Blue or Red? You decide.

Morpheus: I imagine that right now you’re feeling a bit like Alice. Tumbling down the rabbit hole?
Neo: You could say that.
Morpheus: I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he’s expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Neo?
Neo: No.
Morpheus: Why not?
Neo: ‘Cause I don’t like the idea that I’m not in control of my life.
Morpheus: I know exactly what you mean. Let me tell you why you’re here. You’re here because you know something. What you know, you can’t explain. But you feel it. You felt it your entire life. That there’s something wrong with the world. You don’t know what it is, but it’s there. Like a splinter in your mind — driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I’m talking about?
Neo: The Matrix?
Morpheus: Do you want to know what it is?
(Neo nods his head.)
Morpheus: The Matrix is everywhere, it is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window, or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work, or when go to church or when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Morpheus: That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. (long pause, sighs) Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back.
(In his left hand, Morpheus shows a blue pill.)
Morpheus: You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. (a red pill is shown in his other hand) You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes. (Long pause; Neo begins to reach for the red pill) Remember — all I am offering is the truth, nothing more.
(Neo takes the red pill and swallows it with a glass of water)
When I first watched The Matrix, this dialog didn’t have much meaning to me, neither did the movie. To me, it was just a cool movie with great special effects and an interesting plot. At the time, I thought, what if this life is an illusion, a dream? What if?
Some time ago, I, metaphorically, took the red pill. I don’t know exactly when, but I believe that it was about the time that the Matrix came out, or perhaps a little sooner. It all started when I read a book called, The Simple Living Guide and when I watched a PBS show called: Affluenza: The epidemic of Overconsumption. These two books hit home and started my awakening, but I hadn’t taken the red pill just yet. After reading the book and watching the special, I began to feel uncomfortable about my overconsumption. Mind you, I have never been much of an over-consumer. I do prefer simplicity, but I just didn’t know what it was called. I fell for it hook, line, and sinker. Still, today I try to keep the clutter to a minimum and buy only what I need. There are deep considerations before purchases … for the most part. Sometimes I get carried away with camera equipment, though.
There is still work to be done.
About a year ago, my wife started going through a transformation. It all started with some readings and then a silent retreat. After this retreat, she began her transformation in earnest. I was curious, so I soon followed, taking my own path. The first, and most important book that I have read thus far has been The Power of Now. This is the book that has shattered my illusion of control and awakened me from my autopilot mode.
I now recognize that the only semblance of control that I have over my life is summed up in this simple prayer, which never meant anything to me before, except that I thought that it was a nice platitude.
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Serenity is ours to have and only we can provide it. We provide it by either acceptance or change and by knowing when change is possible. These are the only choices. People torture themselves endlessly by fighting against what is. They continually struggle, in pain, against what is hoping to make it what they want it to me, myself included. How The Power of Now fit into this was that I realized that I was missing life by having my mind focused on what had happened, or what might happen, instead of what is happening.
It’s interesting that the final stage, in any grief counseling is acceptance.
- Denial (this isn’t happening to me!)
- Anger (why is this happening to me?)
- Bargaining (I promise I’ll be a better person if…)
- Depression (I don’t care anymore)
- Acceptance (I’m ready for whatever comes)
How much better off would we be if we could move directly to that? I remember when each of my parents died, my mother in 1986, my father, nine years later, in 1995. I cried very little, only on the day of the funeral; however, for some reason, I was able to move directly to acceptance. There was not, as far as I remember, any denial, or other stages, just acceptance that they had died and there was nothing that I could do about it. I loved them dearly, but was able to move on quickly and not suffer. My friends tried to console me, but I didn’t need it. No one understood, not even me. People didn’t understand why I wasn’t inconsolable. It’s expected, unless: “He really didn’t love them!”.
I now realize that each moment is special and worthwhile. After you get a glimpse into this peace, you want more and more and more. After you wake up and realize that the answer is within you, not on Madison Avenue, or Jenny Craig, or Bowflex, or whatever, you start seeing things with new eyes. Does my mind run amok? Surely it does, but the difference between then and now is that I realize it and can stand as a casual observer to its rantings and ravings about my shortcomings, what happened in the past, what might happen. I’m no longer controlled by it. I’m no longer asleep.
Waking up, however, is not easy. Once you are awake, you start to examine many facets of your life and start to question many of your long held beliefs and why you’ve held them. You start to drift away from your friends who are still sleeping because, honestly, you have not much in common anymore. You are different, not better, just different.

My wife is far ahead on the trail in her awakening, I, on the other hand, am lagging behind. This causes difficulty and sometimes friction. I’m still in the mode of reacting to some situations where I perceive that I am loosing control. I’ve yet to be able to examine some things and accept them. When I do, it brings me peace. When I don’t, it brings me trouble.
There are many things that I’ve yet to accept about myself, but I’m getting there. I do have the capacity to change these things, but first I have to understand the root. As a character in The Matrix said later, when things got rough, “I’ll bet you wish that you’d taken the blue pill, now.” Sometimes, I do wish that, but once you’re awake, it’s impossible to go back to sleep.
Lastly, looking across religions, they pretty much say the same thing: Let go. Surrender to that which is greater than you. (Whatever your concept is).
I watched another very powerful movie this weekend, Peaceful Warrior. If you are into ‘the moment’ and The Power of Now, give it a look. If not, give it a watch anyway!
Enjoy the journey!
Thanks for reading. Each time that I write, I learn something more about myself. I learn from your comments, as well. Thanks for teaching!
Thanks for this insightful message. A few years ago I hit a very low place in my life and was able to extract myself from it and to “forge ahead” (thus the name of my blog) by coming to a similar awareness about the truth of “serenity.” I had lots of time on my hands in those days…time to contemplate my life and my place in the world and the universe. In the past few years, that self-time has been stripped away by the demands of work and a suddenly much busier life. I truly appreciate your subtle “wake up call.” Time to make the time I need to get myself re-centered.
Paul, this was a beautiful post. One of my favorite authors writes in a way that peels away layers of habit and really gets at the meat of life. Ken Gire
(http://www.reflectiveliving.com/) has written many books, but the one that touched me most is Seeing What is Sacred: Becoming More Spiritually Sensitive to the Everyday Moments of Life. It reminded me to take those “freeze frames” at certain moments…to slow down and really taste each day. I think you’d enjoy his writing.
Well said. And I’ve add the movie to my Netflix que.
Paul, I think you’d like “Still the Mind” by Alan Watts, one of the leaders in Buddhism, Taoism and meditation writing back in the 60′s. His “This Is It” was required reading for a humanities class I took in college back in ’67; his writings didn’t really strike a cord with me then, but they sure do today! “Still the Mind” really put things in perspective for me as to where my place is in the universe; today, before I was born, and after I die.
I saw the Peaceful Warrior this weekend also. Great, insightful movie. And yes, aside from being a very cool movie, the Matrix has come to be a true movie of “awakening.”
Interesting post Paul, and good choice of movie scene. I think everyone has a couple bottles of red and blue pills in their cabinet for different aspects of their lives. It is interesting that you note how it affects your view of others and your relationships with them – I think that is very true. Taking one pill over the other can possibly affect a lot of people other than yourself. I do wonder what color pill applies to religion though.
Paul,
Thank you for taking the time to write this… not post but insight I think. The power of now has been on my reading list for some time. You and your wife are on the path that a lot of us want to be on. What was it that prompted your wife’s change and silent retreat? (if its too personal don’t answer) Besides being always curious about how people get along creatively, I’m also always curious about how people get along with themselves! Thanks so much for sharing.
A very insightful look into your journey. Thanks for sharing this with us.
Sebastian: I asked my wife if I could share her story. She obliged, so I’ll share the very abridged version. Last year, both of us were working very hard at our jobs. We both worked in the I.T. departments under the investment bank divisions of our respective banks, I for Bank of America, she for Wachovia. The IB is a very stressful place to work. So much so for me that, after a 2 year stint, I had to take 5 months off to rediscover who I was. I was exhausted. There were other things in our lives that we were allowing to affect us.
My wife, Vera, had a feeling, much like Neo: She felt that something was missing. She heard a very small voice from within, and wanted to listen to that voice. She figured that a silent retreat would be just the thing that she needed to get in touch with what she felt. This was about the time when I started my reading, as well. She was the catalyst.
She attended a silent retreat that started on Thursday at 6:00 PM and concluded on Sunday at 1:00 PM. There was walking meditation, working meditation, and sitting meditation. The silence was not total, but punctuated by spiritual talks of the leaders. They had to keep their egos in check and were not allowed to look at each other. The theory being that when you stare at someone, you are making comparisons, sizing them up so to speak.
Anyway, she returned on Sunday and was quite at peace. From there, she began reading voraciously most any book that she could get her hands on. She’s found some authors that she really likes and pretty much sticks with them. She’s also now into Yoga and meditation. It’s been quite a transformation for her and for us, as a family.
The kids didn’t know what to expect and were quite confused, at first, but decided that the kinder, gentler Vera was going to be just fine!
Thanks for sharing your stories. I find the hectic life of IT to be very demanding as well. My trips up to the mountains to photograph serve as my silent retreat and I treasure each one. I’m glad you and your family have found a good path.