there are days and then there are daze

The never ending puzzle that is consciousness will get me every time. There is so much to suppose, deduce, put together and analyze and then when you get somewhere, you are actually nowhere. But yet, I persist. Today it was about expecting coincidences to lead to the next one to be able to say to myself de ja vu. But today, the subtle difference was the connection of a number of other things in the mix. It started with the behavior of one or two people for a presentation. Both people in our great big illusion that is our world, felt so put upon about their lot when actually, they were being handled not only fairly, but beyond helpful, yet they could not, would not see it. The second person going so far as to decide to act, not wanting any help. So she ruined one of her pieces because she would not bend and say, can you assist me with this. Later, I spoke to another person, someone who could not be in the presentation, and the people I just spoke about were upset, finding the person who did not succeed very lucky. The logic was so skewed that I had to have a moment. I had to explain how very bazaar the logic was. But this evening was the ultimate of that whole mishmash of thinking. A conversation with our hairdresser...as always she has some tall very real stories. From her own family and her daily experiences. This time was really a new one. I have never even heard of anything like it. She said that she was awake very early in the morning and looked out of her window because she was hearing something. She looked up to see what it was and saw to her great shock, an airplane flying was below radar. In my country today the news is always bad and violent and scary in the violence. That is all that anyone I know talks about with anxiety and dismay. Here I am, in my country, living in it, part of all of the weirdness of place and space. There are enough challenges to be distracted. I have read all that I can about positive thinking and I have been mindful of how words and actions produce certain outcomes...and perhaps that is all it is. But my mind says, no that is the beginning of the best part because I believe that an answer is afoot. So when my hairdresser talks about a plane and we get into all of the things that we are hearing every single day on the news and making deductions from them...and wondering where we are standing amidst all of this insanity...it becomes a Hmmmmm, moment. too much of this leads to that.Why is weighted, negative content what sticks? It seems. Today the rapid fire of things in the im-material seemed to inform and create the material. So I had to listen and observe what was happening particularly. Now, how could I look at a whole country against a few people I interacted with today? Everything is interconnected and everything is related or relative. The answer is actually so right out there in the open...as old as time. Biblical time that is. In the Garden, so much choice leads to full awareness. Awareness brings pain. The people in the presentation...aware...and pained. Somewhere amidst all that used to work, suddenly nothing is right,nothing works anymore and that is that there is too much illusion, we cannot tell the difference anymore and all that is ever really true is the subtle gossamer currents that show all of us a teeny, tiny way forward. But the current is so damn strong that it is easy to mistake the pull for the pure action. So you as Eckhart Tolle has stated, "You are the person or entity observing the person thinking.