A climb out of the trap

I fell into the trap after witnessing the U.S. government’s last two presidents harangue each other Thursday night. I filled a page of my journal with anger and despair over what has become of institutions I once respected, and then I sat down to transcribe it for this space.

Thankfully, I paused and realized I had fallen into the trap, then went back to my journal and wrote “Antidote for darkness” instead. And on further reflection, I think I’ll continue in that frame of mind for awhile if you don’t mind.

I posted  “Antidote for darkness” on Facebook with the introduction, “I laid down a good rant about the state of things, but when it came time to post, I figured the world doesn’t need a good rant as much as some encouragement.” And it’s true.

We can snarl and boil over and launch ourselves at the throat of the one who looks or thinks differently than we do. We can believe with all our hearts that those kinds of people and that kind of thinking are evil and ought to be eradicated from the earth.

Or we can turn down the heat and listen to each other, searching for any sign that we have something in common — even if the only thing we can find is that we’re all humans — and begin to understand that sharing the planet, and being civil or even nice to one another, is a better way of living than sniping and snarling and hurting and killing one another.

I am from the “live and let live” school, the “live as you choose as long as you don’t harm others’ ability to live as they choose” school, the “love your neighbors” school, and yes, the “love your enemies” school, because an enemy is also a neighbor.

That does not mean I will not sometimes shout, “War IS the Crime,” or point to some other outrage that can’t be ignored. But I will try to remember that we are all neighbors.

Antidote for darkness

A darkness has settled over the land. Those appointed or anointed (or however they manage to become) our leaders are sadly lacking, and instead of leading or inspiring, they command us to hate and fear each other for all to see.

There’s no better time than now to love your neighbor.

You hate the haters, and you do not see that your own hate is part of the problem. The solution is to love your neighbor.

But your neighbor hates you?

Love your neighbor anyway.

It all scares you to death? Of course it does. Love is a courageous act at any time, but especially when hate is fashionable. 

Don’t despair; the sun is rising, and hope always thrives in the light.

Love your neighbor.

All the fine choices

I’m having that itchy feeling where I want to do something but I don’t know or can’t decide what.

Write a song – take a walk – clean a space – clear a surface – play a record – conjure magic – eat a dinosaur – pet a dog – play a game – fix something – pack a bag – take a trip?

Paint a fence – plant a seed – trim a tree – write an epic – write a haiku – finish a quest – start a quest – draw a conclusion – make a doll – ride a horse – take a ride – save a buck – save a tree?

Start a revolution – go in peace – drive a bargain – bake a cookie – free a slave – break an egg – make an omelet – eat a peach – dare to fly?

All of the above or something else?

I hope that whatever I decide to do … well …

What do I hope? that I have fun? that it makes a difference? that lives are changed for the better? that I don’t have to clean up the mess? What do I hope? I don’t know my own self after all this time. But who really does?

Here we are in the land of hopes and dreams, so many hopes and so many dreams to choose from.

o o o o o

I paused just then, because Dejah climbed up on the love seat looking for attention, so I had to scratch and rub a golden retriever for a few minutes, looking around this big living room at my blessings. It’s been a good life for the most part, with more to come, Lord willing, if only I could decide what to do with the next hour and a half of it!