MY WORLD
THE FIRST 50 YEARS
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Without my birth there, of course, would be no ushering in of life. Birth (life’s crown jewel) is both my Father, and my Mother. It is the same with all of life. Birth is an incredible miracle settling right underneath my nose. I most often let it go unrecognized for what it really is: the inaugural Gift of a Benevolent Creator…a Loving, Kosmic Act.
Birth is the onset of organisms, places, thoughts, things and everything else not represented in that synaptic. It is the origin of something new, something good. Birth is the genesis of every first and last thing I will ever know.
“I am” because of a birth. Without it, I still am not, at least in this present form, and I have nothing to say about anything. But because I am (because of my birth) my world unfolds to me according to the light that shines into me that is subsequent to my birth.
The shallowness with which I might examine the miracle of all birth would keep me from the recognition that innumerable things about it are marvelously inescapable. As I look deeper it becomes so self-evident.
I needed my birth; it was my start in this life, though not my first start. It was just the start of this life. This birth is my new newest dawning. This birth is my fresh starting point.
In the beginning, all Life in my world was initially birthed. All that is this life since then has come from the same place, from the great Wonder of birth. With regards to this me, it started with my birth.
How do you see your own personal birth? How do you view your own dawning? Is birth a great wonder to you?
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Origins (or genesis, start, earliest roots)
It’s an earthling thing…
We each have a name. I was given the name of Michael at birth, and have somewhere since come to perceive myself as a common earthling. I live here, in my world, on this planet, with many, many other such beings.
We actually just “sprang” from the planet a relatively short while ago – the earth, itself, has apparently been here for four or five billion years – as we humans manifested quite recently.
I came from other earthlings; I was, in fact, peopled. From a long line of peoplers, you might say I peopled forth. All other living organisms, in fact, seem to be doing their thing here on earth: Apples are appling. Plum trees are plumming. Cattle are cattling.
And people? People are peopling.
Like is begetting like, and it’s good. Yes, it’s a good thing.
It’s interesting to note that the sacred dust that is this “I” is also the contextual stuff of the stars, and of the ground, and of all things. For sure, we are sacred, and, in fact, we are a sacred part of a sacred pattern. All is sacred, and by that I guess I mean that it’s all spiritually special, and by that I suppose I mean it’s all from the same place – God.
Though someone else might call him Dog.
Whatever we call Dog, life has emerged from it. Just as I had parents, so did they, so did they, so did they, and so on. In some kind of beginning, no matter how I choose to reconstruct it, there was God, and God created it all.
I am not fixed on the number of days it took Dog to do it all; it might have been six. It might have been six billion. They could have been twenty-four hours long or light years long – but it seems like a pretty impressive feat that Dog pulled off. Don’t you agree?
Since studied earthling historians don’t know much about the when’s and wherefores, I don’t imagine I will speculate beyond what they have. But that’s a blind alley. What’s really important to me is to note that it’s an intelligent place, for sure, and that it seems generally friendly.
From that, I am inclined to project an intelligent and caring Creator of it, and while that may be a quantum leap for some, I figure it to be a small hop for me.
The struggle for why we are here is a puzzling one. But regardless of the reasons, I can assume it has something to do with loving and playing and growing to know myself better. So, shouldn’t I then pursue those things?
In the end, I don’t know any more about where I am going than from whence I came, but I enjoy the varied processes of life, and have come to be quite attached to this place called earth.
What do you know to be your origins? Do you think much about you being personally ushered into existence? Where did you come from; where are you going?
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About the Book
Let me tell you how much fun it is to be a book writer! One of my friends recently said to me, “I don’t even know anyone who’s ever READ a book, let alone WRITE one!” I was amused.
Well you know it’s really not so hard to write a book. You just talk about what you feel, and organize your thoughts along the way. At some point, as you stay determined to make it happen, the book comes into the world.
For me, now having compiled over 30 book-length manuscripts of various topics and subject matter, I have become more and more inclined to share the way I see the world with others along the way. You might call what I like to write about as having to do with personal philosophy, or individual world view. Everyone has a way they see their world; this book is part of how I see mine.
It seems that all kinds of people have something to say about what life is and is not. I am like most people, so am no exception. I have come to enjoy giving such opinions and points of view with just about anyone who will listen.
I wrote this book, MY WORLD: The First 50 Years, because I wanted to be sure and document the way life appeared to be to me at the half-century mark in my personal growth and evolution. I did it in a way that enables you to read right through it, or, if you prefer, you can take it slowly, over a one-year span of time, and think about the ideas and thoughts carefully. How you read the book is entirely up to you.
Ten years earlier I had written a similar book (Earth Dwelling: An Owner’s Manual for Life) in order to share thoughts about the meaning and purpose of life. It is amazing the difference that ten years can make! I like to think that I am growing! Gee. Could that be? I sure hope so!
People from the worlds of philosophy, religion and the popular culture are anxious to share the way they see the world with others. I have a passion to do that also, and so I wrote this book in order to summarize how things in life appeared to me. I could be way off - you decide for youself. At any rate, my world is MY way of seeing life...in YOUR world, you will see it your special way and that is part of the beauty of this life. Each person is free to see it differently, and that is our basic right to do so. I like that.
I actually feel so strongly about what I am saying here that I created a web site (which is called HowIseetheworld.com) to talk about and share ideas with others. Take a look at it some time.
Thoughts are powerful, and have a tendency to either make you great, or even destroy you before your time. So, think good thoughts!
And enjoy the book as well!
About the Author
Michael Jean Nystrom-Schut has been writing/publishing for many years, but trying to figure out the meaning to life’s deepest questions for much longer than that. With several decades of experience in education, business and real-life circumstances behind him, the questions, in his mind, still far outweigh the answers.
Michael has spent many years piecing together a worldview that is both effective and reasonable. Failing to find this from the religious and cultural communities, he set out on his own eclectic path of personal enlightenment.
Philosophy of everyday life is important for everyone. Michael understands that, and has actively written many books in an effort to create a pattern of anthological thought that will provide his readers with all of what they need to encounter life in a successful way.
Michael divides his time between homes in the United States and the rain forests of Central America. His quest to leave a comprehensive written legacy of life, is by his own admission, an endless one.