In some ways the fog outside is as enveloping in its limited visibility as is my ability to recount where I have been these past weeks and months; it all feels somewhat hazy to me.
The fog in my mind rolled in with Hurricane Sandy
and it has yet to clear. Hurricane Sandy sent me away from my home for fear of
what the storm might do; high winds especially threatened to endanger a few of
our already tenuously held trees that could potentially fall and hit the house.Back home, after the storm hit, the cold state of our eerily-abandoned house took some time to heat and bring things right again; to unpack the emergency provisions so hastily gathered in the leave-taking. In the meantime, the Overcoming The Polarization of Politics event that had been scheduled for the evening Sandy hit had by then been cancelled; the other organizers and myself adrift in a turbulent sea of end of election campaign hoopla, election day and night and the after elections blame games and so forth, as our once-again elected president emerged victorious.
By the time all of this had passed and our event
had been rescheduled with its resultant loss of momentum, coming off after the
election as opposed to before it as originally planned, predictions of the end
of the world was the big news, scheduled for late December. This, too, somehow
also soon faded away and the tragic deaths of the many children who had so
innocently lost their lives at Newtown took over both the world of cyberspace and painful reality.
On the heels of these twists and turns, New
Horizons, of which I am both Founder and Executive Director, determined that it was time to create an
expanded venue for up-to-date reports on our Possible Human, Possible Society Study and our
collection of good works in the area of community development, by offering, not
one but two new radio shows. So off I was sent to Blog Talk Radio University to
learn new skills for a new kind of radio of which I had never heard before.
Alongside of this happening, my collaborator of
close to seven years, Sue deVeer, moved out of state, leaving me somewhat
behind. So is it any surprise that as I awoke this morning to the fog
surrounding me outside that I felt called to wonder, as I looked out at the
pea-soup, if there was, indeed, anything familiar left beyond my bedroom walls?
The dear ones I’ve left behind on this almost five
month trek through my odyssey are no more or less intact than I, having been
hit by most of the same influences. Yet, adrenalin-infused days of world-level upheaval, crisis and chaos have become so much the norm, people barely notice it. But, I, sensitized by blindness to a heightened sense of feeling and inner seeing, do.
So this is our brave new world; the Future Shock Alvin Toffler
predicted in the early 1970s. Days, weeks and lives whiz by so rapidly a person
can barely find themselves genuinely standing in the same place from moment to
moment. Thus that which had become the normal human adjusting to change is barely realistic.
This is our brave new world!
I think it rather frightening, but have little time
for fear before the next wave of turbulence hits. How about you?
On my side, expect to hear more and more from New
Horizons and myself about the importance of our human connections; on my two
radio shows and here.
After all, a human life does, typically, while not
lasting as long as an elephant, last somewhat longer than the latest internet
promoted scandal or horror.
So I tend to think of people as being amongst the
most valued of investments.
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