The free ebook download of A THEORY OF EVERYTHING: TEF THEORY (Fifth Edition)  now appears on the Tef Theory page.  It replaces the Fourth Edition.  Check it out!

Fifty-two Little Essays, Tefist has been added to the Tefistry page!  Try them out.  As always, the foundation is Tef Theory.  You could read one a week–a stimulus to thought and feeling–and start over again next year!

“I come ever to the crossroads of my life.

I am ever choosing and ever being chosen.

This is my journey: engaged and affirmed.

This is my life: mysterious, exhilarating, taxing, joyous….”

Try saying or thinking this Tefist statement about life.  Does it truly reflect your own life?  If not, choose some different adjectives, ones that really do match your own experience.  This Crossroads Creed can be spoken at many places:  at the crisscrossing of hiking paths, or where busy hallways cross, or at roadway intersections.  Or use it at any time or  place where you can pause to reflect on a choice made, a decision finalized, the initiation of a new path in life, or even the preparation for dying.

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The Vernal Equinox arrives (for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere) in a few days.  For this event (as for the Autumnal Equinox in September) the following joke may be shared.

Q.  When is a cow more like a horse?

A.  When it’s an equine ox!

(If you wish to celebrate the Equinoxes, my brief liturgies for these Festivals may be useful.  These can be found on this website by simply going to the Tefistry page, downloading Tefist Paths to Nature, and scrolling down to page 138 and beyond.  May you have a joyous Equinox!)

May Harmony Prevail:  Love Thy Tef!

(By Vern Crawford, November, 2013.)

 

Memories are rather like the things they never were.

People, places, colors, scents–all were similar to our memories.

For an instant or a day these memories persist,

Even offering recollections of distant decades past.

But what is it that preserves our memories, saves them at all?

Though they are never perfect, yet not wholly false,

What remains that is subject to our recall?

Yes, memories are rather like the things they never were:

Mirror/mimics of vanished nows.  They also grant us time.

(By Vern Crawford, October, 2013, edited March, 2018.)

 

This silky milkweed fluff,

With a tiny puff of air,

Becomes a weightless drifter:

It softly lofts above my hand.

 

Heeding Autumn’s cooler nights and frost,

We plush ourselves in fleece,

Our arms and backs and bellies

Softer now to tender, touchy fingers.

 

Quilted bathroom tissues

(The expensive ones at least)

Caress us, on tender eyelids and warm cheeks,

And kindly smooth the body clean.

 

I love my well-used feather pillow;

Its down receives my heavy head,

Cupping, cuddling, yielding,

Submerging me in soft sleep.

 

Loved ones’ knowing touch,

Plus caring words–in times of pain–

Can heal and comfort many hurts,

So very, very, very soft:  cumuli of love.

(By Vern Crawford, September, 2013)

 

This callosal contest

Of strength and skill

(Or maybe simply single-mindedness)

Appears, from a higher perch, to be a tug-of-war.

 

The Left Team pulls against the Right

(Or is it the New against the Old?),

A Nerdy Team connected by a fibrous cord

To the other bunch, a Rowdy Team.

 

Back and forth the contestants go,

One side’s heels digging into turf,

The other’s voices bellowing need or greed,

Yet neither one willing to concede.

 

Oh, I know, sometimes they do time-out:

One team may get distracted–

Lusting after cheerleaders–

While the other strategizes heedless in a huddle.

 

Even though they claim to be separate teams,

Left and Right, New or Old,

Both sides do appear–from a higher perch–

As home teams of just this one Arena.

(By Vern Crawford, September, 2013)

 

There are only three ways to go from here:

Go back; Stop; or Move On.

Yet they say I really can’t Go Back.

And I’ve tried Stopping, only to regret it.

So, how many choices do I have left?

Hmm:  Three, minus one, minus one…

Higher math strongly suggests Moving On.

In Blog #5:  We Humans, I offered a “trick” to help us confront our anthropocentrism.  I suggested, when you see or hear the words “we” and “us”, mentally tack on the word “humans”.  If you do this, it becomes starkly clear that most of our attention, most of the time, is locked onto us–us humans–not onto the multitude of other Gaian species or onto the sustaining universe at large.  I expressed my hope that this trick could help us expand our circle of love and lessen our anthropocentrism.

I did not mention in that Blog a similar trick, one that also involves the word “humans”.  So, here let me suggest that, from time to time, when you hear or see a social group name, mentally tack onto it the word “human”, or “of humans”, or the like.  For example:

“…our local human volunteer firefighters.”

“…my human Representative in Congress.”

“…their favorite human baseball team.”

“The Joneses are a wonderful family of humans.”

“He is a member of a violent neighborhood gang of humans.”

“She is stuck in that awful camp for human refugees.”

The effect of this trick is two-fold.  First, we (humans!) see that we are utterly preoccupied with ourselves (our anthropocentrism).  And, second, we see that our social group names, in the absence of “human”, can dehumanize us.  Human beings become treated rather like things.  Thus our groups become, for example, mere firefighters, Congressional Representatives, and baseball players.  We become mere families, gang members, and refugees.  Our choice of words does not reminded us that all groups are humans first, named groups second.

Granted, this tacking-on of “human” can be awkward.  But consider the benefit of it:  We (humans) may less often treat one another as things, and more often as human beings.  Wouldn’t this benefit be worth the trouble now and then?

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If you are new to Tefistry, the following Q&A’s may offer a few insights into it.

Q.  Why do artists often either decline to talk about their art or launch into unitelligibly abstruse descriptions of it?

A.  Tef Theory explains this as the result of Art’s being a product of L.2, the Intuition Sector of our Perception.  Art exists to express emotion through L.2, but emotion does not use words (poetry only seems to be an exception here).  L.2 is mute.  Moreover, its “point” is the Value of its expression, not the Form of it.  Science, by contrast, is (by design) nearly free of emotion.  It arises from L.3, the Intellection Sector of our Perception.  And the “point” of L.3 Perception is not Value, but instead Form.  Thus, the Sector you use determines a lot about what you say and do.  Art neither needs, nor wants, nor succeeds at verbal  explanations–it processes through L.2, not through L.3.

Q. Where did the expression, “Love Thy Tef”, come from?

A. I invented it.  I used it as the title of my 1986 book (now out of print) on Tef Theory.  It sums up much of Tef Theory:

Love is the noblest (but not the only) path to Harmony.  Here, Love means our Good Will, our sincere desire that Harmony should prevail;

Thy is an archaic English word meaning “your”, but with connotations of sacredness (and, here, giving just a touch of hokeyness?);

Tef is, of course, my acronym for the Total Experiential Field: my model of All, It, Everything, reality.

So, “Love Thy Tef” is my call for everyone to use love to increase Harmoniousness throughout life.

Q.  Each of the four megascale Sectors yields a somewhat different World of experience.  Which of these four Worlds is the “real” one?

A.   They are all real!  Why?  Because there is no unreality.  Take the most basic one, the Material World (not the best of terms, but the best I could think of).  Here the Sensation Sector (L.1) gives us authentic, Actual, firsthand, nonrepresentational experience, such as matter, energy, emotion, repstocks.  We often call it This World, residing in the Herenow.

The Story World results from use of the Intuition Sector (L.2).  Here Fantasy is generated and injected into This World to yield an enchanted, spirit-filled, dreamy World.  Children naturally inhabit this World.  It is one of the Other Worlds.  Art and Spirituality are at home here.

The Idea World results from use of the Intellection Sector (L.3).  Here Imagination is generated and overlaid  as Representations upon This World.  These Reps include words, thoughts, and inferences.  The Idea World models This World, emphasizing Form.  Like the Story World, it is an Other World.  Science and Philosophy are at home here.

The fourth World is the Optimal World, resulting from use of the Orchestration Sector (L.4).  Its task is the managing of all of Tef, such that Harmoniousness is optimized (which is the goal of Tefistry, the Goal of Life).

Finally, the Archives, though not called L.5, are yet another World.  Here, Memory creates and stores a record–a mirror/mimic Representation–of all experience, spanning all perceptual scales and Sectors.  The Archives, in a sense, double Tef, just as a mirror doubles whatever its image mimics.

May Harmony Prevail!  Love Thy Tef!

Way back in 1806 the English poet William Wordsworth observed, in part:

“The world is too much with us; late and soon,

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:

Little we see in Nature that is ours;

We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!”

Let me tell you, Bill, nothing has changed!  Two centuries later, the world is still too much with us.  Although we now have a fancy term for our malady–anthropocentrism–still, by whatever name, the problem persists:  We are stuck on ourselves, self-centered, speciesist.  We remain anthropocentric:

Even  though distancing ourselves from nature robs us of refreshment, insight, relationship, wisdom, strength, fun;

Even though our tight focus on ourselves probably deepens and perpetuates our mental illnesses;

Even though prioritizing our interests above those of other species risks maming the very ecosystems that sustain us;

Even though, for believers, “hating” nature offends God’s desire that we care for His Creation;

Even so, we continue to kill, ravage, pollute, and–worst of all–ignore or even despise the natural world, our “Mother Nature”.

Why do we do this?  I am not fully prepared to say why.  This is a complex issue.  And besides, I am myself part of the problem.  But at least I recognize what the problem is, and I think Tef Theory can serve somewhat as an antidote:  It advises us to love the Whole, which includes nature.  “Love Thy Tef!”  TT prioritizes nature and nature’s interests.  It explicitly, or at least implicitly, calls for respecting and reverencing the greater good of nature, while trimming our own arrogance and greed.

And I can offer one little trick, a useful trick.  Read through this Blog Post again, and wherever you see the words “we” and “us” tack onto them the word “humans”.  For example:

“The world is too much with us humans; late and soon,

Getting and spending, we humans lay waste our powers;

Little we humans see in Nature that is ours;

We humans have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!”

Then watch or listen to your favorite news media and add “humans” to each “we” and “us” you encounter there.  Immediately our narrow focus on our own species becomes stark, even enbarassing.  It’s all us, us, us.  Of course, some will complain that this view “values fish more than people”.  But, really, are we humans anywhere near parity?  Is everyone in town sporting Earth First T-shirts?  Hardly!

Yeah, Bill, you were right, the world IS too much with us.  We have a lot of work to do, still.  But by simply labeling ourselves as the humans we are, maybe we can make a little progress.  I hope so.

Finally, keep this in mind:  The best kind of anthropocentrism is ecocentrism.

 

May Harmony Prevail!  Love Thy Tef!

 

 

(by Vern Crawford, November, 2013)

 

May the stars inspire you.

May the moon thrill you.

May your legs beg to go.

May your arms long for work.

May your eyes find loveliness in common things.

May your home place be comely.

May the sea and surf impress you.

May birdsong lift your heart.

May bright blossoms cheer and delight you.

May scent of lavender, mint, and rose surround you.

May the soft fog envelope you.

May warm rains refresh and cleanse you.

May sudden thunder awe you.

May the laughter of children lift you.

May the green forest comfort and console you.

May good friends enrich your days.

May you gain insight and clarity.

May you find meaning and duty.

May you forgive all grievances.

May you give and receive affection.

May you respect animals.

May these and many other blessings nourish your life.