For the past few weeks, I have been thinking about and exploring the concept of wholeness. Recently I have become aware just how splintered our lives are: job and family and sacred and secular and rational and emotional and conscious and subconscious and love and passion and obligation and responsibility and pain and pleasure and rest and relaxation. We categorise and compartmentalise and label and organise our entire lives, it seems, in order to fit it all in and make it work, but how many of us feel whole?
When I look back at the basic concepts presented at the beginning of time as we know it, the goal was to be whole, to be one, to be in unity- with God first and then with each other. The first splintering took place when the we as humans decided that wholeness was inferior to personal advancement, and we started descending the slippery slope of comparison and competition instead of ascending towards the lofty goals of unison and harmony. Understandable, because unity requires sacrifice and laying down of your life for others.
Pursing wholeness is not for the faint of heart. It will sometimes feel like death. It will require everything you have inside of you. You must be 100% present in whatever you are doing at this moment in your life, in whatever situation you are in, with whatever people you have chosen to surround yourself with. It will cause you the greatest agony as you choose where to commit yourself and the greatest joy when you give yourself wholly.
I don't quite know how to do this life of wholeness, but today, right now, I am here writing about something important that is worth my time and effort. 100% of it.
This is an orange on my kitchen table.