Reading Consolation now is both a blessing and a sham. Personal conflicts are so relative to the lessons, and so the close reading is closer still. But is that its purpose, to help one understand the principles and so apply them to one’s own philosophy of life, or better, higher, to take it as it is between Boethius and Philosophy and expand it to humanity.
I feel so greedy and self-serving using this for personal purpose, and yet is that not a hope of Boethius himself? Is he not teaching by the learning in his own experience?
I keep falling off my soapbox in the fight against injustice in the justice system. Black and blue I clamber up again, convinced the principle is worth the fighting for; or so it seems. Maybe this is why I drag myself through Consolation; why I am not racing through to find the answer to contemporary plights. Guilt at using wisdom in such secluded manner. Questioning myself as much as Boethius. Seeking likeness in the weakness of human nature, but seeking truth and reason as well.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology