The Heart of the Matter

Why not ask a better question for a more useful answer?

Seems to me the current “schism” in global politics has nothing to do with whether we should be branching to the right or the left.

Seems to me the dis-ease runs all the way down to the root of how we now are.

Neither “side” appears willing right now to pause in the now-open warfare long enough to question the near-global foundational premise from which humanity now operates:

“Money determines the worth of a life, and whether it merits access to what it needs, or has the right to fulfill upon its inherent, conceptual promise—be it a human, animal, vegetable, or mineral life.”

Manmade money—how much of it we create, to whom we distribute it, and what the possessors of it decide is currently “worth” its expenditure—now determines what all life deserves. Not how much desire, energy, attention, or willing commitment we humans feel called to invest, collectively, into making a wisely beneficial change.

Whether life thrives or not has become a mere function of whether we can “afford” for it to thrive, or to even survive. We don’t pause to consider whether what we are doing feels better for us all, is healthier for our shared biosphere, or even preserves our own social experiment so that future generations might also thrive.

Sure, we can continue to artificially subdivide into left/right warring approaches, and we can argue until all the cows are dead, and until this planet grows scorched and overtly hostile to life itself. We can fight bloody wars over what we can afford/should have to pay for, and over who should be entitled to decide for us all.

Meanwhile, Mother Nature herself rises and rumbles, shakes and stirs, and has started to clear her throat, “Hey humans…remember me? I don’t take your money, agree to your contracts or respect your balance sheets. I don’t revel in your temporal riches at the cost of enjoying being aware of being alive. I don’t compete to destroy any wondrous aspect within me, merely to win.

“For I AM dynamic balance, in perpetual motion within the eternally pregnant stillness of infinitely energized, pure potential; so I can put your financial ledgers and rules to shame and can render them pointless, whenever I choose. Continue to vex me by ignoring my hints, while performing your “logical” cruelties toward the whole of this living creation, and I will show you why it does not profit your species to focus on financial profits, instead of on enhancing the shared experience of being alive for all sentient beings, and with reverence for my living biosphere,,which sustains you all.”

I can hear her whispers and mutters growing louder, and can feel her limbs starting to move as she now stirs. I can sense the rising blood in her veins as awareness expands and her impulse to toss off the covers and reawaken begins to sing.

Can you? ❤️