Roxanne Tellier – Looking Through A Glass Onion

See how the other half lives. It’s good to go away, and it’s lovely to come back. I have a new respect for where and how I live, as well as a new outlook on the miracle of flight. I’m not saying I lost my fear of flying, I’m just saying my fear and I have come to a better understanding.

Travel, that great broadener of minds and waist bands, truly does part the curtain and reveal how people in other places conduct their days. Having just spent 10 days away from my own little world, I can report that my travels have opened my eyes. Well, at least a smidge. After all, I was still in Canada, and spent most of my time within a ten mile radius.

For instance – did you know that many people spend hardly any time thinking about politics? Unthinkable! But it’s true. There are many who spend their days going to school or work, playing sports, and relaxing! In that world, I am an anomaly, the small figure in the corner, bent over a computer, endlessly reading and writing. In that world, it is I who does not live in ‘reality.’

My daughter’s gentleman’s farm is a beautiful place, with a small garden, and space for two barn kittens, chickens, turkeys, and a goat, all of whom are guarded by a Great Pyrenees.

This, by the way, is Vincent van Goat. He eats everything you will not. He is a quiet and reserved fellow, who likes being scratched on the forehead, long walks in his paddock, and a good vintage of hay.

My daughter is a busy lady, constantly on the go. The realities of the farm, house, work and kids means that she doesn’t have a lot of time or patience for arguing intangibles. At my stage of life, I can, and do.

It’s important to occasionally turn your eyes away from your computer, remove your butt from your chair, and get out and mingle, especially with family and friends. After a couple of decades of doing things your way, finding out how others do and say and feel about things brings perspective. It can be uncomfortable to change your habits, even for a short time, but change we must, if we want to experience more than our own sliver of the world.

We all live in our own, cozy, little bubbles, crafted from our needs and desires. After a while, we start to believe that what we tell ourselves, and what those in complementary bubbles think and say, is the whole story.

It is not.

There are many sides to every issue, and few who have the ability to not only know at least a little about all of those sides, while simultaneously giving the same amount of weight to each of them.

And yet .. and yet … there are many armchair intellectuals who would love to pick a side and debate the subject until it is beaten into a mangled pulp. Little wonder that so many decide that facing a lion while navigating a tightrope wire is safer than dipping a toe into politics.

Maybe it’s the ubiquity of social media, and the freedom to blow off our mental steam as fast as our fingers can type, that has turned so many of us into an army of political  knee jerkers. Or maybe it’s the relentless onslaught of a 24 hour news cycle, always searching for newer and louder headlines. Either way, anyone who owns a computer or a TV set lives with the prospect of being bombarded with comments and opinions that push agendas, blindly, and without much information, choosing a side, and prepared to challenge any dissenters to a duel to the death.

My mother used to say that polite people didn’t discuss religion or politics in public, but we now live in a time when there seems to be no subject too controversial to air, or too petty to debate.

For those who are involved in the reality of making a living, raising children, and trying to get by week by week, the manipulation of information, fear of nuclear annihilation, and dealing with climate instability all begin to clump into one great big mess they call ‘politics.’

The greatest division of all may be between those who have the leisure to study and comprehend current events, and those who have neither the time, the luxury, nor the inclination to spend on that pursuit.

But that division should not be a reason to silence one voice, or to raise another. All voices have their time and their place.

For ten days, I stepped outside of my reality and into another. I was a city mouse in the country, out of my element and into another’s. One voice quieted, and another roared. And both voices were beautiful.

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Roxanne’s column appears here every week

Contact us at dbawis@rogers.com

dbawis-button7Roxanne Tellier has been singing since she was 10 months old … no, really. Not like she’s telling anyone else how to live their lives, because she’s not judgmental, and most 10 month olds need a little more time to figure out how to hold a microphone. She has also been a vocalist with many acts, including Tangents, Lady, Performer, Mambo Jimi, and Delta Tango. In 2013 she co-hosted Bob Segarini’s podcast, The Bobcast, and, along with Bobert, will continue to seek out and destroy the people who cancelled ‘Bunheads’. 

One Response to “Roxanne Tellier – Looking Through A Glass Onion”

  1. Peter Montreuil Says:

    Another great job, Roxanne!

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