The s p a c e in which we live and move and have our being
By Leighton Jay © 2015
Our world, our universe – is mostly vast open space
Space for dreaming
Space for dreams
Space for moving through
Space for being in
Space in which to breathe freely.
Yet in our lives we fill in the space –
We close it up as if capturing it.
But in doing so, we lose it.
We build bigger houses – houses with more space inside
We measure the space –
“how many metres is your house?”
But the space outside is smaller
And soon enough we clutter the space inside with things.
We build cupboards in which to hide the things
Cupboards that keep out the light
That capture and allocate the space
We hear ourselves saying
“It would be nice to have more space to move around in”
“Wouldn’t it be great if we had a space in which we could relax.”
We don’t notice the space
It’s not on the list of valued items in our world.
Perhaps its overabundance blinds us to its possibilities and value.
We only notice it when it gets squeezed, when we feel cramped and contained by the closeting claustrophobia of the lack of space
And we go on filling up the space near us with so much industrial offal that we can no longer see through the space
and we can no longer breathe comfortably in the space that we are co-creating.