Do you ever feel ensnared in the maelstrom of news and events constantly and violently exploding around you? The causes and effects, and obscure relations that emerge? It seems the more I read, follow along, and listen, the more my inner eye sees imaginary web structures, and gaping omissions that both hold together and tear into our social fabric, and societal norms. Six degrees of separation means we all lost someone this weekend.
When the worldly vortex gets too overwhelming (which is often), I escape outside, into my garden, to soothe my senses, and calm my nerves. Spiders place their webs right in the path of their victims. Often, I stumble right through them without even realizing they are there, and then I feel destructive and mean – even though I just proved that their net was perfectly placed for catching something. I was just too big to fit into their plan.
Sometimes it feels like the various forces at work around us are too big for what’s left of our shredded, unraveling webs, and will crash right through them. “Do something!” chanted the people of Dayton. I agree. Do something. About so many things.