If you say a black cat crossing your path is bad luck is a
superstition, it isn't.
If you say a black cat crossing your path is bad luck, it's a
Getting that is like interacting with a
what isn't when it is and is when it isn't? Sit with it in your lap -
like a hot
A carefully crafted
(riddle) will blow the mind. The best known and arguably the most
brilliant and perfectly minimalistic
is "What's the sound of one hand clapping?".
don't have an
answer per se. Rather, the result of interacting with a good
is an "A-Ha!" experience which blows the rational reasonable mind
unwiring who you really are as
Nonetheless, in this case only and for the sake of this conversation
only, the "answer" to the
"What isn't when it is and is when it isn't?" could be ...
I'm not just considering all the wonderful old wives'
tales which we know and love as classic superstitions, most
of which are purported recipes for bad luck ... or so
they say ... like stepping on sidewalk cracks,
walking under ladders, breaking mirrors, and of course a black cat
crossing your path.
I'm considering just about anything we know and believe, no
matter how mundane, no matter how profane, no matter how sacred, has
the potential ultimately to harden into, to congeal into, to endarken
into, to devolve into a blind rote concept no longer alive with any
light of inquiry ... in other words, into a superstition.
Without ongoingly inquiring into what we know to be true,
without holding up to the light beliefs which will, without inquiry,
inevitably crystallize into blind rote concepts, we
become superstitious. That's when the trouble begins. That's
when we get righteous and positional, both of which are evidence
of superstitions not recognized as superstitions driving