Sunday, January 28, 2007

In the eye of the beholder? Or the lyrics of Noddy Holder?


OK
Having read the response to my return to the blog thang I re -read and revised. That is the danger of blogging at 12am. However I have asked myself a number of questions.

1. What switches do I have?

2. Are they all working?

3. Do I need them?

4. Are any of them automatic, if so, do they have a manual override?

5. What is the nature of spirituality?

We had friends visit today with their dug. We all went for a walk and this identified some of my switches. Like getting cross with my 8 year old because he never listens and constantly behaves like an 8 year old! People who treat their dog like a child. People who treat their child like a dog. These all push my buttons. I can have a very short fuse, I am volatile and can at times - when tired say - be extremely irrational. Having waxed in the last blog about feeling spiritual today (sunday) I do not. I have spent the day painting and I am knackered, not a restful weekend. I don't know if it is an age thing or just us but time is moving too fast and we seem to be way too busy. There doesn't seem to be an end in sight to all of this and it is another button or switch which needs flicked.

I am sure that the switched I have are all working given my lack of balance in my reactions sometimes.

I doubt that I need the, and I suspect that the manual override is fucked.

I mentioned being or feeling self actualised yesterday. I use to have a boss who suggested that the layers between the states in the triangle were made of tissue paper and that we could fall through them very easily.

Sometimes all it takes is a word.

I think I berated a friend for his reaction to sanctimonious words from a nice but narrow minded person. He was right the comment was small and lacked both insight and understanding. It was arrogance trying to sound like grace. His response was correct.

Perhaps true spirituality is a recognition that things are 'broken' and that rather than mend them we must live with the brokenness, and embrace it.

That said, worse things happen at sea.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well said....i did think you were in one of those OTT moods the other nighy..but hey...that's what I love about you. don't chnage it!

"I sailing! I am sailing!...."