Philosophical Fodder
We live in turbulent times … the demands of simply keeping pace with day to day living leave precious little time for anything else.
Augustine of Hippo wrote almost 1,600 years ago … “Oh! … You torrent of human custom, who can stand against you?â€
Perhaps some members of our medical community have recently provided the answer to the dilemma posed by Augustine in 400 AD. The doctors claim that statistics suggest the mortality rate amongst newborn babies is higher for those who do not receive cuddling and affection … “the human touchâ€. Surely this human characteristic is innate and permanent.
True at birth, seems to me it must hold true throughout our lives … as important at age 80 as at birth. The ‘will’ to live seems predicated on the knowing that we are not alone … we are connected … we belong!
Have you ever asked yourself … What is going on? … Where are we (mankind) headed? … What will we do when we get there?
We often hear the expression ‘the evolution of mankind’. The word evolution infers movement, figuratively speaking, from Point A to Point B. We live in the times referred to as Point A … Where is Point B? … What does life look like at Point B? … and … What is this phenomenon of movement? ( or ‘torrent’ as expressed by Augustine)
For the past several years, the notion of evolution as ‘movement’ tickled my mind. Setting aside historical events, Darwinian theory etc , I reflected only on the notion of ‘movement’. The meditations seemed to be encouraged by the frequent observations of flocks of sheep, while traveling through the Middle East, Europe and most recently Spain.
The first occurrence was in 1996 … on top of a mountain in Bosnia Hertzgovina.
While sitting there, I heard the sound of cow bells … seemed strange … why would there be cow bells ringing on top of this mountain? In a few moments a small flock of sheep and their shepherd arrived on top of the mountain.
How exciting! … having been raised in Canada, I had only read or watched on television about shepherds wandering the countryside and mountains with their sheep.
Here at the dawn of the 21st century was an authentic shepherd and his sheep … wow!
Several years later … after seeing many many flocks of sheep wandering around the countryside with their shepherds … I found myself thinking … when the flock of sheep is on the move most of the sheep … almost all of the sheep … can only see the ‘butt’ of the sheep in front of them.
They have no idea where they are going or what the terrain they are passing through looks like.
A few years later it occurred to me … not only can all they see is the ‘butt’ in front of them … worse yet … they have no choice but keep their nose glued to the ‘butt’ of the sheep walking in front of them … they cannot stop … the sheep behind them would trample them …they cannot move forward … or sideways … there are sheep pressing them on all sides … hmmmm
… and seems they are not willing to leave the flock … seems sheep also feel safe and secure through ‘belonging’.
“Oh! … You torrent of human custom, who can stand against you?â€
Are there any parallels with this image and human life?
Global Village … one flock … one direction … one speed … where to??
If so … Who is the shepherd?