(National Park Service Photo -- Chaco Culture Night Sky M33)
" All the world's a stage," said William Shakespeare.
If Shakespeare is right, it explains why the world is such a mess!
We are all born into a Major Play that the world's actors can't even get together on. The world's actors differ on what the Big Play's meaning is, or should be. They disagree, sometimes violently, on what the next acts should be.
Each of us are also born into our own individual play. We must craft a part for ourselves within the confusing larger drama. At least in a real play at the theatre, we would have all of our lines written for us, and our parts fleshed out. We would know all the acts, the last act, and the theme of the play.Even with all this help, acting in a play in the theatre would be challenging enough for us.
In our real daily lives, we are all making up our own parts as we go along! Many of the acts are not even under our control. They will be dictated by other people, and other forces. And there will be unknown outcomes waiting for us at many turns.
Every day, we must get up and improvise our roles, making up our lines and actions on the stage. And our roles are usually, in some way, on a stage on display before others.
All the other actors we encounter are also improvising their roles. All of us are often acting within several ongoing plays at the same time.
How could we not make mistakes?
How can we not have compassion for ourselves?
How can we not have compassion for all the other actors?
How unbelievable it is that we are all just winging it on this awesome, wonderful and terrible Stage!