There is a word in the English language upon which I invariably stumble.
Compartmentalise.
Why does this particular word refuse to articulate unless the concept itself is problematic?
It’s used in security matters. Your clearance only allows compartmentalised knowledge. You don’t get the whole picture.
So it is in politics, religion and elsewhere.
We use compartmentalising personally and publically in our individual lives so this isn’t a sidetrack into conspiracy.
If I suggest that history is written by the victors, I won’t get a argument. It’s obvious and the equally obvious implication is that we’re neither getting the whole picture nor the ‘truth’.
Give me the whole picture and the written history changes - or it should - given hitherto unrevealed facts.
So where’s this going?
Over decades I’ve peered under the rocks, boulders and pebbles that exist within my own mind - and, by extension, yours if, in fact, ‘we’re all one.’ I don’t have compartments. ..... or if I do the doors are wide open. Events and perceptions get layered rather than filed.
My mind isn’t particularly edifying but neither is human nature if all we dwell upon is what we find under rocks.
I’ve not played in public for over two months but the universe isn’t adverse to giving us a bit of a nudge when needed.
Leanne Hawkins is busy at Lithgow organising song competitions and the like and I now find that I’m doing a thirty minute set in a day or so. As I haven’t sung a word while I’ve been playing my blues scales, this set will help galvanise me into relearning my songs and finding the ‘inclination’ to sing them.
The first snows of winter hit and a co-worker is unable to get to work. Can’t find anyone at such short notice and so I do her shift as overtime which neatly coincides with bills I can’t afford to pay.
I look forward to an end of the charade which passes for sanity in the topsy- turvy financial and political world.
The millions who have died since 9/11 - and we do know who did that - are added to millions more who will die in pursuit of profit for the few. None of it makes sense unless you’re motivated by evil for its own sake.
Change is happening. I have no idea of ‘The Plan’ being executed and I’m not interested in ' Personal planning for the end of the world.'
My part is to continue to hold to that which is true and use that to guide my actions...... while life continues to continue.
I don't expect a God to intervene in my life in a way which magically makes me immune to pain, suffering and death. This IS our common lot - irrespective of belief or otherwise - and it's a fact that this fact does tend to get compartmentalised instead of being embraced.... and gently layered down.