There is no doubt that we are headed for a depression or something close to it at best.
As you can see, my last blog entry was almost a month ago. I could blame it on the holidays or all the time I was spending getting the new kontaktmag site launched (check it out). But the real reason is a lack of motivation due to me floating in and out of a depressed state.
Yes, Laurel moved to New York and I’m lonely and miss her. And yes, the magazine is struggling again at a point in the business cycle where we should be growing and enjoying increased success. I could list many reasons for my state, not the least of is insane wars, incompetent government and impending economic collapse. But these are all, for the most part, external. And I have very little, if any, control over the outcomes. So, I have a choice (contrary to what most people whine about, we always have a choice). Do I choose to give into the collective depressed state of my surroundings, or do I alter the perception of my reality to move forward with my life enjoying the good things in this world and accepting the other things as what is, and going on my merry way?
The choice seems like a no-brainer, and yet, it is very difficult to detach from the collective. Especially when you care about the outcome. I want our country to wake up. I believe that the green revolution can save us as a country and maybe, if we’re not too late, as a species. I want to have faith that we will make the paradigm shift in time to save our republic and save ourselves. Yet, I am not convinced.
As I was at the gym today, I was thinking about how now, more than ever, is the time for us to be taking care of ourselves. Just because our economy is in a depression, doesn’t mean we have to follow suit. I think the quickest way to get our economy out of a depression is not to get depressed ourselves.
I think it is time for us to redefine “success”. Big cars, big houses and big bank accounts can no longer be the yardstick. Oh yeah, I’m sounding preaching and I’m rambling. Too many ideas to get out in this one post.
To sum up, my goal is to pick myself up (with a kick in the ass, if needed) and figure out a way to detach while still finding a way to care enough to be a voice for action. When I say detach, I mean detach from the collective doom and live a happy and productive life, no matter what the world around me is doing.