Living out here on the fringes of society, the edge of the ever-rolling world, is good for perspective building. It's also handy for making one feel a bit out of the loop. A lot is even going on in our own blockchain world, not to mention the greater world beyond. Yet, I wake up to just the sounds of nature and feel like I am in some isolated sphere of protection from the world and its noise. It's been a very surreal few weeks.
However, one thing that has made this new move of mine interesting is that I am still connected to the pulse of our species, the Web and its realm are easily accessible here, so the reverberations of all our interacting is still always within grasp for me.
Talk about dissonance.
The loons outside my front door don't care if I am up to date on what the president's health is, how I feel about immigration, what nation state is fighting whom, and if the Monster energy drinks are killing the children or not. The loons just are. Right now dad loon is looking at me like I am a loon as I type this, but joke's on him, I can type the word loon and he can't.
Or perhaps the joke is on me because I am the species that thinks thoughts like that.
My point that I am getting to is that we all have our own platforms now, our voices are amplified, and while there are positives that have resulted in our interconnectedness on a global scale, there cult of the Self is metastasizing quickly. Every one knows what it is wrong, they are constantly in an emotional state about it, grousing all over the place on their platform of choice.
Yet the problems, they still persist.
In this peaceful place of just being, I have often caught myself just thinking. What would it be like if we showed up and utilized our strengths working on serving others rather than just identifying pathology and squawking at everyone our grand design solutions. Each person is their own expert on themselves. No one is an expert on another. Yet, if we just showed up and started serving others from a perspective of autonomy, compassion, and respect, maybe some of the perpetual problems wouldn't look so problematic after awhile.
A Kat can dream.
This place makes me feel so small, so alive, like I don't have to have the answers. As I get ready to head back down off this mountain to dwell in society for a couple of weeks, I am curious to see how I view things. But then again, I am just going to get out of my brain and get to work.
Nothing looney about that.
And as most of the time, all of the images in this post were taken on the author's full of reflection iPhone.
