I’m all for putting a big ‘P’ for promise in partnership. The Club of Life can be broken down quite simply if you ask me (which, technically you didn’t, but if you’re here reading I hope you stay for the musing). We’re all born here. Planet Earth. Together, in the same soup of creation. I don’t know anyone birthed on other swirling masses floating in the galaxies above (yet proven, that is). And, although I’d nearly swear there are a few of those I’ve met who must be aliens, it’s been corroborated they popped out somewhere on our brilliant blue-hue hunk of molten rock dancing in space. My point is that every one of us disembarked to the same location of this one globe. Therefore, our evolution revolution holds steady. I believe we’re meant to rival historical rampage in order to sort how to support mutually. It’s an everyone game. ‘One’ being the word of onus for today’s lesson.
The most important thing to do if you find yourself in a hole is to stop digging. ~Warren Buffett
For all the humans that have ever voyaged our satellite, we were plunked in place of this worldly helm simultaneously. What I’m inferring is you don’t get to rule the celestial sphere all by your loony lonesome. None of us do. Even the cave to desert dwellers or woodsy thick eccentrics are gonna feel the energy of the rest of us encroaching on their steeze. While, indeedy, we’ve equally got too many tyrannical Politicalsaurus Rexes afoot. Whether you subscribe to a higher power or not, it’s plain preposterous to think our province revolves for your sole involvement. If anything, this is a preaching to the humble choir’s receptiveness to care for combatting such archetypes. It’s about time the magnanimity of humanity got heated to match our glowing Earthen core. Instead of tunneling further into hostility, we can brake to bear witness for the concert of ‘our’ personhood.
Often, you won’t hear the symphony if you’re smacking your jaw around or fumbling with brainiac imbalances over critiquing technicalities. We have to acknowledge there’s music before we may hear the harmony. In accordance, it’s why you know you’re in a rut when you’ve achieved halting the construction. Our influences border our every move.
Reach out and touch someone. I know we’re all COVID cautious, but to connect is to breathe. You’re never required to actually trade cooties. The less we burrow with appalling bias, the greener our pastures. Let alone the skillful pastures we’ll originate. It’s never that people are out to get you. It’s that they’re out to get whatever they’re missing. Pesky savagery of narcissists to murders alike, there’s a group personality I’m defining with empathy. The main conspiracy I sadly credit is the quota that seeks to kibosh our unity.
I sense that we’ve allowed the soul of society to skip school with no return in sight. Leaning on our own bluff has exceeded the bet we could continue to win enough to attain any stature. Yet, the nature of fooling around begets a posture of fallacy. Becoming pals with the notion to open ourselves to the unbridled inaccuracies of true collaboration is the mutiny that will gain our bounty. If there was ever a prophecy to electrify our maturation, Lynne Twist’s telling of the Native American Cherokee Bird of Humanity tale is supreme. It shares of the habit we’ve extended for the masculine to lead. Furiously flapping a single right male wing, the bird is barely able to fly. If only the left/feminine side would be granted inclusive expression how far and wide would be the gliding flight. Besides, I’ll persuade that it’s the difference in hissing complaints versus being slathered in your favorite kisses.
Iconic servants of altruism deserve to be the boss of us. I’m proudly in a present camp with millions progressively heralding the prosperity endeared to innumerable spirits by one of the most notorious women gifted to the universe ~ Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Any pledges to injust thresholds are the abolishment I wish to guarantee our future. Advancement of our species isn’t a given. Insurgence is the occurrence we ought to welcome. There is no “I” nor “u”(You) in the company we should keep. However, therein does exist the ‘any’. Anybody, as in everybody’s quality of living has no room for negotiation. When we risk excusing the potency of a few for the sake of the as-significant masses that doubt is our doom. Each of us represents the riches of our environment when elaborating with resonance. Mastering our alliances is our collective transformation.
May our growth gyration be firmly seeded in fellowship.