I’ve been thinking quite a bit about ego deflation in the last couple of days. I was speaking with a friend of mine this evening, and she passed along this aphorism: “10% of life is what happens to us, 90% is our reaction to it.”
Now, what I’m wondering is if we follow the “kill self now” aspect of so many philosophies (zen, for example), and get with the fact that shit happens – shit doesn’t happen to us, it just happens – then what exactly is that other 90%?
That is – hypothetically speaking, of course – if I can come to terms with the fact that there is no ‘me’, that I’m just one teeny piece of the universe, and I can put away the whole concept of something happening ‘to me’, then what am I left with?
A thorough discussion of acceptance is well outside the scope of this post, but if you’re down with the notions I’m throwing your way, what happens to that 90% of life that’s supposed to be all reaction to the happenings? Is it just air – nothingness – like the air inside of whipped cream or styrofoam? Or is it nothing at all, and the 10% is really 100% – do we then get lost in that 10% of life, because that’s all there really is (shit happens)?
Is it the tao that fills the empty ewer? What do you think?
It seems to me (note the self-conscious self-reference) that if the all-important *I* is removed from the equation, there can be really no conclusion other than that the 10% is really 100%, and that what passes for ‘me’ is just one little bit of everything. And, if we stir in a bit of reductio ad absurdum, there really aren’t any little ‘bits’ at all – everything is everything (as the divas say) – and, consequently, *I* am everything – and nothing – at the same time.
Thus concludes today’s lesson in mind-fucking. Procrastination classes start tomorrow.