From Panic To Peace
Wow! Economic meltdown! The concept is a little unnerving. What is going to happen to your income? Is it beginning to happen now? Where will twelve months of this take you?
These types of questions can really run away with you. After you let a few of them run through your mind, you get hold of yourself. You cannot afford to panic. It is too costly. Worse yet, it is too limited as a point of view. Panic is a downward spiral — a fall into the emotional abyss of no alternatives.
Personally, I am looking forward to whatever the immediate or distant future brings. Like the Apostle Paul, I have discovered how to be happy with little or much. It really is in your perspective. Minimalism is one of my hobbies. There are wonderfully graceful ways of going down the economic scale, while actually increasing your quality of life. Economic shifts are but starting pistol shots for the soul’s marathons. It loves long-term impossible challenges. This crisis is just what it needs.
Soul power is superior to economic capability. For as much as I enjoy prosperity, it is economic limitations that most stir the stew of new possibilities. Appreciation for the small things escalates. Brand names give way to generics. Nature replaces expensive amusements. Trust gets a chance to be genuine. Peace begins to pervade the soul.
A few short weeks ago, it was fuel prices. The crisis before that had to do with some sort of election. The crisis before that was a tragic twist in centuries-old terrorism tactics. Before that it was political scandal. I remember the Cold War years too. They came after World War II, which came after the Great Depression, which came after World War I, which came after Civil War, which came after the Revolutionary War, which came after…
After a while, you notice a pattern to history. I prefer to cut to the chase and go directly to peace. Panic is for the myopic. I have a never-ending life to live — no sense in being short-sighted. This too shall pass.








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