Haiku — 0048: Dichotomy
Between the heart and the mind.
Here’s a question for you — What is better, a warmer heart, or a cooler mind? Can the two be in the same place?
This happens to be the question that I was left with after a conversation with someone in my family — One of dichotomy.
A clash of being,
Strength of resolve tested,
Of mind and heart.
I’ll start from the line of thought I pursued in my Haiku about ‘Compassion’, where one checkpoint was acknowledging that being compassionate to others is not necessarily a burden. But here is a different perspective,
How much is too much?
So, about the conversation. My mother empathized with someone else’s struggle and worried about their problem. I argued that it’s not healthy to worry about a situation we’re not involved in. To this, she had the following to say:
“I can not see myself turning a blind eye to their struggle, because I went through the same”
Her stance was clear. As was mine.
I acknowledged that she was perhaps the one with a warmer heart, but I would much rather possess the cooler (if not colder) mind. And that led the conversation down the path of dichotomy. Hence, this Haiku.
Can a person possess both a cold and logical mind, driven by purpose, and a warm heart that beats for others without expecting anything in return? Is it possible to keep the boundaries between the heart and mind intact, or is it inevitable that one will influence the other? Can one know enough to care, but not act, while the other can act without caring? The former represents a manifestation of the mind triumphing over the heart, while the latter looks like the denial of both the heart and mind.
Here is an example you might be able to relate to — Seeing someone struggle financially.
There are many emotional responses here, between pity and consideration, and having gone through such situations before, I would be empathetic. That is the stance of a warm heart.
But, does that mean I should start to take an outsized interest in their circumstances? Should I worry about someone else when I have dozens of fires in my backyard? It would make sense to consider helping if my help can make a tangible difference. Knowing that it would not, should I still be consumed by the difficulties of someone I know I can not help? Is that not the definition of futility? This would be the stance of a cooler mind.
Maybe there is no real answer here, maybe we have both, and each time a situation arises, one takes the center, while the other moves to the periphery.
Then what about consistency? Can we even call it a principled stance?
Lots of questions!
Just to conclude, the clash of a mind and a heart is perhaps one of the very few things that determine our being as an individual. And from there, everything that defines us arises. A product of dichotomy.
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