Flipping the Switch on Anarchy
Anarchy Thrives Through Apathy
On Christmas Day, my trumpcentric neighbors replaced their ever-present American flag with an all-black one. Never mind, they’ve disrespected that flag on numerous occasions, flying it day or night, rain or shine without proper protection or illumination. Being me, I did a quick search to find out what it meant. In the moment, I was horrified, both by the hate-filled message it imparted, and the fact that, even with so many things the man stood for going up in flames; his lies and treachery exposed for all the world to see, his staunchest supporters stand by him, oblivious to how little they stand to gain, and how much they’d lose if they got the outcome they believed they wanted. It saddens me to think, in a world where information is freely available, and fact-checking can show how much, or little truth any story is telling, misbegotten dreams of anarchy still live on in the minds of many.
At first, I said a protection spell for myself, and everyone I hold dear. Then I started cleaning my house. As I cleaned, my mind became clearer, and I felt sad for the darkness occupying so many hearts on a day that spoke of peace, love, and acceptance. Clearly, to some, it’s mere lip service, and an excuse to consume excessively. I started spewing love and light like rainbow glitter from a bubble machine. The glitter gave way to a whimsical image of the black flag slowly morphing into a rainbow one, complete with glitter, and a unicorn at the top of the flagpole, its golden horn glinting in the sun.
The last image made me giggle, but also reminded me the way to breach the darkness isn’t through worry, stress, or worse, returning the hate. It comes from shining the brightest light I can on anyone, and anything. I know beneath the decades-, or even generations-old blanket of hate and discontent lie innumerable souls who desperately want to find their own spark of love and goodness, but need light from people like me to help them find the way. Yet, their conditioning leads them to do all they can to inspire anger, fear, and worry.
Being a Beacon in the Darkness
Maybe it’ll take industrial sized, halogen spotlights to break through the torrid darkness desperately trying to hold onto its cache of souls. Those spotlights have to start somewhere. Why not my tenacious, little light that’s seen its own share of darkness, and overcame it? I know it won’t stand alone for long, as more tenacious, determined little lights will join together, making larger and larger ones.
We’ll shine into the darkness, the shadows, the ignorance, and the misplaced anger, flushing old demons from their hiding places. The fear, hate, and anger they’ve helped people justify will be exposed for the smoke and mirrors they’ve always been.
Sure, some will dig deeper into the darkness; their security blanket in a world they can’t control, nor were they meant to. There will always be some who prefer to be led; to be told what to do, and how to think. It gives them an excuse to take no responsibility for the outcome of their choices. Like the lemmings in so many old news stories, they’ll follow their self-serving leader right over the cliff one of these days. What they don’t see is, that’s a choice too.
Emerging from the Darkness: Not for the Faint of Heart
Perhaps it affects me more deeply because I remember being sad, lonely, angry, and blaming others for my physical, mental, and emotional state. I had my own list of “if onlys” which, unbeknownst to me at the time, were completely mine to manifest, just as I was manifesting the darkness in which I dwelt. The first steps out of the darkness were the most frightening; not because of the demons who tried to thwart me, but because I was forced, in the brightness I encountered, to face my own imperfections.
It was in the harsh light of day I had to accept that the masks, walls, and blankets of gloom behind which I’d been hiding weren’t fooling anyone who chose to look closely, nor were they protecting me from my worst enemy—myself. It’s probably why I’m able to find empathy for those who think another person, or a black flag, or banding together with other broken, miserable souls is going to improve their lot. Until they discover they, alone have the power to improve their own life, they’ll continue to follow the false gods who spew empty promises of power and abundance.
Those false gods would like nothing more than for us to kill each other off, causing more pain, anguish, and desperation while they rake in the spoils, and profit from the collective misery. Taking responsibility for our own happiness, working together for the greater good, giving without expectation of reward…those are things the false gods neither understand, nor know how to profit from. In fact, those things are the antithesis of the anarchy they crave.
Together, We Can Move Mountains
Watching humanity grow strong, healthy, and united undermines their power; the control, which is the only thing they believe in. In my opinion, anarchy doesn’t just happen. It’s the result of apathy, false belief, and resigning to the seemingly insurmountable power of someone else. History has shown, time and time again, when the masses stop accepting that opposing the Powers that Be is a losing proposition, and take matters into their own hands by working together, great changes occur.
In order to make it work, though, you have to stop believing your individual actions don’t matter; that all you can do is try to improve your own lot. Sure, one single drop does not move the ocean, but collectively, those single drops are the ocean! The ocean has the power and strength to change the landscape, and has, many times over. Like the ocean, Humanity, when we work together, is infinitely powerful, too.
Gratitude Fuels Our Fires
My gratitudes today are:
- I’m grateful I’ve chosen to be one with the ocean.
- I’m grateful for the many individual drops who help make up what, for now, may simply be resistance, but will someday be the power of the many overcoming the anarchistic goals of the few.
- I’m grateful for choices, and the ones I made to see myself and everything else in the harsh light of day rather than in the concealing cloak of darkness.
- I’m grateful for opportunities to make a difference for the greater good.
- I’m grateful for the power of love and light.
About the Author
Sheri Conaway is a Holistic Ghostwriter, and an advocate for cats and mental
health. Sheri believes in the Laws of Attraction, but only if you are a participant rather than just an observer. Her mission is to Make Vulnerable Beautiful and help entrepreneurs touch the souls of their readers and clients so they can increase their impact and their income.
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At a time when everyone has a cause and an opinion, and is voicing them loudly, Empaths are being particularly challenged to stay true to their own path while offering compassion on a global scale. Though our hearts are tugged by the quantity and magnitude of atrocities being perpetuated by and against humankind, we know it isn’t so much it’s new, as the importance of each and every situation is being elevated to the level it belongs. Still, none of us can possibly support every atrocity; every cause with our full attention and energy.
The beauty of it is, each of us has been called to help right a particular wrong or two. Strong, Empathic women exist in every corner of the world where they focus their attention and energy on the issues they feel most strongly about. By exercising passion as well as empathy, those energies are supercharged instead of scattered.
shout down a wall of ice, nor will you be likely to break through one of stone with a flame-thrower. When faced with people who are easily roused to anger, or whose minds are closed from generations of conditioning, trying to force them to see things your way will meet with failure at best, and a vicious backlash at worse. The best you can hope for at that point is to gather your scattered forces, back away, and regroup.
Today, people on both sides of some pretty intense issues are using emotions to hold their line; rousing people into a frenzy over stories both true and false, flinging passion-charged bombs into just the right crowd to elicit the desired response, and ultimate level of resistance or aggression. The result is thousands of virtual pissing matches where there are lots of casualties, and no winners. In fact, in many cases, those being fought for are in worse shape than they were before attention was temporarily focused on their plight. I suspect there are more than a few who aren’t thinking the masses for putting them in the spotlight for a few moments.
health. Sheri believes in the Laws of Attraction, but only if you are a participant rather than just an observer. Her mission is to Make Vulnerable Beautiful and help entrepreneurs touch the souls of their readers and clients so they can increase their impact and their income. If you’d like to have her write for you, please visit her
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