This is a bit of a mixed post. Some things have happened in reality with people, and some ideas have popped into my head with regards to number.
The situation regarding people is of a sort that by talking about it, one just gets caught up in the minutiae, which tests the patience of any reader; and if the experience was not enough to challenge the realities of those involved in person, how on earth with a retelling of it to others achieve anything but reinforce the partisan nature of the reading?
One situation was brought about through our engagement with a person undergoing a mental breakdown. He has been sectioned, and because none of us know him well since he is visiting the country, there are no deep ties to him. He is a lone individual. He is lost, not only in society, but in his own mind. Our community invited him in, offered him warmth and fellowship, but his aggressive behaviour resulted in fracas in three different groups and so he has been cast out of each. If we were a stronger community, we would find some place for him, for sure, but it is not large or expansive enough for that to happen. What the guy needs is engagement with nature, that would cool him down, get him out of his head. Our extended network of contacts didn't result in that.
Another situation involves a person I have got to know over this year. I acknowledged his genius, and this was the basis of our engagement. His observations on humanity are keen, his attention to detail with wording accurate, and he responds often with an attempt to humour people. He's been writing film scripts, with none made yet. I met him drunk, and he's been drunk for around 6 months, since the day I met him. We met mostly to play GO, but in the process, we talked and slowly I impinged upon his reality to the point where he actually stopped drinking. For a month. But this ended yesterday. The pressures of christmas, the family turmoils that still eat him from within, an inability to engage other people in a social situation, contributed to him tipping over the edge into the barrel of alcohol comforts, affording him a numbness to his acute sensitivity to the human condition. He feels the suffering.
I had my part to play in both cases. In the first, I offered my services, but they were not taken up. I am glad, since my service is to confront, and to confront this chap in his poor condition would be very demanding for him for me and for anyone around. The opportunity was scuppered. In the midst of the cold, both community-wise and nature-wise, I invited him into the house for a cup of tea, not to offer anything in the way of psychological therapy but merely to offer a cup of tea and some minutes of calm. This went against some people's express wishes, and it caused them much distress. I apologise for this, since this was not the intention, clearly. When talking about it after the effect, some people expressed their anger violently, physically and emotionally and because the individual in question was not present, the person associated with them became the best target: I have been asked to leave where I live. In fact, the lack of presence is precisely the problem. Such individuals are not present because they are trapped within themselves. Witnessing one's powerlessness in engaging such a trapped individual, is difficult to bear for any of us. Hence, this is the learning experience for any of us, and a real test of community, for any community.
In the second case, I played again a similarly small part. To avoid his falling into the swill again, I asked him to make use of me by calling me when he was experiencing difficulty. This has been successful a few times, but the other day, it didn't work. He turned up, we played GO but then he sat in our living room thus demanding attention from my flatmates, already overburdened with people of strong internal realities. Although accepted at the time, I have been told that he is not to be invited back to the flat, and not the living room. This is reasonable, in its own way, because the living room is also a work space. It is also reasonable, because I have been living here mostly as a guest. Although I contribute to the rent and have my own space, have my name on the lease, I have been living with the intention of going homeless. Later that evening, this individual spent many hours taking out his frustration on me, being overly critical and prejudiced. I don't mind offering help, but not as a punch bag (it's not good for him:) and I made it clear to him I'm happy to play GO and engage him, but not in any work-like capacity.
I am not good at the political thing, not big P not small p. I know there are lots of complex things people create amoungst themselves which makes things harder for everyone concerned. Families are good examples of this, generally. My father disowning my brother is an example, my brother's response being that he didn't care if he saw his father again ever. I stood in the way of both my father's and my brother's reality. To simply state the counter possibilities, keeping things open, can cause a lot of anger in those who have decided through act of will to be harsh to others. Simply holding the space of possibility, I have found, is a tough place, both in family, as well as socially with 2020worldpeace.
It's been a year now, and the results are not impressive. I have one more year, and I do have to risk trying different things. Like Barny inviting me to a
comedy night. So, perhaps it is wise that I leave where I live; but having suggested it earlier in the year, no situation has yet arisen. I know the path of homelessness is difficult, and in my present state, I do not know if I will be able to suffer it.
How valuable is it to talk about this? To whom does it benefit? I for one am not happy with what happened or my description of it. I wish I was partisan at least on my side! But I know I am at fault. The conditions, once arisen, taint us all.
Christmas is a difficult time for a lot of people. It brings things up. This is the first time I have had christmas without my family or a partner. I am saddened that I find myself in a situation where my ideals have not found a community willing to rise to the challenges that this presents in everyday day-to-day living. The people I have had the honour of living with for a year have certainly committed to bringing about change in the world. And in no small way. I hope their efforts meet with success in the coming year! I doubt if I shall meet such genius and passion and skills in such a confined space again!
As for numbers... I'll leave that for another
post.