With all the difference that surrounds us at the moment it is getting difficult to avoid disengagement.
The political climate is crippling us. Everyone has a published opinion. Negativity seems to have won. We are seemingly further from one another than we've ever been.
What happened to us? What happened to love? Where do we go from here?
My life moves in uncommon contributions to humanity (some more inspiring than others):
- Youth sports are in a state of disarray due completely to parental interference.
- College students are making a concerted effort to dispel social violence but it is still happening.
- Reports show that 70% of people dislike their job.
The wonderment in everything we do remains firmly planted in a simple ideology:
The easiest thing in life is to disbelieve and join the negativity
But, not us, we're not going to let that happen!
In spite of all the practice we've had, it's time to relinquish arms in an effort to get a little closer.
There are people who will advise that life comes down to a few crucial moments. I think life comes down to a few songs.
Let's explore the leadership ideology of Kate Tempest in a time when leadership is defined by those bold enough to stand up for their belief that humanity is at our best when we are not divided.
I felt it clawing at my clothes like a grieving friend
Getting old sucks: You think you've learned all you can, your body breaks down and your worries are kept silent in your bedroom at 3am. We hide from expressing our vulnerability for the sake of keeping up defenses, choose a side and use our emotion to fuel aggression. Maybe we could acknowledge that we are all dealing with the same frustration. Are we pretending to be too busy to admit we could use a little help?
The other part about getting old is that your friends begin to die. Last week, I lost another friend.
There is no way to tell a person that their hang ups in the moment are not worth their agony. Indeed, we tend to power through the difficult human struggles to get past them. We look at the faults and failures of others as something that didn't happen to us then count our blessings. What we don't realize is that our friends failures are distinctly our own.
We just don't care enough. Embracing the short comings of others would only serve to bum us out.
What The Fuck?
More empathy, less greed, more respect
... you heard it from yourself when you were lying in your bed (and couldn't sleep), thinking:
Couldn't We Be Doing This Differently?
It's hard helping people who need a friend. We tend toward celebration more than picking a friend up off the floor. People keep their heads down and their hackles up.
The worst advice I ever received was: you have to look out for yourself
That's backwards. Those who put their personal privilege last so as to engage others always win. There is little competition in doing the hard stuff.
Think of the last time you talked to a friend who genuinely cared about your struggle. I'd venture to guess at the times when you really needed someone to listen, all they could do was talk.
Regrets lie in words unsaid, time diverted and the priority of self. Self-confidence is an affect of helping others.
Don't let the millions of unauthorized authors destroy you with their inability to embrace collectivism.
Don't allow the voices of the negative to be the loudest.
Don't give up hope!
Don't Forget to Remember,