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Why Having A Smart Individual At The Helm Counts

Crowd Mentality… It is random and many times irrational.Therefore it can easily get out of control. Then there is violence, then there is destruction, then there is chaos. However, before it gets to that point, leaders are able to prime the groups to a mindset that will at the very least resist the discord. That is if the leader is rational and smart.

Civil unrest why does it happen. Well oftentimes it is the result of something devastating, unfair, or unjust, and a response to disregard or lack of understanding and sensitivity. Sound familiar?

I have been doing this for a decade and I can go back and revisit these same circumstances. History DOES repeat itself. It is incumbent upon those of us that witness the history, to keep the memories alive and make people aware of how easy it is to do something bad again and again.

Are people who perceive themselves as victims JUST “bellyaching”? How can that be when we reference how short humans memories can be and how there is this capacity to overlook and move on. I think we have to make sure we are listened to and not simply heard. How do we accomplish that. I have seen how jaded vantage points are. Things do not resonate with people in may cases if IT DOES NOT APPLY TO THEM. Therefore here is the place where leaders could shine AND we should expect our leaders to do just that. SHINE.

Understand and KNOW the difference in someone being honest with you versus trying to pander to you for votes. The person on top does NOT have all the power, but they have such influence in areas that we are not always looking at, that it does seem that way. Believe the power does still rest with the people. The people now simply must become that which separates us from the animal kingdom.  Things that are fundamentally wrong for you ARE fundamentally wrong for other races and genders. Stop judging and try to understand. With understanding a forum opens to discover REAL solutions.

We should DEMAND the ones we look to for leadership provide us with that, not just say what they think we like. Have you EVER done something badly..made a rotten meal, written a bad paper, put together an awful outfit, did a home improvement project that after you finished looked like it needed to be repaired or discarded? What would your reaction be if people who cared around you allowed you to believe this thing you did was okay or for that matter good. They would have instrumentally left you out in the cold; and put you in a spot where someone who had no vested interest, someone indifferent, someone who did not care about you in a position where they would/could tell the viscous truth..it really was NOT good. Who would you be more upset with?

None of us know everything, including our so-called leaders, but we ALL do have the responsibility to expect folk we put in charge or who are in charge to be more cautious, more civil, more compassionate, more in control, more humble. BETTER. We do  NOT have that. So the violence in the streets, social collapses, the injustice that falls upon our country and individuals of color rests with the guy at the helm. He chooses to be angry, child-like, indifferent and a “race-baiter”. Furthermore just because he looks a lot like you does NOT mean he cares about you. He cares for only one..that is self. Does that represent who or what we want guiding us?

In spite of all that I say negative, in this big fantastic, amazing world things could change in a heartbeat. I have seen it happen. I am at BEST skeptical I also am at BEST hoping for a miracle.


Taking The High Road

WARNING CURVES AHEAD. Seemingly it is safe. This translated into human form is the person who is reliable and predictable, you push “the envelope” and nothing happened. You are both confident and relieved by this thought. This pattern goes on and seemingly on unnoticed.

As time goes on things will change. The individual you counted on countless times experiences life and generally these strong individuals have no one to hold them up, because they have this internal mechanism that keeps them pushing forward and baring insurmountable weight.

Take note; even though you may NOT be able to hold them up you are NOT excused for letting them go or bringing them down, because you thoughtlessly put yourself ahead of them and their circumstances..AGAIN. For these people it is often only a listening attentive ear, or a solemn quite time just in their presence.

What it seems like to you, is the bottom has fallen out. What it really is, the final straw has been taken. YOU did NOT pay attention to the signs and now you ARE flabbergasted. You pushed the envelope just a little too far, now you are left with what shall be.

Realize that what YOU feel is the byproduct of your insensitivity and selfishness. Now you will live with those two attitudes, without one who had been there for you. Those who travel the high road often travel alone or at the very least are at the front of the line. As all things in this life have expiration dates so do they, these High Road Travelers. When it happens, the outburst, the disconnect, the abandonment; it will seem so very shocking and perhaps even extreme, take time to reflect and you will see it is simply relative to what has been going on all along.


Mustard Seed

I completely overlooked this tiny representation of faith that was sent to me. When I revisited the contents of my envelope, I did in fact find the tiny seed. It was however  crushed. What did it mean?

“If ye have faith the size of a mustard seed…. nothing shall be impossible”…. my  faith as that mustard seed had been crushed. My life had in fact suffered several crushing blows. Yet I was still here, as the tiny seed, I was still here. When I told my friend who sent it to me, she without hesitation or time to think said,” Your faith is strong”. I did not say what I thought, I did not want to add to her anguish, for she herself had just suffered the sting of loss. I smiled silently and felt relief we were not face to face. If faith helped, comforted, or sustained others, it was NOT my place to speak of MY challenge(s).

I could not ignore the irony though. More than once in recent times, I had silent discussions with myself about returning to church. It did not matter what church. Why  and what I was looking for is an enigma. Since I had not taken the step, I did not allow myself to be affected. I did wonder if this was my lesson in futility, I have convinced  myself the answer(s) to my questions will forever go unanswered and I will then have yet another reason to continue my silent treatment of faith. How much pressure could that tiny seed take before it was crushed..but I had to concede it was damaged but it was NOT destroyed. Therefore it STILL was. The question of my faith being strong remains in my mind. However the strength of my will is present and not as much of a question.If my faith is strong, so is my will.

I still return to the crushed seed; the immediate response to it’s condition, and how I feel about the event in it’s entirety. While I do NOT think I have the strong faith my friend suggested I do, I have hope. I hang onto that hope for an answer; while at the same time realizing some things in this life do NOT have answers, at least ones that we as mere mortals can comprehend.

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