luck ...

Following further fellside philosophy, the subject of luck arises ... how some folks appear "born lucky", others not so ... whether our attitude affects these ostensibly random outcomes ... whether our perspective simply stories them differently ...

Leading to an exploration of the word itself and how useful in scrabble ... how many consonants adhere to the stem of uck, not itself a word in the English language, apart from a covert smuggling of its censored friend into conversation ... buck, duck, huck, muck, puck, ruck, suck, tuck, yuck ...

Life resumes its flow as house buying proceeds, along with minibus driving, reading, writing, musing ... Retreat House, having itself retreated, is left to mature whilst energy rearranges around the vision ... meanwhile information arrives indicating a holographic universe as frame for otherwise unrelated phenomena ... if a frame is possible in an ever moving reality ... Gregg Braden proposes holographic consciousness in a computer metaphor, where feelings and emotions are the software programme, consciousness the operating system and reality the central processing unit, screen, printer ... while the Dalai Lama reports on conversations with scientists, who suggest mood is generated chemically and struggling to accept that maybe it's the other way round ... maybe both, but denying the possibility that mind is the driver is hardly scientific ... perhaps the current orthodoxy is unduly influenced by the purveyors of pharmaceuticals ...

In other conspiracies, the last day of August was widely commemorated as the 20th anniversary of the murder of the Queen who never was, the lovely Diana ... maybe in a parallel universe ... and in another the idea of royalty in a mature democracy dissolves ... as far as history goes, this was a tale of power, emotionally absent princes, racism and cynical, sinister shenanigans to preserve the Anglo-Saxon (maybe just Saxon) purity of the bloodline ... herstory tells it different, as the wronged and vulnerable princess, hooked on love and blind to consequences ... anyway the drama goes on and one day maybe a rounded version, ourstory, will be told ...

Stories, it seems, are a major theme in collective consciousness, and wallowing in them via newspapers, television and the daily discourse which so often echos them ... the removal of these sources of stories no longer serving soul needs seems prerequisite to receiving and transmitting new and more wholesome tales ... engaging with concerned friends sometimes attracts criticism for ignoring the daily dramas and declining to have an opinion ... for this fragment of the whole consciousness right now, the new stories of compassion, added to millions of others around the world(s), eventually, immediately, create a more convivial reality ... in a holographic universe(s) it can be no other ... with luck ...