Exploring the news cycle and staying in tune with recent events, if done well, may be the only activity one has time for.
I was reading through a few older writings and came across this from Fall 2024.
Fall’s Transition into Winter
I’m struggling. Struggling to make sense of a world where in I believe everyone seeks their own sense of peace. I am deeply struggling with how directions towards that end are deeply oppositional. I am struggling with not wanting to pay attention to the “what ifs” yet they may become our everyday realities. And for me, these realities bring fear and profound sadness. Yet, for the majority of people who voted, their realities are wanted? How? How can peace be achieved through such wildly different pathways and eventual outcomes?
Environmental, immigraton, gender; rights on all levels: economy, war, all built from profit, fear, and power. Inevitably these pathways stifle creativity, experiences, and freedom. I believe in that truth. I struggle because I simply cannot fathom peace coming from fear, hatred, and lore. And, if in the end, the goal is that each of us seeks peace as a pathway to happiness, the path needs to be lit, even ever so dimly to a place where we all exist free from fear and hatred, and insteacd love. It has to be that truth.
The Sociologist's Eyes 