It’s the end of the world as we know it
…and I feel fine! ~ R.E.M lyrics
My kids came home from school yesterday, bursting with all the gossip they’d heard about The End of the World. Luckily, because of what I’ve learned on my coaching journey, I’m no longer daunted by conversations about particle physics and quantum physics, about energy and focus, manifestation and momentum. I love discussing the details of how we create our own lives, our own worlds.
So, we chatted about black holes and the Big Bang experiment currently taking place in a circular chamber deep under the Alps in Switzerland. My daughter, a teenager, couldn’t believe that some of her classmates had cried when they heard that one of the undesirable side effects of this particle collision experiment might be that we’d all turn into goo or simply disappear. Her approach? I’ve had a good life, if we’ve got to go, we’ve got to go. Nothing we can do about it. Our life has been a roller coaster ride recently, partly caused by our daughter’s emotional ups and downs and what we call her ‘horrormoans’. I was stunned that she’d decided not to make a drama of it and that she considered her life so far to have been “good”.
My son, on the other hand, looked at me for reassurance, his huge grey eyes overcast with the threat of tears. I asked him if he’d like to be with me when they flicked the switch and he hugged me and smiled a nod.
I remember looking at the night sky as a child, then crying myself to sleep thinking about where the universe ended and what was beyond it. Years later, I smiled when one of the kids first asked me who God’s mum and dad were. I’ve never lost the wonder and the curiosity I had as a child, although in this case, I admit to having very little curiosity about how creation got created. Maybe it’s a throwback to those days when some unanswerable curious questions just made my head hurt and my anxious heart worry.
I’m not being flippant here, but the total and instant end of the world doesn’t worry me; being separated from my loved ones does. So does watching a beautiful planet die a slow and painful death because a species who ought to know better not only destroys its home, but its fellow Earth-dwellers.
As I sat with the kids at 8:29 this morning, waiting for some scientists in Switzerland to switch on an experiment that really began decades ago, I didn’t think it would do any harm to suggest we quickly say a silent sorry for everything hurtful we’d ever done and a big thank you for everything. Without prompting, they both turned and said “I love you.”
The moment came, it went and as they headed off for school, I realised we create our own universes, our own new worlds every day, without the need for billion dollar experiments. Love a lot, serve others, say sorry, say thank you and every moment that ever was until now disappears down your very own black hole. We create a new world with every thought, every breath, every loving gesture and every decision to do something differently, something better.
If those scientists had asked me, I could have told them for free that there’s already a black hole in our house, caused by me hurtling around in circles at the speed of light and colliding, hormone-ridden, with one or other of my kids’ crises. Full of Dark Matter, our very own black hole swirls ominously in the vicinity of the kids’ bedrooms, the place where stuff, sanity and socks strangely disappear…My husband would probably tell you there’s been a black hole in his wallet since the kids were born!
As this Swiss experiment is due to go through various phases until October, here are some questions to exploit its media presence or maybe even turn some energy shifts into Big Bangs!
- If you could create a black hole in your home, what would you dump in it?
- If you could create a black hole in your life , what would you dump in it?
- If you could live five parallel lives, all as yourself, who would you be in each? (For example, in one life, I’d be performing all over the world and making albums as a singer songwriter; in another I’d be writing my latest novel with my lace curtains blowing in a sea breeze…)
- What causes the highest levels of creativity in your life, in your home?
- How would you like to spend your last few weeks in this known universe?
- What, if anything, would be on your “I wish I’d done that!” list?
- What song would you have playing as the soundtrack to your life?
- What would be the last things you’d want to smell, see, taste and touch?
- What would you say to your loved ones that could really, should really be said NOW….?