Thursday, July 22, 2021

Fog City

I  haven't written a word in a good long time. Why? Ideas, opinions, declarations, all seem irrelevant. The problem it seems is containment. The overlap of personal dilemmas and national political dilemmas is a matter to be resolved. How? Deciphering and analyzing the problems and studying a possible solution. Ironically  this mission is similar. Measuring for what enhances one's existence and that which doesn't. What then from each quandary can I contain and nurture? The big picture of a national government stymied by intransigence without any sense of compromise is utterly frustrating. I've decided to disassociate myself from the daily news cycle because it overwhelmingly detracts from any personal enhancement. The political divide and utter polarization sucks the positivity out of the air. It's difficult enough inhaling and exhaling the constant air of greed, corruption and deceit, so I tune out. 

Now closer to home tuning out would have the opposite affect. It's about balance. The negative affect from the macro-view of an incompetent government is balanced positively by multiple micro-spheres. Foremost is family. After a long lifetime of suffering the observance of injustice and inequality, children old and new are the ultimate saving grace. When I'm slumping near depression I can bask in the happy, humorous, innocent laughter of children and grandchildren. There's nothing quite as powerful as the unconditional love of a toddler grinning at the very sight of you. The want to be needed and the need to be wanted. Existence enhancers. Extending beyond the family are small social circles built around positive and uplifting activities. Friends who reinforce what is good and are civil, shining examples of what could be. Understanding and containing what only enhances our lives and understanding and ridding what detracts from a graceful view. The balancing act is necessary for peace of mind. Mindfulness!