'Caught some grief from a falling leaf, as she tumbled down to the dirty ground' - Counting Crows
Walking home through leafy autumnal paths… on the way home from work, by the fields near Ruxley lane, I see horses, bugs, birds, ducks, leaves, spiders, blackberries, bumps on the road.
And I remember that when I did hit problems there, I spoke to people from outside organisations for help and advice. They told me that REALLY it was the same problems in 'normal' organisations. And there is no normal well run organisation anyway. There are always power struggles and constant battles.This annoyed me a great deal as I really wanted someone to acknowledge the severe difficulty of my circumstances and stand with me and offer support.This aside, what occurred to me on my way home is that there is a truth behind the point my 'advisors' were trying to make.
All humans are extremely, extremely, profoundly fragile. Regardless of mental health issues, illnesses or any other difficulty of varying harshness. How we treat each other affects us massively.
And I see this as yet another philosophical reinforcement for belief in God. We are so complex and utterly dependent on something bigger holding us together in this mad world.