My Mother Is Anxiously Awaiting 2012

My mother is anxiously awaiting 2012, she’s a-flutter.

This didn’t make too much of an impression on me at first, but the longer I thought about it, the more profound it seemed. Those who have read this blog know that often, the things I describe and think about are revolutionary, but the vast amount of human energy that is going into the 2012 phenomena need to be seen practically and in context with other millenarian movements. With the inexorable closing of the gap between one doomsday scenario and the next, the excitement people feel about the “change” will yield inevitably to a deep and profound sadness. It is like an extreme form of adrenaline poisoning. Waiting for the World to change is a bit like watching the ice melt at the foot of a glacier. The end may indeed be nigh, but hoping for it and making it obey anyone’s timeline is pathetic. A friend recently told me that her own mother felt the same way, and that is when I realized just how pervasive this feeling has become.

It is time to realize the dreams that have been around since the beginning of time, living in peace and harmony with plenty to share and nowhere to go but places you love. It is now possible to deliver more to people in need than ever before in the history of the planet. What we lack is the will. Setting any end times scenario assures that we will stay disengaged, aloof to the tyranny and oppression that has taken so much from so many for so long. It is the oppression of spirits, within perhaps millions of people who are being led to think that whatever they do it won’t matter in a year. I’m here to say, “Complete and utter tripe!” The change will be of the common man and woman doing uncommon things, telling the stories of a new culture where no man or woman is oppressed, no one is cheated of their life savings and no one will be deterred from realizing their dreams by unfair pickpocketing by governments, schools or other institutions.  Since I was trained to be an educator, please pardon my focus on education, but it is again time to teach our children, or at least be an integral part of their education. The more dumb people we raise, the easier they become to be shepherded by unseen hands. Centuries ago, serfs were as common as they are today; now, we just dress better and have central heat.

The stories we need to tell are that even after the rapture, or the impending collapse, or the interplanetary alignment, or whatever you want to call it, thing will remain the same, unless we are willing to step up, stand out and speak up for the generations that will follow. The tentative footsteps we make today have the power to become paths and trails of tomorrow. Doing the “right thing” has the power to transform the world around us in infinite ways. There are those around us who attempt to assist others and those who are out for their own above all else. We need to be focusing on holding the less savory amongst us to task for their uncivil behavior, and pay respect to the ones who do well by others. Remember with each transaction, conversation, even the mere glance or look of recognition of another is a vote for the future we might wish for.  We are making the next moment all the time. That old song, “We Are the World”, had everything going for it, until the greedy government officials let the food aid that the song bought to rot in the desert. Governments that deny their citizens what they need most need to fall, not through guns, but through cultural changes that we institute. We the people!

If we fail to realize this, we will just repeat the mistakes that have been made before.