It’s 5:00 in the afternoon on Tuesday, it’s about 80 degrees outside, the breeze is blowing on a sunny afternoon in Northern California. Man it don’t get no better than this kind of day in the wine country! Yet there’s a consternation inside of me.
Some of the most wonderful people I know, people with tremendous depth to their character, who have empathy and compassion suffer so brutally.When I sit here after going through the last period of my life which I equate to what others may call hell, I realize that those people who are compassionate and empathetic carry the pain and suffering for us.
You see I have wonderful friends, who don’t suffer, who don’t struggle with the “demons,” inside of them like many of my friends do. What is the difference between them and I?
I think it’s best described in the lyrics to Bruce Springsteen’s, “Darkness on the Edge of Town.”
“Everybody’s got a secret, Sonny,
Something that they just can’t face, Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it,
They carry it with them every step that they take.
Till some day they just cut it loose
Cut it loose or let it drag ’em down,
Where no one asks any questions,
or looks too long in your face,
In the darkness on the edge of town.”
What is it in those people, those people who are strong for those less fortunate, yet weak for themselves? Those people who are loving yet feel unlovable? Those people will give you anything you need, yet won’t ask for the basic need of love?
What is it that they carry that keeps them in the darkness on the edge of town?
The rise and fall of civilizations in the long, broad course of history can be seen to have been largely a function of the integrity and cogency of their supporting canons of myth; for not authority but aspiration is the motivator, builder, and transformer of civilization.
I am hopeful that we are in the midst of a paradigm shift.
Standing back and looking at the big picture of what all this dis-ease is about, I always return to the metaphor of myth. The commonality of this experience with the experiences of those ahead of me is the thing that I need to utilize to filter how I look at any problem.
So the problem of the pain of the world, whether carried by my friends, or carried by the people of Istanbul, Turkey recently, needs us to look at how we can utilize it so that it can help us motivate, build and transform the world.
I am definitely left with more questions than I am answers. I thought about writing what I believe should be the solution but I learned long ago that my role in any sort of collective dynamic is to say that there is a pink elephant in the middle of the room.
Yes I have the ability to critically think but collective conscious is more powerful than any charismatic personality could ever hope to be.
I am more interested in a discussion than I am in a simple reply.
 Khalil Gibran  Joseph Campbell Artwork at the top by Jasmine at lostinherdream.wordpress.com
Oh, it is soo much better to ask forgiveness than it is permission. Who would you ask permission from anyway?