On New News

 

So much of what passes for news is not news. Lifestyle, publicity, disease of the week. Speculation on speculative finance. Propaganda, a feature since the tracts of the 16^th century if not the Roman walls. Currying fears, stoking angers, preening envies. Fake news is the lie direct, beloved of politicians and celebrities.

 You know why you absorb it. To see what’s going on, find connection, belong to the bigger picture. News tries to put this across. Still, if you can discuss the gloomy and frightful with yourself so much, surely you can find some light and love to ruminate too. What if you forgave yourself for every embarrassing and witless thing you ever published, speechified, or performed? It simplifies life.

The New Testament is new news. Many complicated explanations come forth around the miraculous healings, but what people are seeking is direct physical cure. “If you will, make me clean.” “Lord, that I might receive my sight.” “If I might touch but the hem of his garment…” People walk, leap, see, speak, recover their right mind, stand up after near-death, even death experiences. What maintains this today? New news. We can be part of the cure. “I will, be clean.”

On Productivity

 

The King has waited all his life for the work or destiny decided before his birth. But so have others. Those with genetic diseases, for example, a decision made at the time of conception. And one unknown perhaps for years, coming astonishingly as a sudden strike. Those who inherit unexpectedly from a will written without their knowledge. Those who unexpectedly fail to inherit.

Productivity. A process of time. And our role it. And a mystery. Does productivity mean we’re a product? Not necessarily something for sale, but something resulting. Resulting from many processes, acts and events. Something productive is that which produces.

This leaves us with what to produce. Lift-off takes a lot of energy. Some birds have to eat their own weight every day to keep up. Looking back at life, we cared so much about so many temporary things. So much time consumed in entertainment. Something to furnish our thoughts.

 What will we produce? What processes, acts, and events will we nourish or discourage? What results from our motivations and desires? More stress, ambition, confusion, casting of wide nets? Or more clarity, understanding, acceptance, and peace? More love, consideration, and care. Be productive. Love more.

On the Distance

 

When I was little, my mother had me on a harness, the perfect way to keep me from getting lost in crowds. So a shopping trip was a child walk. I could skip to the limits and then come back. This was going the distance, then.

Like walking the talk, going the distance implies commitment. Pretty securely, you can’t do it without help. Everything in life is hanging by a thread, so the most important words you’ll hear come from the angels you’ll meet. Fear Not.

Others, not so angelic, build fears. Both religious and areligious types may say it’s your fault. Or you deserve it. Or what did you expect? Or, it’s going to end badly. They direct your attention to the travails of those who let you down. Suggest a loss of faith, strength, direction. Talk up the expectations.

My friends seem to have forgiven my many limitations and mistakes, very few of them deliberate, but often attempts to get under control situations that cannot by their nature be controlled. So natural. Talking the walk will be kinder to you. Seeing the distance with you.

The best words are thanking words. Thank you.  Deo Gratias.

On Responsible Thinking

 

Whoever you are now, you’re not what you were. If something turns out tragically, can you blame yourself for trying?

If you front up in church you’ve already apologized to God. Some Christian gods are more judgemental than others. Some are ruthless, some too easy-going. Are you worshipping the jealous god or the plentiful in mercy? Or one that looks more like a mirror?

General Admin cleanup: Mrs. G. hasn’t lived here for 15 years. Still gets mail from government: do I return to sender? Ten percent off anything you’ve ever bought. Appeals from causes to which you once drew attention to yourself. Crises and disasters you were tangentially involved with but can’t relieve yourself of guilt. Things you ought to have done that you did not do, however long ago. The failings of others. Antique notifications of this and that. The complete story on installation of solar power. Political messages from everywhere. The innocuous and the incautious.

Is there a statute of limitations on regrets? Do we even have a right to get over it? Do we still have to solve it, when the pieces lie in fragments on the floor?

Hand it on. Less responsible thinking; more prayer.

 

On Not So Perfect

 

Euphemisms and platitudes. Hanging around on social media with all the bad news, celebrations and currying of fears, plus assumptions and expectations. The passive voice is a grammatical vice. Real help is specific IMHO.

 Those “experiencing” envy are many and some are already exceedingly rich. See Decalogue 10. On the other hand, most sins are not very interesting; so often they’re so much the same. What is interesting is the good stuff you do that you don’t know about. A lot of what you try to get away from is ingrained and so is part of you. Some of it holds surprisingly great results.

It's not so perfect, though. What if ‘perfect’ meant ‘wholeness’, ‘completeness’, “containing multitudes”? Not ‘perfect’ as frozen in time; time doesn’t freeze. Good for today might be doubtful tomorrow. Faultless is subject to change. Imperfect gives you room to move.

After spending most of my life trying to be lighter, stretching towards the heavens, I now seem to want to be heavier, sinking at each step towards the earth. Weightier, more relaxed and more peaceful. Making life lower. Simplifying striving. Making two steps out of one.

The world will be saved by smallness.

On Philosophical Daydreams

 

When the past looks at you what does it see? Does it feel good about its results with you or believe it’s done its proper job? Does it see room for improvement: how can it become a better past? Maybe it could be a worse past, maybe it really screwed up. Maybe it was a normal past.

We keep hearing about the new normal. Normal is not what came before nor likely what came after. What we’re observing is the normal normal. We think the current circumstances are stable but in fact they constantly change so in ten years you won’t recognise where you were. This applies across the board. Globally, the challenge between the past and the future shows up the fragility, not only of democracy, but of all existing systems. Things must change and are changing, but this is not a handsome process. Personally, we look at last decade’s selfie then look at the mirror: how did this happen? The cost of living is not what it costs to live.

What’s in the house with you? I live with a greyhound, fine and fast. I live with some ideas, too, maybe some are new. Or maybe only normal.

On the Paper Trail

Cleaning up for the New Year. Weeding out the paper files, sometimes twenty years old. There are some massive bureaucratic efforts hidden in here. I’d call them heroic struggles. Mainly but not always with government departments. All these matters of status and achievement, finished and accomplished, at far more stress than needed or worthy. A will also is part of a paper trail. (People can get evicted from homes or saddled with lifelong financial bugs by wills). Correspondence with the long deceased. Antiquated essays. Notes on plans: for holidays, revenge, retreat. Grudges, complaints. Hospital stays. Rate notices. Receipts for compensations that compensate no one.

Beginner’s mind is full of mistakes. We’re always beginners at life. This leads to unastonishing results not only in words and ideas but also in actions and relationships. You may have been in a role for which you were miscast. But what is it? Which role? If you knew what to do you’d already be doing it. There’s a confusing conflict between effort and result.

The broken can’t really be mended. You have to make something else out of it. Shredding paper. Saving what must be saved. Letting go: new file, New Year.