I'm trying not to perseverate and drive myself nuts by the anger I feel about the political situation in America. Everyone in the park carries on as if it doesn't matter. My friend from Afghanistan didn't vote, even though he can. Anyway my state didn't vote for that jerk. I hate the suffering he's going to cause, and that's a beautiful outlook.
I have more empathy for my friend who sees his government as just about harming the people. We're the same, but in different countries.
Identifying that I'm perseverating about politics is the gift of mindfulness. I'm not going to let go of my sense that I don't like it when people are harmed. The weird thing about the Trump dialectic is that I'm hunkering down in the opposite. I'm goign to keep thinking about race, gender and diversity. I'm going to keep the hope of a positive activist federal government. I affirm law and order, despite the rigged systems, grift and corruption. I hold out the hope for the opposite.
I live in a country where I can openly practice Buddhism, go online and talk to my friend in Iran, talk to my friend in the park that is from Afghanistan, who is muslim. Yes, West Point cadets have to shut down their black engineers club and NASA is scrubbing women's history from their website, but it's still relatively free, so far. So what if Elon Musk has all my tax information.
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