
Living in the Twilight Zone
Today’s word is Fear.
Fear the surge continues
Fear the sea will surrender
Fear the plastics will proliferate
Fear the fire and the droughts
Fear the virus and bacteria
Fear the ignorance of the masses
Fear the power of the status quo
Tomorrow’s word is Hope.
Hope the nets will loosen their grip on the drowning
Hope the glaciers will recover their water
Hope the women claim the high ground
Hope the politicians hear the prayers
Hope the evicted find refuge
Hope the jobless find activity
Hope the hungry find sustenance
Hope the cold find warmth
Hope the lost find home
Hope the deaf find melody
Hope the bereaved find understanding
Hope the injured find justice
Hope the murdered find paradise
Next week’s word is Unknown.
All bets are off. Suspense rules.
Stay tuned as the situation develops
Alexa Abercrombie Ross
Sep 06 · 01:48:27 PM
There is an old joke that if you are not depressed, you are simply not paying attention… and I submit that most of the time people are not paying attention, and that is how we keep finding ourselves here, over and over again.
Be that as it may, every morning the sun shines, the rain falls, and the tide goes in and out, the birds sing, and people help each other, and babies are born, and people fall in love. It is beyond doubt a beautiful world, and one well worth saving. I know that I made a conscious choice to come here, to see that this beautiful place becomes the garden it was meant to be, whether this means the human race lives here, or not. When I bring my attention to the beauty and sacredness of this Earth, and of every star and universe, I feel connected to it all, one grateful drop in an ocean of love. When I focus on human affairs, it is easy to become discouraged and depressed, so as often as I can, I return to my meditation practice and I get outside and feel the beauty. Music helps. Helping others helps too. We are all here together experiencing life, and we have a choice mainly whether we bring love, or fear, hope or despair, to ourselves and to others each day. So don’t feel bad about being depressed — it is a part of being conscious, just like joy. i find the best I can do is remember that the choice of what I put my attention on and my energy in is mine, in every moment.
So, fellow traveler, I hear you, and I send you a little light to start your day, and I thank you for all you have done in 72 years to bless this little planet, because everything counts… Mahalo nui loa — thank you!