Crazier December…And Thoughts on the Secret to Peace on Earth

This has been a crazier December than normal.  Not only is it the end of the year and a normally hectic time, we’re in the middle of making a huge change in our family.  It’s that latter part that has my brain fractured and racing in a few different directions.  That’s why I’m as much here as I am there…or there.  No, not there…THERE!  Yeah, over there.  

But a thought came to me that I feel compelled to share, and I think this thought will be my guiding principle in 2011.  It’s simple: people…and I mean all of you (even the ones not reading this which, admittedly, is the vast majority of humanity)…have to start relating to each other differently.  “Differently” as in “better.”  And when I say “better” I mean “more profoundly.”  And when I say “more profoundly” I mean “more genuinely spiritually.”  There: genuinely spiritually.  I get to make up words and phrases.  I’m the writer; that’s what I do.

Here’s the complimentary thought: I have to lead the change.  That’s right; me.  I have to lead the change.  For all of humanity.  It will probably take the rest of my life, but that’s OK.  I’ll probably fail, but that’s OK, too.  I can’t reach everyone, literally and figuratively, but I can spend the rest of my moments on Earth trying.  Not just “trying” in the casual, non-committal sense but “trying” in the sense that I will devote my creativity, my art, my writing, my spirit, the minutes on the clock that are left to me, trying to get others and myself to see that the person sitting on the bus or the train or the plane or the bench next to you is no different that you are.  They are human.  They have the potential and the capacity to experience the same range of emotions you do.  They laugh.  They cry.  They want to be left in peace to pursue their happiness.  They want to feel wanted.  They want to pursue a higher purpose.  They want a friend.  All that stuff that you want.  

I know, I know: there are exceptions.  There are the criminally insane, the chemically imbalanced, the spiritually possessed.  I get it.  Let the trolls and the haters pick apart the things I say and do.  That’s OK.  Want to know a secret?  They want those same things, too.  Go ahead.  Ask them.  Watch them.  You know a troll.  I guarantee you they have wants and needs, joys and sorrows, just like you and me.  Let them focus on the negative.  We’ll focus on other things.  

You’ll join me, won’t you?  

It all comes back to the same thing, over and over again.  That “thing” is love.  That’s right, love.  Wow; how hokey, right?  Corny.  Cheesy.  Roll your eyes.  Shake your head.  “That’s the best he’s got?”  “Sheesh…THAT guy isn’t going to start a revolution.”  Do you know what?  I am going to start a revolution.  Well, I’m not going to start it.  I’m just going to lead a group of people through it.  I know others who will lead other groups of people.  You might grow tired of me, but someone else won’t.  Someone else will keep reading.  They’ll write to me.  They’ll pass along what I share.  They’ll come up with their own words.  And my words will trigger new thoughts in them.  They’ll lead a new group of people, their people…their network…their tribe.  And we’ll be interconnected somehow.  It really won’t matter how.  All that will matter is that I will lead a group of people with love, and they will pass it on.  They will; I promise.  You could be on of them. 

You’ll join me, won’t you?

To recap: people have to relate differently to one another; I have to lead the change; I’ll lead with love; you’ll jump on the ride…mine or your own.

You’ll join me, won’t you?  Or maybe you’ll lead your own…

Crazier December than most…