There’s an old saying in the Jewish Talmud: “he who understands will understand.” This essay is written in that spirit.
This is a time of rage and revolution among activist citizens of the United States who are watching national crimes being committed, with no end in sight.
I am not looking for new answers.
I am trying to see what is already here. Right now. Fully formed.
What makes that vision difficult is the bombardment of information, the daily tolling of the bad news bell of the United States of America, the evils that prompt the human spirit to react instead of respond. This to me is the most difficult task, to make myself quiet enough to see the answer staring me in the face. It is easy to write. It is not easy to do.
No, I am not looking for new answers. I’m not looking for answers at all. The answer has already arrived. The only thing left to do is grasp it and in that grasping, the action will thus be taken.
The distractions are powerful and I do not underestimate them. The distractions cause a feeling of panic, of surrendering my own time, the beat of my own human heart, to the insistent drumbeat of disaster, to act in haste, to react and react over and over again and fail to respond.
There are millions of Americans who are seeing for the first time the consequences of this reign of thieves and murderers. They may not be able to articulate it well, but if you listen, you can hear it in the sounds of kitchen table conversations and workplace watercooler gossip. You can most certainly see it in the yearning for a leader which is bringing out the electorate in droves.
Millions of Americans who are not happy with our government. It’s right there, it is already happening.
The die has already been cast. We cannot stop this tide and I am not interested in trying to do what cannot be done.
I am interested in seeing what is here right now.
Sounds simple. It is not simple. It is the hardest thing I can imagine. To see what is here right now. Every power in this country is trying to repress that vision, to stop our ears from hearing and our eyes from seeing.
We have the sword. We have our weapon. We need only open our eyes, turn resolutely away from the angst and despair that is deliberately beckoning, coming at us from nasty evil forces who wish us to rail and roar but never stand still long enough to see.
It’s already here. We already have the answer. If only we can be still long enough to apprehend it. I believe there are forces all around us doing everything possible to prevent that. I’m not going to let them do that to me. I’m done with reacting. I’ve been done for a long time now. And I’m not going back.