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paul lowe
October 2009 
Immersed in our own worlds...
Posted on Jul 13th, 2008
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Sandra
Sandra
It's way over due for a new blog. I wasn't sure what to post. Life has been well, fairly intense the last while. I have indeed been immersed in my own world, (with a few diversions on that endless thread on the Mod Pod) - which at the moment is a small wooden cottage in Tir Na Spideoga ( Valley of the Robins) in Ireland.
Much of my time has been involved with trying to make 'it work', which means waiting for 'things to be done' (eg. an outdoor larder built), keeping warm ( via a wood/peat stove), clearing trees/bushes from the area to let in some light (well, most of the clearing is being done by my dear partner), and squeezing ourselves into a space that really is too small for us, and, it's also very cute.
At times I feel everything is hopeless, and other times I sense it simply 'is'. The area around here is staggeringly beautiful, and it's great to be in an English speaking country. I keep reminding myself that there are so many good things happening - at the very least being outside on one of the few sunny days planting some herbs was just wonderful. And, as always, my focus is on my writing - so, now that my little office is sorted, and we finally have internet, no more excuses, time to finish the book of short stories.
Well, as for being immersed in our own worlds, this piece from Paul Lowe came through not long ago -- I liked it:
p.s. wondering what the main pic of the moose and the cat has to do with any of this? Me too.
Much of my time has been involved with trying to make 'it work', which means waiting for 'things to be done' (eg. an outdoor larder built), keeping warm ( via a wood/peat stove), clearing trees/bushes from the area to let in some light (well, most of the clearing is being done by my dear partner), and squeezing ourselves into a space that really is too small for us, and, it's also very cute.
At times I feel everything is hopeless, and other times I sense it simply 'is'. The area around here is staggeringly beautiful, and it's great to be in an English speaking country. I keep reminding myself that there are so many good things happening - at the very least being outside on one of the few sunny days planting some herbs was just wonderful. And, as always, my focus is on my writing - so, now that my little office is sorted, and we finally have internet, no more excuses, time to finish the book of short stories.
Well, as for being immersed in our own worlds, this piece from Paul Lowe came through not long ago -- I liked it:
"Immersed in our own worlds most of us are out of touch with what is
happening around us. We are out of balance with perspective.
If we are in pain, one hour can seem a very long time.
For a butterfly who only lives for one day, one hour is a very large
percentage of their life. For a rock one hour is no time at all.
To us a Redwood Tree can seem vast. Someone who works with a scanning
electron microscope has a very different perspective.
Although things have changed a lot over the last hundred years or so, the
other side of the planet is still a long way away.
Measured by the standards of an astronomer it is no distance at all:
The Hubble Deep Field.
We sometimes hear of someone suffering about a certain situation and we are not moved/sympathetic -- because that situation has almost no meaning to us.And something that has no meaning to them can shatter us.
If we slow down, listen/tune in/feel, we may start to revive our atrophied
sense of empathy -- and listen to each other and be more caring and loving.
In order to feel more fulfilled we do need to be more loving and caring.
And that includes to ourselves."
p.s. wondering what the main pic of the moose and the cat has to do with any of this? Me too.
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Sandra, is that your pic of cat and moose? Either way, it has its own meaning, I guess. Much as you have described personal meanings to be. We sometimes think we are here to make a difference to the world; that world as you say, has to be OUR world. Personal meaning and engagement–not being a martyr but a healer.
I have a question: could you re-post the Hubble link? This one doesn't work.
:-) Meenkashi, no, sadly, not my pic.
Thanks for the heads up on the hubble link, it's fixed now….
Love, Sandra
This, from my namesake, resonated for me…
”Immersed in our own worlds most of us are out of touch with what is
happening around us. We are out of balance with perspective.”
When worlds join, balance becomes available, yet still a choice.
Sandra,
Little things for which to be grateful and lots of time to work the craft. Savor the moments or they will be lost - you know that. What is is and it is good. What is less desireable, makes the good even better. And everything changes, this too will pass and you won't want to forget a minute of it, nor would you dwell on it in your next moment elsewhere.
Life is good generally, from the long perspective, if we want to remember it that way. Don't “make” it work, let it unfold. It's much gentler that way.
Deborah
Here's one possible meaning of the moose and cat. They seem such unlikely friends, and yet there they are nose-to-nose. Perhaps you and your new surroundings are unlikely friends. But there you are, and maybe even one day you'll be close friends. I like what Deborah just said about letting everything unfold gently. Sometimes easier said than done, but it sounds so much more peaceful…. Blessings, dear friend as you move between the hopelessness and the “what is” of life. (of course this was posted way back on July 13th….who knows what may be different by now!)