So i've been thinking, I need to start blogging. I like writing. I like pondering, analyzing, feeling, doing, and being. And I think I agree with the article in the chronicle, that it's okay now. It's changing. We can all open up. I intend to write about everything i want to write about. Everything I can think of, photograph, experience, and teach to others (if possible).
so about the downward spiral. it's that can't escape circle of doom and gloom that gets gloomier because of our impending doom, and gets scarier because we can't seem to spiral ourselves out of it. Where does it begin? Does it end? Do we ever find resolution? Is it resolution that we need, or is that we just need to STOP. and walk away for a minute, and have ourselves breathe a deep deep breath. I've been analyzing the state of the world, and my day to day relationships and affairs, and have come to a interesting observation. Negativity begets more negativity. Blame begets hate. Hate begets more of the same. It's an imaginary line we are crossing into the never never land of never finding peacefulness. Compassion. or Love. It is now destruction. Not creation.
Why is it that we can't seem to stop the process once it's begun. We eventually stop but after we're so tired, exhausted, and wordless that we have to stop. So broke, beyond our means, going out of our minds, that we have to change. We are trying to meet everyone's needs, but in the end no one's needs are getting met, because no one trusts anyone anymore. No one wants to really listen. We don't want to admit we're wrong. and We don't want to forgive. We want to follow the spiral. We think it will bring us to something that we want. but really you and I only end up going down down down.
The negativity around us is SO powerful that it took a tremendously short amount of time for people to go from feeling safe and optimistic to fearful, vengeful, and depressed. People are losing their jobs, possessions and homes, and it's becoming like an avalanche that just can't stop. Can't we see already what it's doing to us. It is the devil standing right in front of our eyes even though we want to say he is invisible. It must stop.
STOP STOP STOP i say to myself and all the people around me, in the world, down the street, and in countries I will never visit, and people I will never know. . .
Stop feeding negativity. Stop feeding ego drives. Stop feeding emotional impulse. Stop feeding fear, and mania. All it will ever get you is down. Not up.
I mean doesn't it make so much sense. Negative - down. Positive + up. Now take that and apply it to the nth level, and you get what I get. The LAST thing we would want to do is let ourselves choose into negativity or conflict. I know, I know, easier said than done.
So we do that, how do we deal with all the people that have messed up. and seriously messed up. They need help, and discipline and love. I was given that at a time in my life where I had screwed up, and needed help. And I thrive. If they had given me help, but discipline and hate, then down I go. They give me disipline and love, but no help, down i go. They give me help, and love, but no discipline, and down again I go.
Pessimistic - down.
Optimistic + up
My weekly horoscope was right on the money this week.
Healthy obsessions. not exhusting crazes or dramatic compulsions.
(Look up Rob Brezsny for Taurus horoscope this week if you'd like to read the whole thing)
Is what you're doing right now, is it a healthy obsession?
I think I'm going to be asking myself that question alot more now.
I guess it's what they say to be true, where you direct your energy, you will manifest. Where and what you sow you will reap.
Speaking of which, I should have some lovely pictures up soon of the texas bluebonnets next to our snow peas. They are both just perfect! I also love my henna hair color, i'll have to post some pictures of that as well. I highly recommend henna if you want to go red.
The first ranting. The first of the common woman's thoughts of the world as we know it.
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