The Scott Shaw Blog Be Positive


I woke up last night from a dream. It was one of those dream where things weren’t working out the way I hoped. No big deal. Not a nightmare or anything. Just one of those dreams that if I had not rethought about it this morning, it would have just been forgotten like so many other dreams.
The dream, however, got me to thinking about perspective. The perspective of individual reality. It got me to thinking about how, over the next week or so, I’m going to have to do a couple of things that I’m not really fond of doing. Again, no big deal. Each of us has those things we like to do and those things we don’t like to do. My thought in all of this was/is, isn’t that just a perspective? …The way we interpret and desire our reality to be is based upon our own personal perspective.
All this got me to thinking back to my time with Swami Satchidananda. It made me remember how, usually in the fall and the winter, when he was living at his house in Montecito, we would have small satsangs at the West Coast Yogaville Ashram.  As I was his soundman, every Saturday afternoon, as the satsang was at night, I would pack up my reel-to-reel tape recorder and my cassette tape recorder to record the discussion. I didn’t need to bring my sound system as it was just a small gathering in the barn, and it didn’t need to be amplified. But, looking back that was a lot of work: packing up the stuff, loading it in my car or my van, driving up to Santa Barbara, unpacking and setting up the equipment, recording the talk, then
disassembling the gear, packing it all back into my car, and driving back down to L.A. A lot of work but I didn’t mind it at all. I was happy to do it.
A Side Note here…  I wonder what happened to all of those tapes? I recorded hundreds of hours of that man’s lectures.
Anyway… A lot of work but, via my perspective, I didn’t mind it at all. I was, in fact, happy to do it.
On the other side of the coin, however, there are things that I don’t like to do. Many/most of those things are far more simply than the aforementioned satsang recording sessions.
I think for each of us, how we choose to interpret our reality sets the stage for our life. I guess that’s pretty obvious. I think what is also obvious is the fact that most people do not choose to make a choice. They simply choose to feel the way they wish to feel about what they do, making them either happy or sad or whatever.  
On the side of the bigger picture, most people become so lost in their own reality, defined by their own mind, that they do not even step beyond what they are thinking and feeling and/or how their actions, based upon what they are doing, affects other people.
For example, I had a weird emotional experience this AM. I had hopped over to Starbucks to pick up a Flat White. As I was walking back to my car, I noticed that this new convertible Porsche, with the top up, was waiting right behind my car.
For the record, I live in this affluent community. That may sound like a good thing, and I guess it is, but what comes hand-in-hand with that is a lot of very arrogant people who only think about themselves.
Anyway, I get in my car, assuming that the guy, this very elderly man who is behind the wheel, will see me and move forward. I start my car, sit there for a few moments, but nothing. I put my car in reverse, to activate my backup lights, and after a few moments the Porsche finally begins to move forward. I assumed he saw me. But, just as I begin to back out of my parking spot, the driver backs his car up. If I had gone just a few more inches I would have hit him. Okay, now I’m pissed. I get out of my car and I go, with my arms extended, like what’s going on, right up to his passenger side window. I stand there for what seems like forever, but no response. How could this guy not see me? Is he fucking with me? Finally, I was about to either knock on his window or punch through it, and he takes notice and rolls down his window. “Did you not see I’m trying to back out?” The very old, obviously very rich and very arrogant man said something that I did not even understand. “Would you please move your fucking car,” I yell. “Yes, I will,” he says.

If you are too old to drive it doesn’t matter what kind of car you can afford, you should not be behind the wheel.
You see, this is an example of someone so lost in their own reality that they do not even take anyone else’s reality into consideration. He was thinking what he thinking, feeling what he was feeling, equally doing what he was doing. I imagine he was assuming, as he was so rich and arrogant, that he was the only person that matters in this whole wide world. But, in doing so, he fucked with someone else’s reality and almost caused an accident that I would have been blamed for. You see, this is where all of the problems of life begin.
Could I have handled this situation differently? Sure, I suppose. But, I’m not a patience person by nature. And, like I say, in my neighborhood, some people are so self-involved that they fuck with other people and just do not care. They believe, whether consciously or not, that they are the only person alive in this universe that matters.
So, what does this tell us? It explains that all life is defined by how we define it. I could have waited for that guy to eventually move his car. Maybe I would still be sitting there right now. But, I chose not to. My perspective pushed me to make him move. …Caused me to make him realize that someone else in this world was alive and their life matted as well.
But again, it’s all perspective. It is based upon the reality or our reality of how we wish to feel and what we are willing to do based upon that perspective.
So, what do you like to do? What don’t you like to do? What are you willing to do even if you don’t like to do it? Do you ever think about taking control over your mind and changing your mind? Change your perspective and your entire reality becomes different.