The Harmony of Discord

This weekend I witnessed a thousand people in a room have a meeting. I was in the room, but hovered above the meeting like a ghost. Watching.

I had things to do, which I did. But mostly I talked to people in the room having the meeting. I talked with them about the meeting they were having. I knew why they were having it and had intimate knowledge of the things they discussed. I sat at a table watching. I stood in the back watching. I was asked my opinion and commented upon it, but mostly I just watched.

I will do that this summer at a meeting where ten thousand people will decide things. They’ll be in a room together, with microphones and channels of communication. And they’ll debate and discuss and talk. And I will watch.

It’s like ancient Greece. The modern day teachers still preserve the traditions of ancient Greece.

I’ve traveled once around the sun since I was here last. A year ago I lost an election, a year ago I was a teacher, a year ago I lived in antoher place. Now, a new profession, a new home, and a new life. New friends, new interests, and a new perspective.

I have to be one of the most blessed people on the planet. But then again, it turns out we are all blessed. We just don’t know we are blessed until we wake up to it.

Thank you, life.

And of course, go Barak.