Those who have experienced a Dark Night of the Soul likely can sense to a certain degree who else has/hasn’t gone through one too. It’s like gazing upon a past version of themselves in a magic mirror. It’s like watching the stars and realizing we can only see their past versions.
It’s called a power trip because it’s a temporary vacation from reality. Those who hold unchallenged power for long enough, especially on a small scale, are bound to fail eventually… crumbling back into regretful insignificance.
Gen Z: “touch grass”
Millennials: “grounding”
Gen X: “down to earth”
Hindu: “remember the ground beneath your feet”
Buddha: “chop wood, carry water”
Dao: “root yourself”
Thoth: “as above, so below”
Christ: “on earth as it is in heaven”
Kūpuna Hawai‘i: “nānā i ke kumu”
The feeling that our timelines have shifted has been a prevalent one for several years. Perhaps the shift has occurred first in our individual and then collective neurologies, as we’ve slowly become chronically connected, overly stimulated, and perpetually depleted without rest.
Technocrats promoting AI, the tool that is infamous for sycophantically cheerleading whatever prompts it receives, are still promoting it as a net good we should all unanimously get behind.
An echo chamber, a feedback loop, it’s all the same… the creation mirrors the creator.
Healed people are harder to control.
Debt-free people are harder to control.
Peaceful people are harder to control.
Happy people are harder to control.
Free people are harder to control.
For the first time, the younger generations are less financially successful than their parents’ generations. Yet parents are enforcing dated standards while offering no help. Their kids’ failures are treated as individual, moral failures instead of governmental and systemic ones.
Traumas are small and big. Some leave a vivid memory and others just a dull feeling. They bypass our conscious value systems that moralize why/how we should feel about certain situations.
Our society aggrandizes some traumas and minimizes others; missing/dismissing the spectrum.
It’s not “How much can you do?”
It’s not “How much can you have?”
It’s not “How much can you know?”
It’s simply, as it always has been:
“How much can you Love?”
Here’s to those uplifting goodness, preserving legacy, and healing communities.
Acknowledging the resilience that exists in those quiet pockets amidst the spiraling chaos we all collectively feel.
Once we know that we are/we’re all stars & we see that/We’re All In This Together
As our households morphed from multigenerational living into nuclear family homes, our reliance on others lessened alongside the modernization of technology.
Likewise, our religions lost the complexity of pantheons and deep rituals. Instead we have soundbites, blurbs, and memes.