So, despite a popular majority opposing his election, Donald Trump is the U.S. of A.’s new president elect, as most of the world knows by now. Bless the few isolated peoples out there whose lives have not been immediately effected by this. The amount of anxiety, depression and straight up terror I have witnessed (and at times felt) as a result of the recent election has been impressive.
Prior to the election, I had little fear of Mr. Trump actually becoming our POTUS elect, and I was cavalier about the potential realities of that situation buffered, no doubt, by my own privileges. Now we are here, however, and my only response is to turn to those who have been my teachers for the last few years: Permaculturists, believers in interdependence, opposers of rugged individualism, practitioners of compassion and empathy. Moving forward, all I can hope to do is act in a way that promotes notions of empathy and interconnectedness, to positively influence my sphere of power, to be able to identify when it will be time to stand up and when it will be time to do the quiet and subtle work of compassionate living. And so, as a bit of a cop-out for writing this week, I will leave you with the recommendation of reading this essay from Charles Eisenstein, an excerpt of which may tempt you to read more:
“We are entering a space between stories. After various retrograde versions of a new story rise and fall and we enter a period of true unknowing, an authentic next story will emerge. What would it take for it to embody love, compassion, and interbeing? I see its lineaments in those marginal structures and practices that we call holistic, alternative, regenerative, and restorative. All of them source from empathy, the result of the compassionate inquiry: What is it like to be you?”
Read the full article HERE.
With hopes of leaving the echo chamber and kind regards,