Fragments of a Whole

A new generation emerges today; it is the result of a extensive, perhaps global, melting of, let’s call it “identity”…National, Social, and Gender identities. It is as if we have become fragments of lands that we came from, lands that we’ve passed through and lands that we carry in our names, our genes and our stories. But these are fragments, and if one were to gather all these fragments they would find that they don’t ┬ácome close to constituting any recognizable, identifiable whole. Who are we? This question and the horrific silence that threatens at the end of it is the Reason we don’t regularly dare to make sense of the fragments we carry.

Are we carrying the fragments or are the fragments carrying us…making us? And if we are to venture saying that we are made of the fragments, then we are fragments. We are fragments. We are fragments? Am I not a whole? Do I not come from a whole? Or have I been so shattered, by what forces let me dwell on later, that while I was once whole, now I am not and can never be again.

There are philosophical, theological and scientific premises that may help quell the rising flames from the paragraph above. Let me entertain some of these…

One premise is that we are all shattered fragments of God, a supremely Whole being. As a pieces of a shattered glass mountain all maintain the molecular properties of the original glass whole, though they may be fragments at present, each piece contains the essence of wholeness at a molecular level.

Another premise is a tenet of physics, the law of conservation of energy. No energy in the universe is ever consumed or created. All energy is perpetuated by flowing from one form to the next.

One more premise to weigh in is that each day, each breath, each moment is a new creation. Nothing remains unchanged. Thus what we know to be a unit, a whole or an identity in one instance will inevitably change in all subsequent instances. If we are to fully embrace this concept of eternal and constant change, we will then also embrace the idea that many fragments bunched together can create a new type of whole, a hybrid, perhaps. If one allows for a fusion to occur, then he or she has allowed for creation to take place. This creation, like all creations, is whole and pure of essence.

And thus we are not fragmented and lost, but rather we are unified and new…found, even. Perhaps we are raw, but never disadvantaged.

Let us then be fearless in examining what we’ve become. The one thing that is absolutely true, and I will paraphrase from what I have learned from Deepak Chopra, is that the state of things at a given point in time is always just as it needs to be…each instant and each state of being is one of balanced perfection in the view of the universe. (I don’t take that idea lightly – I know that it entails both pleasure filled states and states of morbid, senseless suffering, simultaneously. However, I have said that we must be fearless in this mental trip that we are taking…it is meant to be a voluntary trip.)

I would like to think about all the different, seemingly fragmented pieces that make us the whole that we are…let us all open and see the pieces we are made of…examine them. How big are the pieces, how small…what part or parts of us do they constitute and how do they interact and affect one another. Do they all fit together? And if they don’t, is there a way, any conceivable way, we could find that they would fit?

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