Can You Break That Down?

Deconstruction.

I think overall I prefer to construct things. That’s a slight preference to be fair, because there’s something about deconstruction that I find to be a really useful part of life.

Apparently I have a way of speaking that my wife doesn’t always understand. So I will give my spiel and afterwards she will offer the look that says she logged off half way through the spiel. She will then considerately request me to break it down for her so she can get it.

That process often encourages me to deconstruct the thought. Looking at what it is that I am saying, why I am saying and what it could be instead to make it even clearer. I cannot afford to repeat exactly what I said to her even if I say it slowly. There has to be an alternative way of putting it across that can not just keep her awake, but also see her gain a degree of comprehension to what I am communicating.

This is useful in conversation, it is also very helpful at times looking at life. it’s good to have a look at things again and see if you can break it down to understand not just what you are are doing but why you are doing it the way you’re doing it. Not only that but to also reflect to see if there are different ways of doing things. In fact what often pops up in deconstructing things is that  it can arrest your movement as a whole.

You realise that all the things that you were acting on and all those functions were not helping you reach your destination at all. You had made all those activities and it was leading you away from things, but because you invested so much in their construction you felt the need to maintain it and felt comfort in doing that which you knew. It comes then as a refreshing experience to take the time out to deconstruct and see if it’s worth reconstructing at all.

Or perhaps it’s worth noting that it’s not reforming that you’re looking for. Maybe it’s worth getting involved in constructing something different.

All of that happens when from time to time we stop and consider – can we break that down?

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For His Name’s Sake

Shalom

C. L. J. Dryden