As can be seen from my walk today, the universe couldn’t give two hoots that our terror threat level has been raised to critical. Not that this raise in concern is without justification.
Summer is finally here and there is an understandably low mood after the Manchester bombing. Not that the sun cares. From natures perspective it’s a glorious day, completely conflicting with the moods of most people this morning. I choose to highlight this with an aim to change the myth that the universe cares about us. Depressing? I don’t believe so. The less we feel we are prioritised by the universe, we may start to value ourselves a little more.
As I yanked open the door last night as I have everyday for the past four years, I almost pulled my shoulder out. It didn’t open. The door leading to the back office at work is usually unlocked as I have already input a code to get there. This time I needed to put a second code in to get to the office. With the UK’s terror threat being raised to ‘Critical’, the company I work for had strict measures in place to ensure we adhered to this. It’s fascinating how fast the measures are in place, it must have been an hour after the announcement last night. 21st century communication is amazing, we receive such updates instantaneously, something that would have taken months or even years to pass on between communities centuries ago and on such a large scale.
I noticed more of a police presence yesterday and the sound of a police helicopter flying overhead for a period of time. Whether or not this is another measure or a separate incident, I do not know. Waking up the next morning, I feel two forces at work. One of beautiful nature, treating me to glorious sunshine and a very relaxed state of mind. The other, a conscious threat of human depravity, a constant reminder that another attack may be imminent.
What a weird conflict of feelings in such a strange world.