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45. The 4th Spiritual Law: Let It Be

July 7, 2019

At this point, I’ve begun a serious, dedicated spiritual practice of Deepak Chopra’s 4th Spiritual Law: Acceptance/Nonresistance, and I am committed to the practice of letting things be as they are, because my thoughts about Trump were giving me headaches, bellyaches, and sleepless nights. This is no easy task, but I have chosen to trust the honest and decent people whom he hates and reviles daily in his rabid insane tweets, and accuses them all of the crimes that are actually his, not theirs. I trust them to fulfill their calling as journalists, investigators, and Representatives, to bring him to justice.

Above all, I trust the law of Karma. Deepak says, “Karma is both the action and the consequence, it is the cause and ultimate effect, because every action generates a force of energy that returns to us in like kind.” Jesus said it too, as “whatsoever a man soweth, that also shall he reap.” And in more contemporary terms, “What goes around, comes around.”

Even as Trump’s horrible acts continue damaging and destroying the lives of tens of thousands of innocent people, I find myself realizing that this mortal world is one of polarities, that I can’t personally change it by raging against it, feeling victimized and helpless. All I can do to change the world is by what I am myself, and how I carry myself thru life.

I’ve never been in any danger of being like him, but as the (real) news repeatedly tells of his senseless cruelty, greed, and arrogance, I have let his way creep into my brain and put me into a rage, over and over, and THAT is precisely his power. He has an uncanny ability to cause and create hatred, conflict, and violence. That is his only skill, and he takes enormous, sick, pleasure in doing this.

Forcibly taking terrified children from their distraught parents and locking them in cages, can arouse angry thoughts even in the gentlest, kindest hearts. The world has had many monsters, but none so sick as Trump. Hitler, actually, was a nicer guy in a way, at least not as wild-crazy vicious a personally as Trump. He did hideous things too, but at least didn’t brag about them all day long in the cheapest, lowest possible media, Twitter.

And so, for my own sake, and the sake of those around me, I have stopped talking about him so much. I turn off the TV if his face appears there, I know whatever he says will gouge me in the gut with anger. I refuse to give him my attention or my thoughts. Only once in a while, when he gets so totally off his cracker. Not every time.

History will show that Donald Trump’s one success in life, his greatest dream come true of being a legendary historical figure, has been accomplished – He will be remembered as the absolutely unquestionably worst, most utterly incompetent president of any country in the world that history has ever seen, and hopefully ever will. He believes he can get away with absolutely anything, forever, and he seems to be doing so. His infantile ego is reveling in pure, sick, ecstasy of brutal power, which fuels ever-more insane behaviors, because he has got what he needs so desperately: Everybody in the world noticing him.

Think about it. And then decide to spend your thoughts on something better. When you do, as a practice, it will surprise you with an unexpected peace of mind and softening of those tense nerves and muscles of the body.

There is one thing I know with certainty: Nobody escapes their own karma. Every one of us gets as we have given, and Karma is a meticulous bookkeeper. This man, and each of us, sooner or later will get exactly what we deserve.

26. The Cancer of Trump

October 1, 2017

It’s Sunday, my day of reflection and spiritual peace. It’s also Yom Kippur, the time of atonement, and I find within myself something ugly growing. Trump has succeeded in making me hate him. Hate is something I refuse to engage in, and this has been my chosen practice for all of my adult life. Yet this man is so totally evil and soulless, and so constantly attacking every decent thing in my country and the world, always in the headlines destroying, destroying, destroying, our spirit of unity as a nation, and every ideal of democracy, decency, and honesty our country was founded upon, and always, before, has represented in the world. He carelessly and arrogantly commits acts no decent or sane person would ever do. My rage rises up against this monstrous being, and the damage he is eagerly doing to everyone and the planet, and the way that he takes pleasure and pride in it. That’s the hardest part to forgive.

I struggle with this. But when I meditate and pray about it, even though my heart is deeply troubled, the still-small-voice within assures me again, that we are all called to stand for something, and to protect what we know is right, in the face of what we know is wrong. Those are my thoughts today.

I am still the same compassionate person I have always been. I was a public servant (8 years in ALCO Fire Service) and a medical caregiver (20 years in E.R.) where I was able to have genuine compassion for some of the least-blessed and most-rejected forms of our human lives – alcoholics, heroin addicts, crack heads, wife-beaters, even a few murderers. But I cannot muster up any compassion for the vicious cruelty, hideous racism, and insatiable greed of Donald Trump, a reality no one in America can honestly sanely deny. When we have removed him from his illegal dictatorship and stopped his systematic destruction of my country and it’s decent hardworking people, then I will try again to forgive.