On Loving Our Elders
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On Loving Our Elders
...and expelling the ghost of the Great Reset.
This story is my heart.
It is about forgiving the broken elders and accepting their goodness.
It is about the difficult miracle of realizing that we have the full soul power to accept them into our hearts without taking in their ghosts. We are no longer haunted. We are love.
I believe that accepting our elders with love is a crucial part of breaking the bulldozer-over-soul cycle. I believe that by doing so, we have a chance at expelling the ghost of the Great Reset.
The Great Reset has a political face but its essence is spiritual brokenness. The Great Reset is a culmination of the mechanistic, fearful, reactive approach to life. It’s a neurosis-driven attempt to establish total control to avoid pain. And what is the antithesis to that? Love and forgiveness.
Love is a lot of work—including the love for the elders. But it is our way.
Let’s face it: when our parents were raising us, they did some things right, and some things totally wrong.
And here you are today, torn between love, gratitude, and resentment.
So what do you do when your adults—then your elders, once you grow up—are broken?
What do you if in your childhood, your adults did not acknowledge your joy and dragged you into a joyless march, a march you hated and ran away from—and now they are old, imperfect, nagging, perhaps, and they love you completely—but you still remember being unseen and you don’t necessarily stand for what they want you to do? You wish they were more understanding? You love them but you just wish that they hadn’t let you down by letting down themselves?
Here comes my prayer for the all-encompassing healing of all our elders, starting with our parents—for the healing of all of us—and for ending the cycle of martyrdom, sadness, and hurt.
We have the power to honor our elders while keeping their ghosts at bay.
They, too, went through a grinder, and it wasn’t easy for them.
They, like us, have always tried their best.
They, like us, were born into a Machine.
They, like us, have been damaged.
Perhaps they were taught to not believe in themselves. Perhaps they were taught to be dysfunctional in their relationships. Perhaps they were taught to be abusive or totalitarian. Perhaps they were taught to please others while betraying themselves.
But now it’s time to leave the crap behind and get to healing—and keep at it for as long as it takes us to heal.
We stand with our elders, not with the Machine.
They are giving us love, their very imperfect love—and we accept it.
We give them our love from the heart.
Our love melts all the ghosts and all the hang-ups.
Our love makes the fear afraid of us.
We are love, we are family.
We know it’s a difficult process—but we are not scared, and we have what it takes. Our imperfect sweet elders are worth it.
We are no longer haunted. We are love.
Love is all it’s ever been with them, and now we see it.
On Loving Our Elders
There is also the guilt of being an imperfect child.
Really nice as a soon-to-be elder to feel your love, thank you. 💗
Yeah, they're planning to obsolete us as soon as they've got no more use for us -- if they can.
But they're fools.
Fools always fuck up. Just wait for it.
But I'm not waiting. Applying pressure highly increases the probability that fools will fuck up much sooner rather than later.
And I'm not doing it so that they can realize the error of their ways and remediate. That idea in itself is a result of the mind-fucking we've endured.
I'm doing it to make clear that *we* have no more use for *them*, meaning the "them" they present themselves to be, which is just a pack of lies, figments pretending corporeality.
But we have place and interest and love for the little fuckups hiding in there somewhere behind suits and podiums and scowls and smug, I'm-me-and-you're-not grins, if we could only convince them to come out and drop the theatrics.
But whether they want to or will or actually do, one thing's certain: they can't continue. We can't let them.
And the baseless, thoughtless, knee-jerk belief that they can't be stopped and their evil eliminated is one of the biggest lies of all.
Of course we can stop them. We're already doing it, Christ's sake. Most folks just don't realize it yet -- or refuse to let themselves realize it -- often not even those doing the stopping.