Here are some thoughts that have been prompted by reading the book I mentioned in the last “Been Reading”. I was not very far into it, not very far at all, when I realized that there were two processes going on. I was enjoying the unfolding of the plot and the development of the characters. I had reached the stage where I decide whether this books a “goer” thinking I’ll stick with this one. But whilst this was going on I noticed I had also become the Observer, the Watcher, and I was not only seeing myself enjoying the novel but also processing the injustice underlying the plot and being revealed.
Interesting? You bet!
It seems that we possess the potential to become our own Observer, disconnected from our immediate situation. We can become insightful, asking questions from a place of non-involvement but possessed of knowledge and insight. It has been said that, as the Observer, I am my truest self, detached from ego and emotion, able to ask incisive questions.
Thus with the novel and my emotional engagement. Standing off I began to ask myself why I felt the way I did and then work back through the issues to find the source of my feelings. What were the issues? Well I’d like to say “same old same old”. The age old tale of the subjugation of women as they battled, as suffragists, to gain something looking like an equal footing with men. 120years beyond the setting of the tale and the fight still continues. But the novel is set in a time and location where women cannot so easily be put back in their place. The mere existence of suffragists suggests how far tolerance has come bearing in mind that there are still places around the world where women are little more than chattels.
So how do you stop a group that is gaining a foothold?
Well you begin with, to use the modern term, misinformation, but it’s an age old practice. Anything from manipulation of the truth to darn right lies. You play to other people’s fears to insight prejudice and suspicion. You associate anything from mere inconvenience right across to disaster with the person or people that you intend to disempower. In my novel it was the mention of witchcraft and the women’s association with it, that was blamed for an epidemic the society was experiencing. Scapegoats or what!
Pogue, you see, people can be so irrational and few will ever assume the position of the Observer and ask “Why?” “Why am I believing this?” “Why do I feel this way?” “Why am I being powered by my fears?” History attests to how fear, prejudice and suspicion can run rampant without people ever stopping to question “Why?” There may be no people who have suffered more from misinformation fueled fear and hate than the Jews, accused and associated with many social wrongs.A brief reading of German history through the 1930’s will give you a flavor for this.
And maybe many of us have done this at a personal level by talking falsely about someone and drawing an association with something we know is unpopular or threatening. Guilt by association. We know that words have power and that once released into the world it is a rare day they don’t find somewhere to land. If you know your audience biggest fears, deepest loathings, points of anger you know where to pitch too. Misinformation is a modern day industry no longer the practice of the school yard or small social gatherings. No, it is the tool of presidents and global corporations. It has become an art form turned into an industry.
Let’s return to the Observer, a powerful force for truth and right thinking. You see, the Observer sees the reactions, the emotions, the situation and asks of you, “Why?”. The Observer demands that you engage and find that which is credible. It questions the process and demands we take stock, that we assume accountability and understand the consequences. I’m thinking we should all seek to be an Observer and, as such, we would improve our lives from the perspective of integrity. That we would take control of ourselves and no longer travel with the popular trend. We would understand the “Whys?” and live informed lives. Our egos would cease to call the shots.
I’d like to suggest that in the Observer we find our truest self. Some would say our soul, some would say our spirit but Observer works just fine for me. Whatever, when you experience this you realize that what you thought was “you” is not. It’s the vehicle that you inhabit. Your mind is an instrument, and aware of this, do not let it take control. Like fire, it makes a good servant but not such a good master, yet so many live life at this level. The mind has usurped position and many never look beyond this and so never become their true selves. A world of lost potential.
Add to this that when you understand you are the Observer, or you are a soul, and you are not your body, the decay and decline of your body is not the issue it may once have been A little inconvenient at times I agree, but like a car that deteriorates over time and with use, when it ceases to function it’s not really a problem. I’ve planned for that day and so, I take all in my stride. I guess things would seem a little awkward without a quote from your man Paul so here goes:
Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed – in a flash, in the twinkle of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must cloth itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.”1 Corinthians 15:51-55
You see, learning to be the Observer now not only makes the way you behave alter, hopefully, it changes and comforts your view of the future. The fear experienced by so many is gone. Our egos have done a job on us and with this has come fear which the ego uses to hold us in check and prevent us stepping out to look in. Misinformation of the most deceptive kind. Realize this and take that step out. Take a new perspective and remember how you are intended to live. And when the car finally packs up, get out and walk away. Someone will stick it in a hole in the ground, you just get on with living.
So, whatever you’re doing, keep safe.
Yours, no longer worrying about the mechanics,