With whatever spontaneous action arises out of presence,
an intelligence is then at work in the situation.
Whatever the situation, that intelligence is far greater
than the intelligence of the thinking mind.
Sounds like my theme of the last few months, doesn’t it?
At the major crisis of most films and novels, the protagonist gives up her thinking mind. I’ve often deferred to the mystics to explain the fallout of ‘presence’ that descends upon characters who find themselves in a dramatic cul de sac. The above quote – discovered in my in-box this morning – points to some kind of ‘higher intelligence’. It comes from the e-desk of Eckhart Tolle.
I’m inclined now to see a story as a unity in just two parts. They are separated by that all-important moment of presence. Call part one: Complications. Call part two: Resolution. They are really two separate stories. Of course, they’re linked by unities of time and space. But mainly by the hero’s deepest and truest yearnings.
No one operates from depth until they have to. No one functions from truth unless their delusions fail to support their goals. The thinking mind is a miraculous realm of sophisticated delusions. It takes a protagonist very far indeed. In real life, it takes many people as far as they’ll ever go. But fiction is different.
Fiction is the realm of the extraordinary. It’s a place where characters persevere. Subconsciously, we the reader are willing to suffer any amount of painful complications as long as it delivers us to that moment of presence that opens us to our higher selves.
We want to experience the ‘greater intelligence’ that sweeps any good story to its resolution.