Carrying Cow Pies
Imagine that you are walking across a field where cattle graze.
You are having to watch your step, because there have been many cows in this field, which means that there are lots of cow pies. Some are old and dry; some are new, squishy and, “aromatic.” So you are not alone in this field. Besides the cows and the cow pies, there are also flies.
You have been given a job to do and you’ve been at it as long as you can remember. Who gave you this job is not so important. What is important is that you have been doing it and that it is important to you to do it. Like everyone, you justify what you do. Gathering cow pies is important as a source of energy, to have light, warmth, and to cook with.
You are carrying a big burlap bag over your shoulder. In the morning, when you set out, the bag is empty and light. The weather is cool but not cold, the sun is shining, and it is easy to see where you are going as you cross the field. Your job is to pick up the next cow pie you come to and put it in your burlap bag, sling your sack back over your shoulder, and move on to the next one. Some of the cow pies you come across are hard, dry and easy to pick up. Others are soft, watery, and oozy, and these you have to scoop up with the shovel you are also carrying and put the slop into your bag. So you set about your task.
As the day wears on, your bag gets heavier. You start to bend under your load, but, because you are not a quitter, you keep on going. The sun is bright and it’s warming up. You notice that you don’t smell the way you did when you started out in the morning. You have taken on the distinct odor of a big farm animal. The flies are very attracted to you, buzzing all around you and your bag. By the time it gets dark you are staggering under your load. You stink. You can’t see very well and so you step into a cow pie every now and then. Exhausted, in the darkness you put down your load and fall asleep.
What’s going on here? The experiences that you “collect” over the course of your day are certainly not cow pies. They are important, valuable, and helpful, designed to lighten your burden and those of others, not add to it. Still, if you examine them a little more closely, you may find that cow pies can be very creative and clever in how they masquerade as things like frisbees, chocolate ice cream, food, and money, health crises, as activities like good jobs, dream vacations, religions, and as people like politicians, media pundits, soul mates, and experts of various sorts. They can even masquerade as meditation and selflessness! Cow pies bring up important feelings as we gather them: anger, fear, confusion, sadness, and guilt. Sometimes you find that your life experiences go sour and stink. They can weigh you down, like good food, even if you enjoy it. The things you pick up and carry start to define you. In time they become a burden that limits your energy and freedom.
Most of us are trapped into fulfilling familial, social, and cultural expectations. We grew up around people who collected certain types of cow pies and never questioned the usefulness or importance of doing so. It’s something that we have done for so long, like eating, answering the phone, or driving, that we don’t think about it much; we just do it. We don’t stop to ask, “Do I need to pick up this cow pie?” “If I do will it add to the weight I’m carrying? Do I need to carry more weight?” “Do I need to smell like cow crap?” “Do I deserve to spend my life in a swarm of flies?” “Can I stop collecting these cow pies, even if I wanted to?”
Someone from the Pleiades would shake their head and think, “What a waste of time! They wouldn’t understand how powerful habit and addiction can be. Picking up cow pies has defined you for so long that you can’t imagine who you would be if you didn’t set out across that field every morning with your sack. It is something that you have been given to do. It’s your responsibility, so you keep up your life, like a gambler finding themselves once again in the casino or a smoker mindlessly lighting up, or someone spending an evening in front of the TV and not remembering any of it. It is enough that you get a sense of comfort and satisfaction from doing what you are used to doing.
However, no matter how much humans try, it’s hard to hide that a cow pie is, in fact, a cow pie. People do all sorts of creative things with their cow pies to transform them and make them more palatable.
Perhaps pepperonis and organic feta toppings will make the difference.
If we are fortunate enough to live long enough, we end up looking and smelling like shit.
Are there really options to collecting cow pies? It’s difficult to say, but a good place to start is by asking, “Is this a cow pie or not?” “Do I need to pick it up or not?” “Do I need to carry it with me in my life or not?”
Many of the problems we have today is because we won’t stop picking up cow pies. Corporate global warming deniers like the Koch brothers just keep on picking up the cow pies they have always picked up. Entrenched interests, like lobbyists, dictators, defense contractors, bankers, and brokers just keep on picking up the cow pies they have always picked up. Politicians get re-elected by selling us cow-pies. Fortunately, we possess the objectivity to look, wonder, and laugh when we aren’t furious. We look around us at the cow-pie gathering behavior of others and think, “What a waste of talent, money, and time!” Do we have the objectivity to see how ridiculous our own cow pie collection is? Can we stop?
You have to decide what is and what is not a cow pie. Begin with the default position that everything is a cow pie in disguise, until proven otherwise. While this may sound cynical or pessimistic, it is not. It encourages you to question your assumptions about what is real, good, important, and necessary in your life. Most things that you think you can’t live without, you probably can. Simplifying creates not only space to appreciate life, but for emerging potentials to sprout from deep within you. Integral Deep Listening proposes that there are many potentials wanting to emerge within you that aren’t addicted to picking up cow pies. If you listen to them and their recommendations, you can learn how to stop.

Comments
Rebecca Jack (Jan 23, 2012)
Jan 23, 2012
I just read this entry and the previous one. I landed on the word ‘frisbee’ and WHAMO!!! Synchronicity strikes!
From my journal:
From my semi-conscious waking moments this morning:
“I love making the invisible visible,” I answered the unseen master.
He asked, “But how do you bring the five into the four?”
“It is simple–you open up your heart!”
Jan 23 Scripture Mastery email arrives: D&C 25:12
For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea, the song of the righteous is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads.
“I love…..” Stop right there! Do you? Do you ‘love’? If not, then it does not matter what follows.
January 23: General Interest
1957: Toy company Wham-O produces first Frisbees
On this day in 1957, machines at the Wham-O toy company roll out the first batch of their aerodynamic plastic discs–now known to millions of fans all over the world as Frisbees… read more history.com
Maybe the cow pies we’ve collected can and may be thrown into the air with gusto! “I no longer need this one, that one, or THAT one! It no longer serves ME!” And we release, let go, smile and beginning looking where we step, and what we pick up and put into our bag.
Thank you for the post and the visual lesson!