Anachronisms

What do we really know? Not much it appears. Mysteries surround us and trip us up at every turn. Most of the knowledge we assume to be solid is in fact only theory. Not proven. Not fact. Not truth.

We must guard against those that claim to have the truth.

In fact, there is a beautiful saying:

Trust nobody who says they have the truth, trust everybody who is seeking for the truth.

I concur. To go a step further we must get away from an anthropocentric view of the world and accompanying truth(s) and widen our faculties to include all life in our quest for the ultimate answers.

I suspect that will lead us down a very difficult path, but the high road is always the hardest way to travel.

There have been attempts in the past. I call them anachronisms because they do not fit within the time and place, any time and place really, of their occurrence.

My hope is that one day these thoughts will not be anachronistic.

Off the grid

I just spent a week off the grid.

No access to my blog, email, social media, SMS or any of the other trappings of our connected lives. It felt good.

I grew up in a world without computers and it is nice to remember that people can live without them. Naturally, that proposition is becoming more difficult each day in the developed world.

Do take the time to disconnect once in a while. It will refresh you and might even allow you to reconnect with yourself and your fellow travelers on this, our adventure.

Ruminations

Life is not just.

Nobody should ever think that it is. Life is naked and brutal and beautiful and breath taking and surprising.

But  not just.

Justice is a concept, even though coined by us humans, which is poorly understood at best. Who is the authority of arbitration when it comes to justice. Who has the wisdom, insight, neutrality and ultimately power to mete out justice?

The answer, unfortunately, is, nobody. At least nobody mortal. We seek out God, the Gods, Fate and Karma to be the ultimate arbiters of justice. We thus recognised long ago that justice is something that cannot be left in human hands.

So, what good is it? Must we wait to be judged by a higher authority? An ultimate power? And whose justice will it be? Who, in the final analysis is just? Justified in having taken the action that was taken?

Not an answer to be found in a blog – that much is certain.

How about this then? Let us treat each other with respect and dignity. Let us treat each other in a way that encourages smiles and hugs and giving way and getting up to offer one’s seat and helping the weak with the heavy loads and the strong to realise the value of humility.

After all, justice will be a long time coming.

Worthy cause

I would like to point out a worthy cause, that was brought to me by a friend and colleague.

His wife is battling with cancer and while on treatment in Germany she will walk a great distance in aid of saving the Rhinoceros from extinction. This story is both true and inspiring.

Please take a moment to visit the link and feel free to reblog this blog.

Thank you.

Reflections

Ultimately, we determine our fate.

Every choice we ever made, good, bad or worse,

has brought us to this moment in time.

Sure, sometimes we do not seem to have a choice.

But even then we can choose how to react to an overtly dictated circumstance.

We must not seek to blame others or think the world owes us a living.

It does not.

Instant gratification and the resistance to persistent effort – speak hard work,

have become the norm.

We will not all be movie stars, live in mansions, drive Bentleys and be called Kardeshiham.

What?!?

It’s true.

Adjust.

A life, I think, can be measured by the friends we have, the aid we offered, the difference we made.

When you go is the world a better place than when you found it?

Insight

Someone once said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

That is probably true.

So is stupidity.

Every day we come across people that test us, annoy us and generally make our lives that much less enjoyable.

We think.

I once held a party. Food and drink were in plentiful supply and a good time was had by all. That is until I realised that my 30 year old single malt highland scotch was being mixed with diet coke by one nameless individual.

I was incensed – how could he – Single malt!!! Being the good host that I am I let it go. For that night.

My resolve was never to invite that nameless individual again.

Years later I recounted the story to a good friend of mine. She looked at me strangely.

‘You know mecci, you are the one with the problem.’ She said.

‘What – why?’ I retorted hurt and confused. (Having expected wholehearted approval of my banishment for that unnamed individual.)

‘Well,’ said she, sagely’ the party was held for people to enjoy themselves. The nameless one enjoyed himself drinking your single malt with diet coke. You thinking it is wrong is your problem. You cannot expect all people to live as you wish them to live.’

I was dumbfounded. She was 100% right. I had imposed my sense of appropriate behaviour upon my guest.

What I learned at that moment was that even when you think you are right and justified in your actions and your view of certain people and their actions, you are probably not.

We all see the world through our own eyes and think our own thoughts. Tolerance is your ability to accept that.

I am working on that.