A LETTER TO THE UNIVERSE March 23, 2020
It feels very out-Add sectionof-order, out of harmony, to my stomach to have anything to do with money on my website, the sickness of our materialistic win:lose ways being so clearly upon us. One of my strongest, quietest thoughts on my last long tour was 'We can't continue like this. Something has got to give.'
I see the sickness in myself and the only way I can see to address it is to unlink from it. Unlink from emails asking asking asking, unlink from people already starting to say 'poor me' and 'strategize' when we have so much further to go TOGETHER. Unink from 'trying to make a living' with beauty. It feels so falsely justified, and I've bought into it.
I don't know what this will lead to, but already my online 'style' store seems distasteful, my ways of earning via my painting, photos, music, coaching seem distasteful. I don't know if there is another way to do things, but I don't want to go backwards after this. Compromise will be death, will be condoning what has made us so sick, hidden agendas in ourselves, sneaking self-promoting, justifying damage to the earth.
Does this mean we have to stand in a field unknowing, trying to stay calm? No clear answer but at least not going backwards? I can only talk about myself, but as so many artists know, part of the gift is to be barometers. So much sleaziness, false love, false truths, mean-ness to ourselves and others that we just stomach, shove under the carpet.
I heard a media person say perhaps we should boycott reporting any news from a particular politcal power. That put me on the alert. Those words had the power of power, of truth.
Nature is waiting. My heart breaks hearing that so many humans have been without blue skies for years because of profit-created pollution. Now it is being seen again in this respite, or for the first time. But there is no one to blame. We are all part of creating this sickness, if we truly believe we are all connected and that good is within each and every. Change has to come from each of us cleaning up our own backyards. Doing small things with great care. So i've removed everything that 'costs' on my website and will see how my stomach feels as I go.
No one is to blame. Sickness won't go away until we stop doing sick things. Bad TV won't stop until we stop watching it. Corruption won't stop until we become less corruptible ourselves. Then it fades without power. I don't have answers, but I want to try even harder to follow the faint stirrings of a compass within, the faint soundings of a music that I recognize as true. We are so sick right now.