Habituated mind, evolutionary mind

The habituated mind looks out at the world and see what’s not working, the political process or the economy, or our own lives in shambles for example and wonders, out loud or to ourselves, what we can do to change it. The evolutionary mind lives out of a possibility of what can be. It sees how we’d like it to be and invites others to join us in creating that. The habituated mind, in a time like ours, is continually tempted to be powerless and impotent and angry, because little can go its way. The evolutionary mind knows we’ll get there at the right time and sets about doing it’s part in. It’s not tilting at windmills, as Don Quixote did. It’s not fighting at a real enemy either but seeing something new.

The evolutionary mind is a window that’s always looking out on this possibility, at least that’s one description of what it does. It sees what can be and sets about creating it, not out of effort, but just doing what it does. It’s not interested in bad guys and has already moved past to the possibility. It’s like playing a game of cards when you know what you have and playing the game to get to a win you can see. The people on your team are the ones who are going the same way too. You know you’re in a strong position because the other guys can’t see you coming.

The future’s like the elephant in the story of the blind men who each try and describe the elephant based on the part of it they can touch. Except that the future is a far vaster beast than the outside of one elephant. The evolutionary mind has some real sense of the whole beast. They’ve been dreaming of each other and are connected.  But still each moment is only dealing with one “part” of what there are also no parts of, the seamless future.

Everything is different for me when I’m in my evolutionary mind, dancing to the music of the evolutionary mind. It’s a beast.