Double Take
Is anyone else doing a double take when confronted with the fact that February ends this week?
I realize that February is our shortest month. But still.
It’s irritating when I write a check (yes, I know; a reliable indicator that I am, in fact, approaching dinosaur status) or write the date at the head of a journal entry and find that I have to make an elaborate attempt to change my script from ‘J’ to ‘F.’ It never ends well aesthetically. No matter how hard I try, it’s tough to make an ‘F’ that extends below the line and has a loop look normal.
Yeah, wow. I’m relegated to writing about inanities. How time is flying. How cold it is out. I’m trying to think of stuff to write about and my mind keeps swirling back to the headlines.
Good Goddess, I want to scream.
Sometimes Things Need to Be Called Out
There’s a part of me that’s freaking out over what we may witness this week in national and world affairs. I actually felt a vacuous pit in my stomach when I heard tonight who else is going to be in Vietnam at the same time as our president.
I try not to write about controversial topics. But it’s tough sometimes when I realize just how rapidly we are barreling toward some really awful outcomes if we don’t stand up and demand accountability.
I don’t understand how anyone paying attention at all can think that we are not in the midst of extraordinarily dangerous times. Times that could seriously compromise not only our future but also the literal sustainability of our planet.
And I guess, working in close contact with nature and the spirit world, I’m almost of two minds in this regard: I care about the nature spirits, I feel a profound sense of responsibility to care for our environment, to keep it clean, to preserve what we have as much as possible, and to seek new, sustainable resources to meet our needs.
On the other hand, deep down, I know Mother Earth will come out of this just fine. It’s humanity – and probably a vast and substantial number of species of plants, animals, and insects – that won’t.
It seems to me that we have become complacent. We live in a bubble that at once has us living with disaster movies and exceedingly realistic opportunities to have drastic scenarios played out for us in raw color and exquisite detail. Yet at the same time, because we are in this bubble, it is horrifyingly obvious that very few think the threats are real.
We CAN Believe Our Eyes – We’re Fools If We Don’t
It’s as if we’re all so used to watching movies and having things turn out ok in the end that we’re staring slack-jawed at our televisions or laptops or phones, thinking, “This can’t actually be happening. It’s too much like an obvious, poorly directed, made-for-tv movie. No one would be so brazen. No one would hide such obvious insidious intentions in plain view like this. No one would blatantly and repeatedly tell lies over and over and over again – faced with video and audio directly refuting those lies – and be permitted by us to get away with it.
I honestly believe we have been conditioned to pooh-pooh the reality that is unfolding right before our very eyes. And I’m tired of being told that what I see playing out in glaring, obvious detail right in front of my eyes is my imagination.
Our society is becoming zombie-like.
Refuse to Be the Frog
We need to stop telling each other and ourselves that we’re imagining things.
I believe we can drastically change the course of our future – for the better. I am optimistic about the ingenuity and creative genius of the human spirit. But in order to truly tap into those truths and create a reality where we don’t destroy ourselves, each other, and the very world we live in, we must, must, must open our eyes.
See what’s really going on. Stop thinking, “This can’t be happening.” Stop thinking, “Is the water getting hot in here, or am I over-reacting?”
We need to stop bullshitting ourselves and each other. It’s happening. We are ceding control of our future to people who are playing us for fools because they rely on our ‘practicality’ and our ‘level-headedness’ and our refusal to see what we don’t want to see.
I hope I don’t regret saying all of this tomorrow. But I am tired of feeling like my voice needs to stay silent.
We can change this. But we must be real about what we SEE.
(T-1005)