We’re Captive on a Carousel of Time
I’m in Venice walking for hours every day. I’m never sure where I’m going unless it’s to the dentist or the hairdresser. Getting lost down a calle ( side street) and turning corners day after day, and finding myself going round and round in circles has become the new normal for me.
I’m okay with that. The heart is open and I am here to Be and to see and to touch and taste and feel it all.
I only learned that Carnivale was cancelled from my children because the news here is in Italian and I listen but don’t understand what I’m hearing. I hope that by some magical form of osmosis I will suddenly click and understand everything, but so far I only understand a spattering of words. One of them is Corona virus. Once I hear that, I tend to change the channel or put on Netflix mainly because I know there is a lot of media hype and fear creating going on. The media influence mass consciousness a bit like the spread of well….an infection.
Level 6 in The 12 Levels of Being is Mass Consciousness. That is the emotional climate of a community, country or indeed the world. It could be grief, blame, fear or revenge and it permeates people’s consciousness until it becomes difficult to differentiate between the feeling as being yours or being something that is so strong in the mass consciousness it only appears to be yours.
Turning off the television only partly works. My friends call me… did I know……..?
Did I know that the planes to Israel have been canceled if have they come from Hong Kong, Singapore or Korea? No! And did you know that all the theatres and places for events has been closed in Italy? No. And did you know that… well you get the message. It was stuff they hear and read through the media.
So, to be clear I am not worried. Let me get that out first. And I am taking some precautions. I wash my hands all the time. But every bottle of sanitizer and every mask in the whole of Italy was panic-bought last weekend. I kid you not. Nothing on the shelves.
All this made me start to think what could the significance be? The appearance is easy. A new virus it causing people to become sick and some to die. The result is panic.
But what is the significance?
We all know that individual countries are concerned about themselves. Their financial situation, the education of the population, their medical services and their people’s well-being. Every individual country has their own ideas about what is right for their country..
Then one day a new tiny little microscopic virus arrives. Even though influenza takes a few lives every year and the SARS virus cause a bit of Asian panic this virus seems to be scaring the whole world. I remember when HIV and AIDS terrified the world but in our ignorance it became an us again them situation. In other words Separation. This corona virus has the whole world working together for one of the first times I can remember. The common enemy. A teensy little virus that can cause serious illness and occasionally death. The whole world is trying to work together to eliminate this new strain of virus. Universities and laboratories around the world working together, hospitals and towns across borders protecting their cities and towns and communities And every time this tiny virus shows up in a new place or in a new person the whole world hears about it.
But. And it’s a big BUT
Panic is the main cause of this global connection. Fear is bringing people and countries together and unfortunately still turning some people against others. So my question is why do we need Chaos for us all to come together?
What would every nation leader say and do if they could all come together for the highest good of the entire planet.
How could we as one living entity called Earth unite and make Global decisions for the highest good of all.
What would every nation commit to and create for the whole world to thrive?
This is virus is an opportunity. Another one. They come and they go, but without recognizing an opportunity it’s like a wave that breaks on the beach and just disappears. We have an opportunity here to disconnect from mass fear perpetrated by the media in search of some new drama to sell news. I’m here in Venice. It’s quiet today, but the re are some restaurants and cafes are open. Hardly anyone is wearing a mask. People are smiling and children, home from school for this week, are enjoying time with their parents. Life is not a swirling mass of terror as much as the media would wish you to think.
As I walked in circles trying to find the vaporetto that brought me here, I notice an art gallery. I get distracted by a moment in time.
Everything the artist, Enzo Fiorie makes comes from trees and roots, and dirt and dead insects. This work is beautiful in its honoring of life. From dust to dust. The richness of life emerges. She, our Mother Earth will survive no matter what, no matter what we fear. Indeed no matter what we do. But we also have choices.
As I walk around and around I realise I am embracing uncertainty. I am here, we are here, for such a brief time and the opportunities to make a difference, to open our eyes and hearts and take it in, moment by moment, come and go. Sometimes the opportunity to do something beautiful, something meaningful, something purposeful only comes once.
It’s a new day here in Venice and I’m back on the carousel.