I feel that I've been spending whatever little time that is not being spent buried in spreadsheets and powerpoint, doing that all over again.
Except not about Objectivism.
I've been thinking reflections and pictures and mirrors and how they are often not accurate but that the inaccuracy can be both the strength and the weakness of the image. Blah blah blah.
I had a conversation today about a person's fundamental self. And that sometimes, people need to focus on the "just me."
"Just me." I don't know what that means. Aren't we defined by our relationships - with work, with lovers, with friends, with family, with neighbors, with strangers, with conflict, with our interests and passions, with solitude? And aren't all of those relationships critical to who we are?
Any one of those mirrors tell an incomplete picture, so don't we need all of them? And if all those mirrors are removed, what's left? My friend would say that what is left is the "just me." Intellectually, I sort of understand that. There needs to be something there in the first place, something to reflect. But isn't that moot? What value does the "just me" have in a vacuum? How do you work on the "just me" if it's not in the context of a relationship with something else, someone else?
Perhaps I'm stuck in the spin cycle of mental masturbation. Perhaps I don't fully understand because I'm not as wise as my friend; her greater wisdom has been proven repeatedly.
So I'll end this post with a quote. I can't remember exactly where it's from, and I'm too tired to Google it:
"...a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees."
- Czesław Miłosz