Life is just a storm in a teacup
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If we couldn’t make a mountain out of a molehill, life would run out of steam and implode.
When I was born, there was not a lot of fanfare. When George Alexander Louis was born a couple of days ago, The Daily Telegraph devoted 6 front pages to the Royal baby. Then there was all the hype before, during and now, post birth.
I was at a funeral this week and the church was filled to capacity. Literally thousands of adults and school kids lined up to pay tribute to the Principal of their school. The beggar on the street just slips away and our social services foot the bill for the funeral.
We are born and we die as equals. So, why is it that some people are such a big fuss?
When we view life as a story, it all makes sense.
Journalists know the value of a story .And they will ‘make things up’ to grow their stories. Their success hinges on their ability to brew up a decent storm in a teacup. Without their stories, ‘NEWS’ will be as interesting as the SBS weather picture after Le Tour stops broadcasting.
Think of the tiny things drivers do that incites reckless behaviour on our roads. The repercussions of calling someone FAT. Differing opinions on people’s behaviour, .Different tastes with food. How much to spend on that little luxury. Departures from tradition. The colour of a shirt. Or whether you should tell people that you cut yourself shaving.
All things in this world are being magnified for effect. We want it in 3D surround vision and sound. To make something out of nothing allows life the full spectrum of experience.
So, if you feel that an event has grown out of control, remember that it is all just a story. It began as ‘nothing’ and in reality, it is not that important. But you still need to stay on the ride – because the storm in the teacup is needed to reveal the essence of life.