the phone rings ,it is Michael.
do I have five minutes for a survey?
um ok. I’ll give it a go.
it is about politics –
which party do I prefer?
the Greens and that is the last time I can offer them as an answer.
who has the best policy on the economy , health, housing , education etc??
I have two choices.
labour or liberal.
I don’t like either and fail to see much of a difference.
Michael explains I have to choose one of them for the purposes of this survey.
and this where we go down the rabbit hole folks
you have a choice but it is the choice given you
you can have chocolate or vanilla
caramel is not on the list.
chocolate or vanilla
dangled in front of us is a world of ‘free choice’ and because we can change channels we believe this is so.
this is so only within certain parameters .
how can I play when the playing field is rigged
with mindfulness by becoming Present and getting creative.
I chose to play that day with Michael
adding my views ideas and wishes to each question asked,
after all, it was being recorded.
Michael was very patient with my raves and along the way we developed a bond,
at one point he giggles
oh I bet you aren’t allowed to do that
no, he says I’m not.
tell me my friend
did you have a choice about sending your child to school
about the hours of the day in the classroom
about the curriculum?
did you have any say about the incipient spread of plastic packaging in our food markets?
or the sheer volume of poisons being used on your food?
or whether you vaccinate your child or not?
or how often your government makes war on another country and its peoples?
Michael thanks me, suggests his supervisor may contact me and ta ta.
the survey did not want my views, the data collected will simply reinforce existing policies but I chose to speak from my Heart.
and so we ask ourselves
how can we choose caramel when it is not on the menu.
because we can
because in every single moment of our lives we can choose even when the stakes are raised and there appears to be no choice and even though we know it is rigged .
in the time leading up to the invasion of Iraq the people took to the streets to say No No No to our government.
I learnt a simple thing then,
I learnt the power to accept I had no choice and the power to choose –
I could say ” you do not do this in my name.”
so despite knowing we cannot choose caramel we can
creatively choose to make our mark,
take a stand, to in our very humble and polite way choose to live a life examined,
a life creative,a life of courage refusing the status quo of inequity,
a life of strength to call out the bullying tactics and
a life of humour directed at the foibles of humanity exploring it Self.
before I go I tell you this
I apologise not
for bending your ear
tugging at your heartstrings
and singing to your spirit.
the wisteria is in full glorious openhearted petalness
surrendering to the probe and suck of the bees,
the hum is loud bending the fragrance thru the house.
the sky is sharp today , a clear precise no questions asked blue
the sun a summer warmth,
everywhere in the forest nature is surrendering to the longer days
to the warmer hours
to the recent rainfall
to gestation and fertilisation.
and to her we give thanks.
and to you all
6 thoughts on “because we can”
I bet Michael has told your story several times since he scored you for a survey! I hope in amongst the laughter and recounting he finds the kernel of truth – the nutshell of what you were sharing with him. None of us can change the world by ourselves, but if we take a moment to have our say and to engage with others, the chances of change increase incrementally – and each increment is a step in the right direction – good on you for not giving up your caramel 🙂
thanks leanne , so true about the chances of change happening incrementally when we engage with each other and share our truth. at the same time of reaching out we get to feel the love and support and realise we are not alone we are many. blessings to you my friend.
lovely Sandra! I want carob!!
of course you do and because I have been unable to locate any down this a way you had better bring some with you… xx
The playing field is indeed rigged Sandra – you articulate this so well, thank you. But as you say we can examine all of this and say, no! Not in my name …
In among all of the rigged data collection, we can say yes to the power of Nature, the thrum of the bees, the skies that ask no questions, and give thanks when the rains fall.
I love this post, thank you again.
thank you susan. we are not alone – our love for this home is shared by many. may the this love/light ever expand …
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