Work in Progress
Please be patient
The circumference of the circle of life: gone wrong.
14.06.2016 Shadow Tales & Echo’d Fears
By the following Tuesday I’d gathered myself enough to pack and begin planning the next part of my journey. I wasn’t quite ‘gathered’ enough to have a bath whilst alone in the house. After our greetings I asked the cleaner if she would mind if I bath whilst she is there… and proceeded to tell her the story…
Shadow Tales of: Privilege & Pauper
Her Response to my trembling tale:
‘Shew, you were lucky…’ shaking her head, looking down with a deep, heavy sigh.
‘My friend in the location, ‘
she went on ‘two doors down, on Friday night too, just after dark, in came 3 men. They took her television, wallet with all her money, id, cards, tablet, phone. She is left with nothing. Then they stabbed her to be sure she knows her place’.
Timbeka held her breath, let out a little sigh then a tear sprang in both our eyes as we recognised that we are all the same. Experiencing the same. Regardless of ‘stature’. I have nothing, now I have less. How do I begin again?
The distress, sadness and fears surrounding us held me for a long time after.
The burglars broke the padlock to the shed in which she lives. No more than a garden shed big enough for a single bed. No other protection. No alarm company or police presence, drive-byes and Whatsapp community surrounding her. Alone in a very crowded, very scary world.
With a small padlock on a thin, flimsy door: all that stands between 3 desperate men and a defenseless woman.
Once that padlock is taken, along with all her money, phone and injured… how does she buy another lock?, phone her boss?, get to the hospital for treatment?
Too terrified to leave, too traumatised to stay.
Disparities & Similarities
The startling disparities & similarities between our situations struck me hard in the gut. Simultaneously the feeling of bonding in fear with a complete stranger I’ve never met was overwhelmingly powerful.
Then the frustration and anger at a system, that is malfunctioning on an epic scale, began to take hold. My commitment to those men, walking forever and never getting anywhere, just a few days before was mushrooming into a manic-state learning curve on an equally epic scale as the malfunctioning became my focal point.
Fix the F’ups.
Or… Right the Wrongs.
Echo’d Fears :: Distant Sisters
Tubecka and I discussed the situation of fear. No matter where you live or what your situation as a woman or child you are in constant fear of someone taking from you without your permission.
‘There Has to be a Solution to this,….’ I insisted to her. ‘We, as ‘the people on the ground’, must stand together, hold hands and work together to make things right.’ I stole another 5 mins of her cleaning time to tell her the story of the men I’d met on Saturday. When I finished, she smiled a deep, tender smile. Reaching out for my hand with both of hers, she bent her head slightly, thanked and blessed me: said ‘you are an angel if you can help us all’. That was all I needed to give me the courage to breathe deeper, see clearer and focus on the goals of Righting the Wrongs.
Every tale I tell on Predictive Ideology is a part of the reason why I am doing this crazy thing. What’s driving me to continue to proceed on this completely absurd purpose led, whacky journey.
Every person I have met has had a profound effect on my perspective of reality.
I am an empath. I feel your intent often before you know it.
The Following are stories yet to be written: jotting down as I head down memory lane… I hope you’ll join me for more…
Woken: Insistently: 11.07.2016
Partnerships / Staff: Girls: x 2 Inspired. General Worker: x 1 Healed :: told them to remember me and pass on what they learned:
Predictive Ideology Born: 16.08.1016
The point of the Triangle: Visions; Mind Match; Numbers Fail Me; Failing to Please; Too Little: Need a Giant; Tossed Again.
Hout Bay: Weird things happen: alcoholics; Giant Rescue: ….. ;
Back to the beach I love but not for long.
January 2017: Lemon Tree Luxury to other extreme: Privilege & Pauper