FURY, PASSION, AND CHANGE

This morning has been furious… fury at the world, fury at myself, fury at the situations ii get myself into, fury over the way i approach Love and Passion… fury over the political situation in Brazil, the USA, Bolivia, and across so many parts of the world… Fury over the selfishness, small-mindedness, egotism, superficiality and cruelty in the world… Furious over the stream of images, video, static, and multimedia flooding my social network feeds with stories of untold inhumanity, cruelty, and brutality…

On such a day, after hours of trying to calm myself with meditation, listening to a heavy barrage of Oprah, positive thinking, meditation, dharma talks, and so on, and finding myself still furious, I even begun to wonder: Is not Fury what I need, what we need, at least in the proper doses and at the proper times? Could any major human conquests have been achieved without the Passion of Fury, without that igneous, flashing energy channeled into political and social action?
 
 Could slavery, apartheid, and independence ever have been possible without fury? For all the profound respect and admiration I have for Tengsun Gyatso, Suu Kyi, Thay, King, Gandhi, Tolstoy, and the rest of the pantheon of non-violent changemakers, and as hard as i seek to follow the path of ahimsa and to become a Peaceful Warrior in the tradition of Ueshiba, Millman, and other warriors of light, I can{t help but struggle with the contemporary iteration of the timeless battle between good and evil, moral courage and moral decrepitude, between generosity and loving kindness on the one end and barbarity, cruelty, banality, and all other manifestations of spiritual and moral vacuity on the other end of the vast spectrum of human potential…

After decades of tussling with these issues, I just can’t get it. 
 
How can men, and women, at the highest spheres of power, from Brazil to the USA to Syria to Bolivia and across the world be so blatantly callous and cruel, so blind to the vast suffering that they cause?

And worse, how can hundreds of millions vote for, support, and uphold such men and women? At times I find it so hard to believe in anything or anyone — in democracy or markets, governments or society, liberty, responsibility or community… its all so complex… so vastly complex it is a miracle that the world works at all… 
 
 Maybe herein lies the secret: that it does work, despite the vast complexity, that as individuals, collectives, and humanity as a whole we actually are able to transcend…

Buena Vista
Monday, March 21