Week #17 – The Nature of Truth


Don’t really have much of anything to say this week – sometimes that kind of worries me, as the weeks progress.  If I were really taking these lessons to heart, internalizing, believing and implementing, I shouldn’t run out of things to say, should I?  It isn’t as if finding three hundred words is particularly difficult…

Ah, but three hundred words plus that actually mean something – that’s something else.

Decisiveness is my word this week.  I was a little concerned when Mark said during the intro video last webinar that each week we should be finding more examples of our word than we had of the word the week before… there were so many examples of kindness in week two of the Franklin Makeover that I lost track of my count!  And I was in the world outside my home more, which helps.  This week, I’ve kept going back to the beginning of the MKMMA, reminding myself that indecisiveness is the worst kind of controlling personality – even when the indecision is directed at yourself.

Been contemplating symbols an awful lot this week, too.  The symbols of power, the symbols of prosperity – I’ve experienced that moment, you know, that Haanel talks about, where you have what you thought you wanted in your grasp only to have it turn to ashes in your hand, leaving you even emptier than you were before.  And this week I’ve wondered:  What is abundance?  Seriously, really, truly.  I know what it feels like.  I know how the word is defined.  But words are of themselves only symbols, sounds that give shape and definition to thought.  And I’m reminded of a Buddhist saying, “A path that you can identify as a path is not THE path; a truth that can be put into words is not true enough.”

And that in turn reminded me of a conversation I had with my Dad a few years back.

(I’ve always been a seeker.  Of knowledge, of wisdom, of experience.  Not really looking for anything so much; the whole point was the journey of seeking.  Like I’ve said before, I research what interests me.  And research has gotten so much easier over the years!  Of all the things I’m grateful for, I love having information literally at my fingertips so long as I’ve got an internet connection and device to connect with!)

So I was trying to explain to my Dad why it was I kept an open mind on virtually all subjects, and he was trying to explain to me why I was wrong to do so.  One of the things I said in an attempt to illustrate my point was that Truth is actually too all-encompassing for our minds to hold in its entirety; we can only catch little flashes of that greater whole, usually through intuition.  So the little truths that we believe to be immutable and complete are really nothing of the kind; those truths can be changed with a shift in perspective, with more experience, with better information.  And if it can be changed, how can it be said to be TRUTH?

The rest of the conversation didn’t go well.  Partly because in my Dad’s mind I was wrong before I even opened my mouth, but I reckon the bulk of my failure to convey what I meant was rooted in the fact that I was trying to use clumsy words to give voice to my assertions, those tidbits of knowledge and intuition that struck right to the core of me, picking me up and shaking my soul like a dog with a rag bone.

How can you explain TRUTH with mere symbols?

It’s an interesting question.  Almost circular, Rene Descartes-like.  Ripples on a pond, only heading inward instead of outward, always seeking the center

11 thoughts on “Week #17 – The Nature of Truth

  1. Ellen, thanks for reminding me that indecisiveness is the worst form of controlling. I’d forgotten! Helpful to remember. I totally get your perspective on Truth (per your account of your story with your dad). I was talking once with a teacher of metaphysics, telling him I couldn’t decide which spiritual path to take: Christianity, metaphysics, etc. He said to imagine a bicycle wheel. Each spoke is a specific approach to Truth, but ALL spokes lead to the center (Enlightenment). MKMMA has pushed me to commit to The Master Key as a method of attaining Enlightenment, and I finally feel comfortable embracing, committing and moving forward in faith. Peace be with you!

  2. Ellen, your 300 words definitely mean something. Now that wasn’t that hard was it 😉 Love this: “A path that you can identify as a path is not THE path; a truth that can be put into words is not true enough.” That’s why there’s poetry I suppose ? But best of all I think is Silence, and the experience itself…

  3. Wow – I would have loved to interview your Dad about the Depression! It truly was a different era, that left its mark etched deep into people’s souls. My own Dad was born post-Depression, in 1937, and his Mom – who had lived through the Depression – died before I was born. (I’m named for her.)

  4. I don’t know if there really is a to communicate between generations. Since my Dad was born in 1906, he lived through the Great Depression as an adult. He absolutely lived with a scarcity mindset. He was a real pack rat that could pinch a penny tighter than anyone else. He totally believed in getting an education, working for one good company and retiring. He really lived in a different era. He punched a clock for the same company for 47 1/2 years before he retired. He never knew how to enjoy anything because he was always saving everything. He was painting his window trim when he fell to his death off his porch roof at 87 1/2 years and left a half million dollar estate. I do not know any way I could have ever explained abundance to him!

  5. Excellent ruminations I might add….I really resonate with what your say here Ellen! These kinds of discussions and reflections are very familiar. Thank you for sharing so I can feel the bigger family I am part of!!

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