Dear future historian,
Today feels weird. Not sure why.
A mix of too much and nothingness, boredom and stress, overload and not enough stimulation.
It took me like forever to make an add on Facebook for my book. Then I spend some time contemplating on how unrelated you are, my dear future historian, with my book, and how confusing it might be for my Facebook page visitors to see my letters to you, when my 'buy now' button is a mindfulness book. And after that most of my 'free-time' was spend on 'kitchen trips' in search for snacks -that I ending up not eating, because I get anorexic when I'm stressed- and some ADHDing (as I use to call that, like going up and down for no specific reason.) In general, a lot of disappointment on my self and a lot of doubt on my life's and marketing's skills.
Well, that was till I saw my sister's documentary, again, about the villages the Nazi's burned in Greece during the second world war! (https://youtu.be/-8czrIriWJQ and http://lightthickens.eu/) With people that where there and are still alive, talking about their memories. Real people.
I mean, I usually think of the second world war like in a history book; not unlike the first world war, or the Meddle Ages, or the Parthenon, for that matter. We are suppose to not really make the distinction between real people, real stories and the mytho-poetic realm (I love it when Jason Silva talks about the myhto-poetic https://www.facebook.com/jasonlsilva/?epa=SEARCH_BOX.) And that is an evolutionary tool, that we humans have, in one hand. It helps us see the meta-stories (as Peterson points out https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RudKmwzDpNY) and gain 'experience' and coping mechanism strategies, that our life time duration is not enough to have developed by ourselves. That power of stories brings me always in a state of Awe.
Yet, on the other hand, yesterday I realised that even me -that I have such a passion for narratives- do have a kind of distinction in my head between what we call 'reality' and the realms of mythical heroes. Not only that, but in these 'alternative universes' is where I store information about historical, far away in time, events. And even if my brain fails, as they say, to realise the difference between real danger and a horror movie, I spotted yesterday -in my surprise that some word word two survivors are still alive- a whispering that tells me that the heros of the mytho-poetic are no comparison with real people. As if a catastrophe might be a good opportunity for a mythical hero to become a legend, but.. 'let's not fool ourselves, that is not the case with real people; real people get PTSD, and possibly die out of too much stress hormones or something.' Otherwise why was I so surprised to see survivors of the second word war, being still alive to see the internet and smart watches?
It all comes to the 'story we tell ourselves, about our selves,' about our lives. 'We are all stories in the end, just make it a good one' as the Doctor (Doctor Who) said (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdXLCDdn48s&t=79s.)
We can be victims of.. whatever. Or we can call ourselves 'survivors.' We can be the 'heros' that you, my friend dear future Historian, will have to try to comprehend how 'real' we are, and at the same time how much like mytho-poetic heros, in order for you to allow yourself to not be a victim of 'whateverness,' but a survivor of anything that you might worry it will undermine your life expectancy.
May my writings help you, and me, realise the heroic potential in all of us.
Stay safe and take care.
PS. Have you checked my mindfulness book?
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