Consider all of us living free, rooves overhead with one dollar in the bank – richer by far than billions of fellow earthlings. Are we part of some 1% or some other 99%?
Depends on your vantage point.
We’ve all got problems. Lately 1% are making so much noise that media make them 99% of the coverage.
Dizzy yet? Turn on news, read news-feeds, search ‘news’, check the in-box …
What bad movie did we walk into? Terror. Rage. Fear. Fear-mongering. Politics. Trade battles. Territory grabs. Money grabs. Headline-grabs. Everybody wants a headline. Do something more outrageous than anyone else, you’ll get headlines.
Hard to think PERSPECTIVE.
We need to.
Without perspective of information, time and reflection – we knee-jerk react. Not with knees, but in our thinking. We know nothing of depth yet (no more than journalists reading newswire feeds on air as if they were actually there). Including Cleveland – and believe it, bad things are being trumped up there too. Like a reality show – only, sadly, real.
But look around your street. Calm. Lawful, safe.
‘Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just enough baggage.’ – Charles Dudley Warner
Can we do that? Really, just a matter of shedding excess luggage?
Live a normal day, taking care of business – we are the 99%.
For those who’ve been torn apart by the 1%, we can mourn for you. And worry, empathize – doing our part to be conscious of those at home and abroad who might harm us.
Then tomorrow comes. Brings another day.
What will we do with it?
If we are calmly living life, it may not always be exciting, but it is sane.
If we disconnected for a few days – get away, tune-out – we will be OK. Kids will be OK. Neighbours will be OK. Some will be troubled, challenged, road-blocked in their ambitions, their plans delayed. Some will get sick. Some will die. That’s OK. That’s normal.
So, what makes a normal future?
Normal weekend, a normal day?
I’m looking up, forward and ahead. Loving it, every day. How about you?
We all have an important personal piece of real estate – not our house or cottage, farm or ranch, but that space between our ears. We might encumber it with obligations or wipe it clean – free and clear, but whatever we do, wherever we roam, that is where we live. Work. And play. So, what’s at your doorstep? A welcome mat, or a razor-wire fence? Can anyone get it in? Can you get out?
Get out, take a walk, breath fresh air – own your space, own your agenda.
Life IS simple.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk with Gusta: 12C/53F, again overnight rain has washed the streets, clouds/predictions suggest another rainy day followed by thundershowers – annoying, but an important part of drought avoidance; Gusta and I had a short-sweet drenching. There is something about a wet face that must equate to how walls feel when they get a fresh coat of paint …
Dear Mark, Enjoy your stuff. Best, GS, Edmonton, AB
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