Our Government Is What We Used to Call a Pot-Stirrer – Fight Back With Joy, Hope, Brains

Saw this New York Times article

on November 15, 2014 and wrote the following:

Face it. Our government is all in our s*** . Not that I am surprised. To be clear, I had already read from other sources that our government infiltrates peaceful law-abiding groups that it decides are potentially “troublesome” and FACILITATES THE TROUBLE by gaining trust and then instigating more extreme behavior. This hastens the demise of the group. Fits perfectly with what I have observed over the decades.

But wow anyway. This article assumes that and goes WAY FURTHER. Itreally hurts to see it right there in the New York Times. It’s a good hurt though – because it pushed me to a realization of sorts.

Look, few are going to take action to stop this. Since this is the case, articles like this in the corporate media intend to sow seeds of distrust between US, a fear of the covert part of our government and of being misunderstood and subsequently targeted by it. This affects how free we feel to question or disagree with current policies (uh, not very).

This issue spans the political spectrum, from right-to-lifers to pro-choicers, from climate changers and climate deniers, veterans and current reservists, nutrition or medical establishment reformers, those with geo-engineering concerns, just about anyone with a beef with the status quo!

So: I am going to launch an all-out personal empowerment and positive campaign and encourage others to do the same.

To me, this does not mean only happy news, folks. I believe that focusing only on happy goings-on is flat-out abandoning my brothers and sisters. I just won’t do it. That makes me too sad! So I guess that makes me some kind of activist. I don’t think of it that way at all though. Maybe someone else has a better word for when you refuse to ignore injustice in order to reduce the anxiety of the “sunshine and daisy police”.

What I will do, though, is reaffirm that the focus of my life is to remain joyful that I am still able to take action and support others, remain hopeful NO MATTER WHAT and never give up. I am so happy and appreciative for so many aspects of this world and those who inhabit it with me.

I believe there is still mystery, and still solutions to be found. As Einstein said, “”No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it.” So we continue to remain open to getting smarter in the deepest sense and to the unknown both within and without.

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Folks that know me are probably sick of hearing my two fave sayings, one of which is: Normal is someone you don’t know well enough yet.

I am having a hard time right now. Sometimes, people have hard times. I’d be having a hard time regardless of the holidays. I’ll get over it. I’ll figure it out.

After reading my niece Lori’s post today, I am moved to share my evil perspective. Year round, we are pressured into at least halfheartedly attempting to emulate the contentment and satisfaction portrayed in the ridiculous phony TV world. The backdrop to the happy existence we are promised, if only we can make our lives normal enough – is consumption.

In the holiday season, this all works up to a feverish orgasm. In the quaint, but expensive TV holiday world, no one has to work TOO hard to make it happen.

There are folks only too happy to spend time preparing wonderful food, spending money they have put aside all year for just this special purpose, and showing the spirit of the baby Jesus by putting up with cranky mean Uncle Tom or lonely worried Aunt Mary. No one turned away, no one left out, and every child eye gleaming with the sparkle of that special wish fulfilled.

People start revving themselves up to have this mindset just before Thanksgiving – or at least to pretend they have it. It’s part of being a good citizen.

Swimming in this bizarre and emotional and soup, each and  every one of us MUST compare our individual quirky existences to this imaginary phantom ideal – even as, intellectually, we know it is ridiculous.

Fact is, all the same stuff is going on that goes on the rest of the year – but there is more to do, and everyone is completely out of the calming influence of the routine.

This is it, right now: the tip of the spear – for the next week or so. How do each one of us measure up?

Well, the holidays were a bad time for me growing up – profoundly bad – nothing but fearsome trouble with a capital T, family fights, big drama and heightened deprivation. So now, without a small child to take pity on, and make magic for, I am no big fan of any of this but the days off. It’s really not in any part of my history. You can say it: Bah, humbug. But I don’t really believe it. My eyes are clear. I can do good things for others year round. And I try to do so. This week is: a week.

And what if, during this week, we just happen to have genuine conflict or sadness – the kind that is only heightened by contrast with this ideal being shoved into our eyeballs and ears except during sleep – how well can we pull ourselves together to avoid calling attention to this inappropriate and embarrassing situation? We wouldn’t want to be ‘one of those’ who can’t get into the spirit! Chin up! Keep that twinkle going!

Life is life. It is beautiful it is awful, it is magic, it is sad, it is joyous, it is surprising, it is perplexing, it is infuriating, it is educational, it is rewarding, it is sometimes hard to bear, and sometimes too good to be true – year round. Each one of us is unique and in the midst of writing our own never-before-told story, if we allow space for that to be. It does not have to be written for us. Our calendar is our own. Love and peace to all, each and every moment of every day…especially to those who are sad for any reason. You have my heartfelt prayers for your strength, forbearance and progress.