Compounded Optimism

While riots flourish in London, France braces for a possible financial topple and in the Horn of Africa children struggle to survive another day. Here at home I watch. 

The future may look bleak. Or so we think. But who’s to know what tomorrow will bring.

Need to look for the bright spots. Maybe not in the weather or the stock market.

I drew Moon Dancing. One of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards.

What does it mean? This is only one sentence from page 82's meaning for Moon Dancing:

Let her moonbeam guide you on your soul path on a dark night and light the way through the deep lush forest of life.

Tonight I would like to spread this message to the world.

To everyone who finds themselves suffering or knows others that are.

I invite you to open yourselves to some compounded optimism.

Revised Optimism

It may be something that was heard. It could be an image you saw or maybe even read. It might have been a juxtaposition of your conscious and your subconscious.

Somehow, something tweaked your inners to look in another way. To feel differently.

For me, it can be as simple as changing my thought pattern. Like peeling away the layer of an onion. Digging into the juice. Making the eyes water.

A matter of choice. An awakening of the senses.

Yet, so often we allow ourselves to sink. Morbid self-pity or possibly the unlikely sealing on the envelope. The icing on the cake. Like closing a door, forgetting another one will open.

Had an interesting conversation with a cousin of mine who is living in East Los Angeles. The question posed by my Uncle sitting next to him was articulated at the economy and whether the feelings of doom and gloom resonated amongst the population.

Interesting, he explains there’s been a bounce-back. No looking back. Forward thinking. A gain of elevation in the promise for the future.

As I sit fixated I think about what is for so many. Riddled with debt. An income that can’t justify it. Hard choices. What do we give up next?
Reinvention. Do things differently.

While we have what we have, and we may not necessarily know where we’re going – at least if we can tag it with something. We’re fueled with hope.

If we tag it with a revised optimism.