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the back of my head itches...
Jun. 1st, 2010 09:11 pmSome of this is personal stuff, some of it isn't - lots of people seem to be "itching" lately...
On the personal level... I think the last few years of study and work have reorganized some deep stuff. Can't put my finger on anything in particular, but I have a sense of new structures starting to show - sort of like speeded-up geological change. "Oh, there's bedrock here now. And a ridge that didn't used to be over there - guess I'll have to change my route!"
And there's more to come... I'm looking at what I need to be doing, what my Work is, how I can be of service. (Yeah, yeah; I'm a Virgo. Deal.) I'm doing some of it now, but I could be doing more of the truly necessary stuff if I had a clearer feel for the upcoming "weather" and what might be necessary... and the "weather" is weird.
Weird. Not all-caps weird, yet; but I'm not the only one who's itchy....
Back around '97 or so I made a prediction of sorts that there were a lot of folks who were going to be disappointed when Y2K rolled through and nothing changed except that 1, and a few souls who would take it upon themselves to be the change they hadn't seen yet after a few years. (And the general weirdness-quotient has gone up, though not in the Aum Shinri Kyo/Timothy McVeigh directions I'd kind of expected...) And the next Y2K is coming up in the shape of the ancient (sacred!) Mayan (native!) calendar roll-over in 2012.
I don't/can't believe it'll be the end of the world. And, yet - I itch. And I'm not alone in that. I would like to believe that this is not the end of the world (everybody clap!), but a changing of the guard, mebbe the beginning of the end of the old New World Order. I'd be happy with a coincidence of fudged numbers and a calendar artifact and a critical mass of people deciding there is no "them" that's going to fix all the problems of the world, just us...
And at the same time? On the flight back from the midwest, I sat next to a woman who was gung-ho pro-military, more than casually racist, almost-devoutly green, and all set to repeat last year's donations of her garden's (not insignificant) excesses to the local food bank. I don't know how to make her part of my "us" - am adamantly opposed to some of her "fixes" while I admire and want to emulate other parts of her behaviors...
I am reminded of biological models and how system homeostasis is a continual dance of push and pull and prod and squash, robbing the piggy-bank to pay the cookie-jar and balancing the mortgage against the retirement fund, if and maybe and but. And I think of "smart mobs" and emergent behavior, and wonder if the collective we can actually manage this dance? If enough people are going to pay attention to feedback signals from all over and keep Tink alive? (Not that I want to see the Western-lifestyle-as-it-is continue - this just is NOT sustainable...)
gah. Need sleep...
On the personal level... I think the last few years of study and work have reorganized some deep stuff. Can't put my finger on anything in particular, but I have a sense of new structures starting to show - sort of like speeded-up geological change. "Oh, there's bedrock here now. And a ridge that didn't used to be over there - guess I'll have to change my route!"
And there's more to come... I'm looking at what I need to be doing, what my Work is, how I can be of service. (Yeah, yeah; I'm a Virgo. Deal.) I'm doing some of it now, but I could be doing more of the truly necessary stuff if I had a clearer feel for the upcoming "weather" and what might be necessary... and the "weather" is weird.
Weird. Not all-caps weird, yet; but I'm not the only one who's itchy....
Back around '97 or so I made a prediction of sorts that there were a lot of folks who were going to be disappointed when Y2K rolled through and nothing changed except that 1, and a few souls who would take it upon themselves to be the change they hadn't seen yet after a few years. (And the general weirdness-quotient has gone up, though not in the Aum Shinri Kyo/Timothy McVeigh directions I'd kind of expected...) And the next Y2K is coming up in the shape of the ancient (sacred!) Mayan (native!) calendar roll-over in 2012.
I don't/can't believe it'll be the end of the world. And, yet - I itch. And I'm not alone in that. I would like to believe that this is not the end of the world (everybody clap!), but a changing of the guard, mebbe the beginning of the end of the old New World Order. I'd be happy with a coincidence of fudged numbers and a calendar artifact and a critical mass of people deciding there is no "them" that's going to fix all the problems of the world, just us...
And at the same time? On the flight back from the midwest, I sat next to a woman who was gung-ho pro-military, more than casually racist, almost-devoutly green, and all set to repeat last year's donations of her garden's (not insignificant) excesses to the local food bank. I don't know how to make her part of my "us" - am adamantly opposed to some of her "fixes" while I admire and want to emulate other parts of her behaviors...
I am reminded of biological models and how system homeostasis is a continual dance of push and pull and prod and squash, robbing the piggy-bank to pay the cookie-jar and balancing the mortgage against the retirement fund, if and maybe and but. And I think of "smart mobs" and emergent behavior, and wonder if the collective we can actually manage this dance? If enough people are going to pay attention to feedback signals from all over and keep Tink alive? (Not that I want to see the Western-lifestyle-as-it-is continue - this just is NOT sustainable...)
gah. Need sleep...