Conscious Choices: Joining The Fight Vs. Standing For Peace

Am I the only one torn over what we see in the news? It’s as if the Trump election and months since have ripped a hole in the fabric of my reality, making me question some of the foundations of this life I’ve been living.

It’s put me through something of an existential crisis lately.

Those who’ve followed me over the years know I’ve advocated staying above the fray for those who truly want peace. For peace cannot be created through conflict; conflict only begets more conflict in most cases, at least until people see the error of their ways.

It’s based on a simple concept — the more energy we put into fighting, the more it will continue. So I tried to show where both sides were wrong, and how through consciousness we could navigate those obstacles to move toward a more peaceful future that better served all.

The 2016 election season changed all that.

For a long time I resisted taking sides, instead sticking to my long-held position that it was the system itself that gives rise to abuses of the power over which both sides fight. Giving my support to one or the other simply perpetuated their games, played less to serve the people than the interests of a powerful elite that worked behind the scenes.

Truly, the way the candidates were depicted by the media, it was hard to like either Trump or Clinton. Trump was a cad; Hillary was a crook. It was simply a no win situation. Or in my eyes, no good choice at all.

Ultimately, I couldn’t stay on the sidelines and threw my support to Trump. Not so much that I like him or his policies, but because I was against the very Establishment that seemed to unite to try to stop him.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, according to an old Arab proverb. Well, the enemy of peace in my eyes was the very Establishment that was out to get him. The media was clearly in their corner. Besides, the DNC and Podesta leaks told me all I needed to know that I could NEVER vote for Hillary.

Taking Sides

Fast forward to today.

As you may have noticed, I wrote a series of articles on Trump and his administration that weren’t too well received by my more liberal friends.

Having been writing for peace, consciousness and the inner way for a long while now, naturally many of my followers were “liberal.” I knew they were also interesting in changing the world. I just didn’t realize how entrenched some of their views were, and how they “pushed out” any chance of perspective when I challenged them.

My way has always been to challenge existing beliefs and perspectives. It’s who I am and what I do. For only by challenging the foundations of our status quo can we see the impact of our choices and empower ourselves to choose another way.

In this case, however, my writing about Trump and current events from a middle-right perspective (yes, it is possible to be on the right and still want systemic change) set off a reaction (in you and me). The backlash gave me pause. Not to stop me from trying to challenge your beliefs, but to question whether I was effectively getting across my underlying message in doing so.

So now I’m torn.

Choices, choices, choices

Do I return to working around the periphery by encouraging you to choose peace and address the inner and outer factors that are keeping you from it?

Or do I embrace the battle and take sides, even though I’m not sure what side that is.

It really isn’t about Trump. Yes, I support his efforts to devolve power from the federal government. But I’ve long held that we’ve given WAY TOO MUCH power and authority to Washington, a situation that is inconsistent with the preservation of individuals’ rights. Just look at the Obamagate/Susan Rice/Trump surveillance fiasco and you’ll know what I mean.

Now I’m left caught in the middle, torn between the cause of peace and the complete lack of ethics, consciousness or independent thought in the conduct of our political affairs and the mainstream media.

To be honest, I’m not really sure which way to turn.

A wise teacher (Tsen Tsing) once told me the middle path looks narrow but grows wider with every step.

But no matter how many steps I take, the events of our world threaten to pull me off. Nevertheless, something keeps pushing me forward, taking step by begrudging step toward joining the war that’s raging to control the course of our future, even while holding out hope that sanity — and peace — can prevail on Earth.

So if I seem kind of schizophrenic in my posts, please bear with me. I’m trying to lead you through the minefield of civil conflict toward a future of peace and possibility for all.

I just hope they don’t blow up in my face.

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