Turn Your Back on the Systems That Want You to Hate.
True humans need no governance. A true human is a person who is well-blended with Soul. A true human is empathetic, compassionate, and filled to the brim with aliveness and wildness.
A true human is a being that un-diminishes itself by drinking from the holy grail inside.
A person like this cannot harm you, because (s)he knows the secret that is no secret at all: (s)he and you are entangled on a quantum level, and no harm can take place the world over that does not add weight upon the shoulders of the All One, the One Song.
It isn’t true that nobody cares. It isn’t true that the one suffering differently or suffering less doesn’t desire peace, grace, mercy, love for all who ache and wail under the moonlight.
There are many opposing truths in all collective divisive debates. What appears accurate from one perspective, appears utterly false from another. That is the game, you see. That is the illusion. And there is a group of people on this planet whose sole job is to confuse the fuck out of us, so that we think we are each other’s enemy, but we aren’t.
When you come from the recognition that no single scandal, matter, atrocity of any nature is random, that it all is a matter of sickness rising to the surface, then only those who carry the medicine of soul can pour out the cleansing waters of healing and peace. But every single person can stretch (him/her)self out into the world a little bit, and do something — anything — to alleviate suffering right where they are.
We cannot address the deep collective sickness without addressing our own. We cannot apply surface solutions to deeply embedded collective traumas and claim it is enough. We cannot change the oppressive structures of the current regimes without stripping it down to its bones, and rebuilding its body into a glorious reflection of what we all really want: peace, unity, grace, mercy, humanitarianism and abundance for all.
We must bear compassionate witness to the wailing of others without imposing our arguments upon them.
We must be honest about our own guilt, our own fear, and be safe in that acknowledgement.
We must honor the rage and the sorrow of our brothers and sisters. And our own.
We must stop believing that drawing a line between us makes us different, makes us separate. We are so much more alike than we are different. We can turn our heads away, but it harms us to the core.
It is time to turn the page on the old world. The circus is no longer entertaining. The thousand ways to die no longer holds us mesmerized. No matter how deep a person’s denial, there is a call that has been issued to us all, to return home. Dinner is ready.
Turn your back on the systems that want you to hate.
Turn your eye to the sun, who loves everything upon which it shines.
Remember why you have come to live.
Do the work that is yours to do.
Address the violence that lives inside you.
Whenever, wherever you can alleviate suffering, do so.
Remember this: it wasn’t your child, your lover, you… but it could have just as easily been so.