I have Tinnitus.
It is surprising to learn that the sound stems from my own hearing system. From the apparatus itself. Mostly it sounds like a roomful of insects humming a constant high pitched orchestra. Sometimes it is so loud that I feel forced to put my hands to my ears in a familiar "shut out the sound" motion, except that I cant shut out whats in.
It keeps me awake at nights, drowns out out voices aggressively, muffles the sound of music, is strident and pervasive. I feel disabled. Yet, there are times when it is so low that it can be ignored. At that time I feel close to silence, relative silence. And then I know I am not stressing myself out.
It is then also a indicator of my anxiety, my own biofeedback apparatus.
Thursday, 27 December 2012
Thursday, 13 December 2012
Tennyson. To yield or not to yield
Tennyson says famously: "To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield"
And of course its true.
And how should it be interpreted?
I would think it applied to not yielding to discouragement, fear, temptation, to time, despair, disappointment, old age and more.
But not yield? To be unyielding? To be firm? That I cannot see as a positive attribute. Of course man must yield to chances, to opportunities. To life itself!
When seen against earlier lines in this very same poem it poses a contradiction. "How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life! Life piled on life Were all too little..."
And then yet again later Tennyson says 'Come, my friends, "Tis not too late to seek a newer world."
Therein is the contradiction in my opinion. How can one move forward, make new discoveries, indeed shine and be burnished if one did not dare to yield? The being able to yield, to be able to put aside ones thoughts, fears, 'shoulds' and 'should nots' and melt into the moment, become the moment, go with the impulse- that is the real challenge. Only then is movement and true change possible, true transformation and true participation. Only then can one say "I am a part of all that I have met"
And of course its true.
And how should it be interpreted?
I would think it applied to not yielding to discouragement, fear, temptation, to time, despair, disappointment, old age and more.
But not yield? To be unyielding? To be firm? That I cannot see as a positive attribute. Of course man must yield to chances, to opportunities. To life itself!
When seen against earlier lines in this very same poem it poses a contradiction. "How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life! Life piled on life Were all too little..."
And then yet again later Tennyson says 'Come, my friends, "Tis not too late to seek a newer world."
Therein is the contradiction in my opinion. How can one move forward, make new discoveries, indeed shine and be burnished if one did not dare to yield? The being able to yield, to be able to put aside ones thoughts, fears, 'shoulds' and 'should nots' and melt into the moment, become the moment, go with the impulse- that is the real challenge. Only then is movement and true change possible, true transformation and true participation. Only then can one say "I am a part of all that I have met"
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