If nothing else, events of recent months and years have shown us to be rather fragile of mind, spirit, spine and character. But, maybe it’s not that simple.
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The stories we live by in a society, and as a civilization, are a cross-pollination of narratives, derived from age-old belief systems, traditions, rituals, religions and literature, tempered and adapted organically by modern epistemology, pedagogy, philosophy, cultural context and the purely experiential. There’s an inherent, and perhaps predictable narrowing, or reduction, of the “allowable” within these structures. And because of an inevitable tendency toward identity and ideology, our struggles individually and socially arise as and when this unconscious mechanism is either unwittingly or deliberately used against us.
I was walking on the beach at low tide the other day, amazed at how much sandy goodness hides under all that salty brine. I came across five large words scrawled in the sand: vax, mask, distance, calm, care. I wish I’d take a photo of it, because it was amusing, annoying and infuriating all at the same time.
When the tide is way out, and the sun is on its way down… the vast sandy beach manifests a dramatic, diffracted canvas.
It’s a time of great change — but isn’t it always?
Perhaps you are seeing now that this entire last year has been a broadly orchestrated, multilayered, multifaceted series of events designed, yet again, to scare you away from your better reasoning and capacity for critical, rational thinking.