In these times of instant news there also can be instant mass hysteria.
Some one was lamenting about what's become of our country today.
As if days gone by actually were apple pie in the land of milk and honey.
Pushing sixty I don't remember a time in my life when the country was content and beautiful. The contrasts in the zeitgeist now are as new as those that wrecked the inflexible disillusioned minds of the past.
It didn't happen, it never existed, wtf are you lamenting? For real, go inside, enter the threshold of Chapel Perilous and shake hands with the maker of shadows. The imp in the corner, your fear of all fears. That's the problem.
Now when you're able to make your way through the labyrinth back to the surface of consensual reality, what will be left to whine about.
The change is completely from the bottom up. Don't expect top down solutions or accountability. Create and stay in the love and that makes the world a more magical place.
What can you do about the children at the border, the fires killing sentient beings, the children abused, the pollution released, the rumours of mass energy weapons, rumours of chemicals in the sky, poisons in our food, plastics in our water, evil in man's soul?
What can you directly do in the course of a day, a week, a decade, a life. Have we lived our lives well is what is asked when judgement comes.
Or did we fret about things beyond our control. You want to know how you feel about your life? Picture facing the judgement. Do what you can and don't become distracted or obsessed about the rest.
From chilly foggy Southern Appalachia,
Namaste you'uns 🙏 🌈💖 ✨💫 💞💕 💓
Sunday, January 5, 2020
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