Why does the sun shine? A random result of coalescing gases igniting nuclear fusion? Or is it in order to give its light and warmth to Life? Why does the rain fall? Is it the senseless product of blind chemical processes of evaporation and condensation? Or is it to water life? Why do you seek to pour forth your song? Is it to show off your genetic fitness to attract a mate, or is it to contribute to a more beautiful world? We may fear those first answers but it is the second that carries the ring of truth.
Every culture, as far as I know, has something that I call a Story of the World. That story is a weave of myths, meanings, narratives, words, symbols, rituals, and agreements that together define the world. That story tells us who we are, how to be a man or a woman, what is important and valuable, what is real, what is sacred, what humanity’s role and purpose is on earth.
The world’s dominant culture, the one called modern, has a story of the world too. I call it the story of separation. It is the story that holds us as separate individuals and holds humanity separate from nature. Here, giving does not come naturally. In fact, that story says our default nature is selfishness, down to the genetic level. If I’m separate from you, then more for me is less for you.
In the Story of Separation, trust does not come naturally either. The world is our adversary, full of other competing separate individuals, human and otherwise, whom we must overcome to have a good life –weeds, germs, the Russians, whatever. Beyond that, the forces of nature are adversaries too, because they are utterly random, and the whole universe tends toward entropy. There is no intelligence or purpose outside of ourselves. Therefore, to establish a comfortable human habitation in the world, we must dominate and control these forces, insulate ourselves from them, and harness them to our purposes. That’s what the Story of Separation says.
Where in that story is there room for gratitude? Where is there room for gift? In the Story of Separation you basically have to rise above human nature, rise above the way of the world, to be selfless, generous, or altruistic. Becoming a good person, then, involves a sort of conquest, a conquest of self. It is the same domination of nature, this time turned inward.
Now I have to say, this story is quickly becoming obsolete. Even its scientific dimension in genetics, physics, and biology are crumbling. In complexity theory, we understand that order can emerge spontaneously out of chaos, without an external organizing force. In ecology, we understand that the wellbeing of one is inseparable from the wellbeing of all. So let me talk about gift, generosity, and gratitude from the perspective of another story, a new and ancient story I like to call Interbeing.
In the story of Interbeing, life is a gift. The world and everything in it is a gift. We did not earn our lives. We did not earn the sun; it is not thanks to our hard efforts that it shines. We did not earn the ability of plants to grow. We did not earn water. We did not earn our conception nor our breath. Our hearts beat and our livers metabolize all on their own. Life is a gift.
Charles Eisenstein is an author who encourages a gift culture. This excerpt was from a blog post.
SEED QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION: What do you make of the notion of 'interbeing'? Can you share a personal story of a time you felt that the world and everything in it is a gift? What helps you to live in gratitude for life?
What do you make of the notion of 'interbeing'?
Yes, there was once a time we - a group of 30+ strangers who became a family, in sharing each one's life story, playing together while doing so or in more ways learning together, from each other; went to new strangers house in villages we were meant to serve, learned from them and served in little ways while being with them and learning more. We laughed, danced, shared things foods blessings for each other. On the final day on the final hours we were taken to a river as a surprise. It had a temple, each were on different spots around, while I was looking at a space where I could feel a lot of wind. After climbing there, I saw each one of them, some plying in the sand, some dydreming at the sky while hving their feel on water, some still chatting like evertime done.. All the feelings about each human, all the memories attached flashed. It was unbelievable that we were met only 9 days earlier. None of it was something I ever imagined, nor something I'd forget. Then the wind blowed, I smiled, realized, Life is not a check-list, but a gift box, when we dare to open each day, it is.[Hide Full Comment]
The sun doesn't shine in order to give light to life, and rain doesn't fall to water life. The sun and rain have no intention. The sun lights, rain waters, and life benefits. We attribute intention. Intention is our construct. Sun and rain and life simply interbe. Interbeing means that all that is, living and not living, is interrelated, interconnected, and interdependent. Everything affects and is affected by everylthing else. Everything is part of everything. And everything, including the sun and the rain, the world and everything in it, and ourselves, is a gift. We didn't earn any of it. We don't deserve it. We don't have to pay for it. We are part of the interbeing that is, and we are part of the evolution of interbeing. What helps me live in gratitude, when I do, is simply being aware that the world and life are a gift.
As I understand, there are two perspectives of looking at and understanding the world. I would call them scientific and spiritual. In my opinion both have value in understanding the world. As Charles Eisenstein writes, the first perspective looks at the world in which we all are separate from each other and from nature. The other perspective emphasises unity, interconnectedness, interbeing and oneness. There is one thread of energy that underlies all apparently different-not separate- entities. Personally, I am more inclined towards this unifying spiritual perspective.
I feel oneness in all beings- between me, the other and nature- when I act mindfully going beyond my self-centeredness and not bound by the narrow perspective. This expereince and this way of relating to life is a gift for me. It makes me internally rich and happy. When I live my everyday life mindfully, I live in gratitude for life
Jagdish P Davw