Living With What You Don’t Like
This title is a good paraphrase of what tolerance is all about. I include in my daily meditation the words “I can tolerate …”
I am often referring to something I would prefer not (Bartleby-style) to deal with. The profusion that is reality can lead to collisions.
We are therefore constrained either to fight or learn to dance. Dancing is tolerance. Dance is my way to think about
> living with what I do not like,
> dealing with things I do not want to deal with,
> learning to bless and nurture things that rankle
> transformed myself and reality by acts and expressions of tolerance
Make no mistake: Meditation, triadic meditation anyway, is active, expressive, transformative.
As I keep reiterating, open source individuals are those who incline to the better values, beginning with self respect and critical thinking and ascending right up there to being loving and free.
This is an option open to everyone willing to give the matter some thought.
What is truly magical is that you can change things in the moment by triadic meditation and that tolerance lies close to the very center of its effectiveness.
Tolerance is one with motion, with circumvention, with gentleness, with care, intelligence, with lightness, with litheness, with all the things Mohammed Ali said were butterfly-like. Oh yes, tolerance can also sting like a bee. But it’s temporary, a good change.
Why are open source people agents of change? Because good values create new occasions. New occasions upset old applecarts. Continuity rules. Progress is vocation. Truth and beauty require it.
If you can tolerate such a process, the takeaway is this:
You are the change
Your expressions and actions help alter the trajectory of reality in the direction of the greater good.
Can this be said more simply?
In 1000 ways.
Our values are ontological
Tolerance is ontological. To be clear. Mathematics is not. Mathematics is a utility within reality. Reality is a miracle in itself. Ontology is what is intrinsic to the teleology, the end, of that miracle. If there ever is such.
I don’t like noise. But when I meditate on that, I learn to find in cacophony a symphony. I tolerate the noise.
(At times. Wherefore forgiveness and forgiving is also part of the daily round.)
I do not like cars. I think they create evil. But I can tolerate them better these days. I train my mind on them and see they get people around. I can hate them and love them. I tolerate them. They will not be here forever.
Tolerance is one of the three active values of triadic ethics.
With Helpfulness and Democracy, Tolerance forms a triad that interactively leads to a positive approach.
Tolerance will enable you to reach out to opponents in the democratic fray,
Democracy will instruct you on the limits of tolerance.
Helpfulness will remind you of the wondrous connectivity of real communication.
My little chart of values has been called the work of a sixth grader.
I can tolerate that.
But I cannot accept that it is not relevant, that it is naive. It and I believe will help transform the world from a woefully binary past to a tenable future.
“… true opinion must be the one which [we] would ultimately come to. ‘Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,’ and the opinion which would finally result from investigation does not depend on how anybody may actually think. But the reality of that which is real does depend on the real fact that investigation is destined to lead, at last, if continued long enough, to a belief in it.” (Peirce: CP 5.409)