I’ve Got My Dance Card

( – promoted by buhdydharma )

The thing I’m continually learning is so simple: I define my life. I stand up or down. I say yes or no. I fight, go along, or give up. It comes down to just me.

The way I see it, this blip in time is mine.  But not for much longer, as I can imagine a time when humans, as we are now, probably won’t exist. The upside is that I’m sure some other type of earthling will evolve. Will they love van Gogh and Bach though? I don’t know.

I like to think these new earthlings will be as awestruck by star dust and sunlight as I…  that they will try to figure out a way to describe the thud and splat of raindrops and the whisper of wind through tall grass… that they’ll fall in love and have their own dance. I’ve stopped being sad that it won’t be mine in a million years from now.

However. That’s then. This is now and I’ve got my dance card. I can’t help it if George Bush is on it.  But fuck him.  

So here’s my dance then.  I am ready to trip-the-lights of unconventional wisdom and become part of a force to convince people to confront the consequences of their actions.

Unleash a way of seeing the world as it relates to where those stands and those choices have taken one of us… and then all of us.

I’ll let right and wrong fall, in pieces, to the ground, shelve my sadness, and unleash my anger. I’m pissssssed off, actually. But that’s a good thing; it keeps me from becoming complacent. It also helps me to be a bit audacious… because I really feel and believe and think that if we made this reality then we can fucking change it.

People can be convinced or motivated by greed and fear to act against their own self interest? Then we can find a way to retrofit what motivates us. It’s already happening among us here. We are scaling our self-interest to include the perspective of an entire planet. We’re crying over polar bears and the destruction of human life in Iraq as we fight to protect our freedoms.

We’ve already changed. The thing of it is, we’ve been changing since the very first day we arrived on Planet Earth.

Heh. I will dance those theocratic take-over types off the stage because I totally completely utterly disagree with their strategy for living in this world. So I’m fighting them. The same for the military industrial complex and all the economic geniuses who’ve so stupendously gotten it wrong. Wrong in a big fucking way as, it turns out, consumerism ends up being the precursor to cancer. It is destructive, not constructive.

I don’t know if our side will end up shaping the world to come. But I’m determined to enjoy this adventure, this journey. While maddening and insane, it is also thrilling to be involved in the momentum we’re creating and the big ideas that get thrown around here. For example, did you know that when you sit in your chair, your ass doesn’t really ever touch the surface of that chair? That there’s some kind of electro-magnetic or static or magical sub atomic or molecular layer that is forever between you and that chair. At least that’s what Jay Elias said. Um… er, well, I think, that’s kind of what he said. But what’s really great about your ass never touching your seat is that it gives you the chance, if you want to take it, to think differently about the world and how it works. And you get to read the poetic musing of all these physics-types and well, it’s kind of sexy.

As I leave to go to join my family to end this year and begin another, I resolve to invoke love in facing the daunting and horrible conditions in which we seem to be drowning. I resolve to invoke the power in believing that we will figure our way out of this mess.

Yes. We will stop trying to win and will simply start to prevail. I’ve been asleep really. Until these last seven years. Now I’m awake and exhilarated to be here with all of you.

Happy New Year …