Someone mentioned one day that no one reports the good things that happen. Why is it that we only hear about tragedy, atrocity, banality? Who decided that’s what we want to hear?
We humans are selective about many things, but we fall prey, every time, to the seductions of our darker nature.
The train wreck.
Hideous, but you can’t look away.
Shameful. Now you feel guilty for being fascinated.
The death-spiral of the Shadow Dance. You must see these things in yourself…part of your human self…or find a way to put the genie back in the bottle.
Enter addiction. Obsession. Compulsion.
When you hide from yourself, you can’t run far enough or hide deep enough.
So, why don’t we hear more about the good things that happen?
Perhaps there aren’t enough Hopeful Idealists who are willing to suffer the slings and arrows of the digital audience.
Get Up. Stand Up.
I challenge you to tell the story of something good you’ve seen someone do. Tell their story to someone– in person, in a letter, in a blog, in a song…
Then come back here and share it…we’d love to hear something good from you!
Happy Holidays to All