rainy sunday thoughts

Is Groundhog’s Day over yet?

As we move ever so slowly through this time, the days begin to blend their lines and obscure their boundaries. Saturday and Sundays begin to look and feel like a Wednesday without our normal structure.

How are people coping without their mandated days of rest? Are they finding themselves restless, knowing the day will again repeat itself once night breaks?

This all sounds a bit dramatic, but the philosopher in me wonders why our life feels so unusually strange at this moment. Perhaps, we’re too set in our ways. Humans have a huge advantage on the rest of our planetary neighbors. It is the ability to consciously adapt and overcome. We have the power to will things into existence. The power to demand an imagined reality into fruition. This is no power to take lightly!

In this moment of collective realization, I wonder what we should set our sights on as humanity. Imagine, we could all talk and understand each other simultaneously. Imagine that we could collectively discuss what we want for our world without the presumption of government. My curiosity burns at the question: what would we all agree on? Where would we agree to go?

I know these types of thoughts seem so far off from reality, but it’s important to consider. For if we never imagine these outcomes, we’ll never obtain them. Everyone who knows of destiny knows that it cannot be achieved if it is not imagined first. World peace will not happen by accident.

Turning hearts back to Go(o)d, means we have to turn people away from the (d)Evil