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Antidote

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July 21, 2019 at 8:00 am

Prevail

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persevering
epidemic
illness
becoming
pandemic
bullying
racism
greedy
misogyny
immature
narcissist
sad
Russia
bots
manipulating
fear
reality
gender
fluidity
religious
pomposity
exclusivity
origin stories
many
fighting
viciously
same
difference
borders
wars
hunger
vengeance
terror
evil
weapons
children
schools
faces
books
hapless
impotent
politicians
money
media
hype
glaciers
melting
permafrost
methane
CO2
now mercury
too
flooding
hurricanes
typhoons
heat
fires
species
extinction
death
grief
unending
forest
bathing
breathing
deep
slowly
coping
hoping
humans
love
somehow
endures
caring
sharing
lifting
hands
planting
plants
feeding
trees
diversity
equanimity
heartfelt
wholeness
common
sense
truth
leadership
creativity
potential
belief
optimal
health
discovery
helping
each
soul
persevere
and ultimately
prevail

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February 17, 2018 at 10:53 am

Keeping Calm

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I’m trying to keep calm and carry on. In the past, my prescription for maintaining a positive outlook about the world included turning off the broadcast news. I would, instead, get news from sources which allowed a choice over the content. I could pick what I allowed to infiltrate my thoughts. That involved scanning headlines of online publications or perusing the local paper at the day-job.gnews

It’s not working so well for me anymore.

There are less and less headlines that don’t have something to do with a certain kleptocracy in process.

Now I am struggling with the option of isolating myself completely from the news of the day and focusing on whatever positive happenings I can cultivate from my immediate surroundings.

I can choose to associate with healthy people. I can commune with people who aren’t phobic about things they misunderstand, or are uninformed about.

But something is eating at me about a potential risk in that choice.

Should I turn my back on what is really happening in the world?

Looking back at some horrific outcomes that have played out in history has me wondering how I could live with myself if I chose to turn a blind eye in the way many others did at times when hate and fear became the rule of law.

Today, I’m sending love to those who are poor, suffering, oppressed, at risk, and afraid, even though I’m choosing to not read the latest headlines about their present predicaments.

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January 29, 2017 at 10:45 am

Don’t Fear

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I watched a movie last night that scared me, contributing to some unsettling dreams. It depicted one possible scenario for rural life after the power grid collapses. It’s not the kind of thing I’m inclined to focus on, but it could happen.

In the middle of the night, awakened by a startling dream, my thoughts began to wander to another thing that could happen. Our worst fears could be realized.

It starts with outrageously unlikely things that seem as though they could never happen. Then they do happen and the world somehow accepts it, allowing it to become a new normal. The first example that comes to mind for me is, “Ed TV.”

When that movie showed up in 1999, I thought it was too bizarre to be believable. A camera crew follows a person everywhere? Yeah, right. It made no sense to me. Then the reality television genre experienced an explosion of global popularity. It happened. Outrageous became the norm.

In 1998, I watched the unlikely gubernatorial election upset in my home state of Minnesota when former actor and professional wrestler Jesse Ventura surprisingly beat the two major-party candidates. Most people figured it was too outrageous to happen, but then it did.

With the bizarre outcome of the 2016 U.S. Presidential election, the outrageous has happened again. One fear many people have is that discrimination and bullying will be allowed to fester as (a not so new) normal.

I was wondering why safety, happiness, peace, and love don’t end up being the norm that naturally blossoms. It’s not where people automatically go without energy to make it so. It’s not hard to do, but it takes intentional effort to avoid succumbing to the lowest common denominator.

Let’s not allow worst fears to be realized. Put effort into loving everyone. Do not go silently into normalizing discrimination. Sow intentional peace and love in all your endeavors. Fear not.

Every time we manifest loving-kindness we increase the total amount of love in the world. The bounds of love we can produce is limitless. Our souls are able to love even in the hardest of times. But we have to put forth effort to make it happen.

Love is more powerful than fear when we allow it to be so.

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November 20, 2016 at 11:20 am

Recovering Slowly

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It’s a process. I’m still sad about the embarrassing outcome of our election, but some of the shock and traumatic stress is wearing off. The commodity of a good night’s sleep, which I hold dear, is possible again after several disturbing bouts of disruption. It is a mental illness I know all too well that leaves me wide awake at oh-dark-thirty with unhelpful thoughts running rampant.

I know depression. The events that played out to even allow the President-elect to be a choice in the end was depressing enough, but for the voting results to prove there are that many people in this country who would accept his rhetoric as deserving nearly sent me back to my darkest place.

How can I live with that? I live among them. How do I deal with this disturbing reality?

Love.

It’s all I can do. I know how I recovered from my life of depression. I will work my program. I will send love in every direction. I will strive to love the men and women who believe things with which I disagree. I will find a way to send love to people who find solace in hate and fear. I have fears, too, but we don’t fear the same things and we don’t respond to our fears in the same way.

Nothing is as exclusive and extreme as our minds are inclined to perceive. There is “both” where we see “one or the other.” We tend to be more similar to those with whom we disagree than we want to admit, especially in times of conflict.

People are inclined to inflate a point in order to make it. It’s too bad humans haven’t instead worked to develop a keener sense of detecting a point so there would be no need for the inflation.

dscn5467eSpend a little more time around horses and you can witness the art of keen perception. You can also come to discover the incredible power and reach of a heart-field.

Our horses help me to send love everyday. They are tapped in. We put the soccer ball out for them yesterday because the weather was nice and they were showing signs of being in a playful mood. Legacy spent the most time testing out the odd obstacle while the mares focused on their grazing, well placed in comfortable proximity to him.

Hunter expectantly waited for a turn.

They eventually moved over the hill and left the ball alone for a while. When we came back after lunch, the ball was all the way down the slope up against the fence, so someone had been playing with it again.

I’m following their example and letting my perceived obstacle be ignored for a while. When I reclaim my heart center and bolster my love beams, I can approach the situation again to see what happens when I show up.

I am not any less of a person as a result of what happens around me, unless I choose to react poorly.

After some faltering, I’m choosing love.

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Written by johnwhays

November 12, 2016 at 9:47 am

How

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that light
is too bright
especially at this time of night
I can feel my eyes
putting up a fight
with hopes of saving
some small shred of sight
despite the unwelcome fright
of seeing what just might
transpire
I cannot understand
how so many people
would knowingly raise their hand
in support of one particular man
who has demonstrated time and again
so many traits unpleasant
while he repeatedly fanned
flames of hate, fear, and banned
good sense or even
complete sentences of real plans
just a catch phrase or two
bullying braggadocio
rising on the worst
his cultivations rehearsed
to prey on some rabid thirst
void of real love and honesty
what remains is some kind of curse
how?

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Written by johnwhays

November 9, 2016 at 6:00 am