Today felt like a melting pot.
Around me via walking around, interactions online and face to face, hearing voices on the phone, the emotions: pain, anxiety, laughter and mirth, I felt the contrast of tears and carnival atmospheres of groups as the sun beat down in London town, of struggling, laughter and suffering, boundaries broken as parents continue to work out the way they will deal with their schedules, oblivion, joy. There are people who are unaffected by the news today and within the world today, content with indifference and the bliss of extra downtime, while some whose desires to learn have been ignited, others afflicted by pain first-hand and others who have never been more successful, it all feels so Ecclesiastes.
The summer brings heat.
It tends to bring anger to the surface, it heats up the bubbling feelings of frustration, as well as suppressed and repressed pain like a hot pepper soup, where that wrong way down that bite can cause a violent spluttering as the body fights for control. I feel like the world and nature is fighting for control, as polarising sides of people fight for control - control of their lives, narratives, power.
I'm reminded of wedding vows.
"...from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part"... Never has life seemed so 'all of these vows at once' like this, but maybe it always has been, in our marriage to life.
The unifying thread through it all feels like hope. Hope for better, hope for change, hope for something greater, hope for a better life, or that hope to return to "normal" or the hope to continue.
2020 continues.
Hope in this melting pot.
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