thing of value still needs to be assimilated. It prevents you from action and flight into action, before the repressed, but ready content is assimilated. In my own case this was the need to recognise that the caring that I experienced from my former wife and I now keep recalling as feelings, are now really my own feeling values. This is so, because I have now become aware of that caring that I was unaware of - and also did not appreciate - so many years ago. That is, I have learned to value and appreciate that caring in a relationship is important, but that one also needs to look for it in the other’s behaviour and acknowledge it when it occurs. The latter I did not do. I was always aiming for accomplishment and busy with reaching goals. How I got there was secondary. That is a destructive way of living in a relationship, where mutual care must come first. In terms of assimilation, I am now aware of the need to care and to value it, can recall the experience of it and so have the basic tools to move on and practice it. ‘Have I cared for someone today?’ can serve me as a reminder and that some one must also include my own person. Writing this, I recall the ‘good deed’ motto of cubs and scouts of so many years ago! <8:55am~