In case you have been living under a rock, there is a total solar eclipse happening tomorrow. The moon hasn’t thrown this much shade at America in nearly a century. (See what I did there?) My inner nerd is ecstatic! It’s expected to be the most observed eclipse ever. Not surprising, as our culture is saturated with social media. But this event certainly warrants an overload of photos. I wish I could play hooky from work and go to one of the thousands of watch parties, but alas, I cannot. But you can bet I will be taking a break to go step briefly into the darkness!
As I started reflecting on this historical magic, and how it seems to be bringing so many people together, I started to think about the eclipse we are currently experiencing in our country. In my opinion, much of our country is having…wait for it…a total eclipse of the heart. I realize that now you may be belting out the Bonnie Tyler hit in your head. Or out loud. Hey if you’re feeling it, go with it.
But seriously, I feel like that perfectly sums up the state of our country right now. So many have closed their hearts, and their minds. Hearts that were once compassionate and understanding, are now eclipsed by anger, fear, intolerance, and self-righteousness. Living in the age of social media certainly does not help. It’s much easier to post something on Facebook or Twitter, judging someone you’ve never met, than it is to say it to someone’s face. It so effortless for so many to spew hatred across multiple medias behind the safety of their computer screens.
The events in Charlottesville a week ago have certainly put many people in a heightened state of emotion. With good reason. I will just go ahead and put this out there, that no AMERICAN should ever be wearing, carrying, or doing anything with a Nazi flag or symbol, unless they are destroying it. A world-wide war was literally fought over this ideology. I feel physical pain in my heart about what transpired there, and the way it was handled by our commander-in-chief. My disdain for him is well known by those who know me, but that is not where I’m going with this.
The truth is, while yes, the President should have a stronger response than what he did to white supremacy being demonstrated on American soil, I don’t look to him to give me solace about hatred in the world. And neither should anyone else. Being angry at politicians for how they handle things like this won’t quell the hate in people’s hearts. I have to keep repeating that to myself, because it’s the truth. As much as I do not support Donald Trump or anything he stands for, he is not the cause of that hatred. It was around long before him, and sadly will probably be around long after him. I actually feel his being elected is the result of this type of hatred. And it’s up to us as Americans and as people with kind hearts and minds to prevent it from happening again.
There is so much hate and anger in our country right now. And it’s not just extremists, which actually don’t make up that much of our population. They just get the most media attention. I often see it just as much in our everyday lives. It’s that person on the highway who won’t let you over, and instead honks and cusses at you, because they think you’re stupid for waiting until the last minute. What they don’t know is that you just found out found out your mom has cancer, and you were so lost in despair that you didn’t realize that you were so close to your exit. It’s the parents on the sidelines of soccer games screaming at their kid to take control of the play, and what they don’t know is that the child has no desire to even be an athlete, but just wants to make his parents proud. It’s the groups of moms drinking Starbucks in their yoga pants that exclude the new mom in town instead of making her feel welcome. It’s tons of little things that people all over the world do every day, and maybe not intentionally, that show their hearts are closed instead of open. Eclipsed, instead of lit up.
So what is the solution? What is the takeaway? To me, the answer is as simple as this: Every person you meet is going through something. No matter how perfect their life looks on Facebook, I’d be willing to bet they are going through some sort of struggle. This is a saying as old as time, but it still rings true. And instead of only looking out for ourselves, we should be looking out for our fellow man. This used to be a nation where people truly cared about each other. Where kindness was freely given, with no expectations in return. Where when someone new moved into the neighborhood, they were greeted with casseroles and muffins. A country where you didn’t have to lock your front door, where you could trust the people around you. A place where you could ask a stranger for a hand with your groceries, and they would do it with a smile on their face.
I don’t know about anyone else, but I choose to live with an un-eclipsed heart. I will strive to kill evil with love. To destroy hatred with kindness. I will continue to believe that America can be a kind place again. Donald Trump is not the person to “Make America Great Again.” It’s up to American citizens to do that. How do we do that you ask? By just being kind. It’s that simple. Fill your heart with kindness and compassion, instead of hatred and fear.
I for one, will continue to live this way and strive to remain unjaded. I may be only one person, but I will still act in hope and love. I’m going to Facebook less and live more. I’m going to turn off the news and remember that we are all better than the media tells us we are. I’m going to stop letting social media posts divide me from the people I love. I’m going to continue to open doors for people, and strike up conversations with strangers while I’m standing in line. I’m going to smile at people as they walk by. I’m going to contribute where I can, and stand up for what is right. I’m going to work hard to make the world a better place for my daughter. And if we could all just try to do that, I believe our world can be a much better place.
The sun may be briefly eclipsed tomorrow…but my heart will never be!
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