Life & Ponderings On Election Day...
Vote as if your country depended on it... healing us one human at a time.
Had a date last night.
Yes, still dating. In my 70’s.
Is this not the largest font size of an optimist?
Took an Uber over, as need new windshield wipers and it was gonna gale and storm last night while at dinner.
Out to this new Sushi restaurant that has quite a bit of “baked” sushi items. Not just raw.
When I was doing research at UCLA years back, and was a huge sushi eater, they had the most effective set of display windows built into this wall. Lining the medical school cafeteria.
Changed my world-life sushi perception for sure.
This display started with two pieces of sushi in a sophisticated place setting.
Chop sticks. Wasabi. Elegant napkins. The whole deal.
The next windows became a close up of the insides of one of the humans that ate that sushi.
Each display got more graphic.
You could clearly see the parasites take root.
Travel far and wide.
Even into the liver and brain.
Since then I no longer eat raw fish.
Always good to keep learning from what life presents to us.
So, if a new sushi restaurant opens that has a large number of cool “baked” items, I’m on it.
In the Uber, the driver and I got to chatting.
The next day, today, is voting day.
So we shared our angst, without saying who we voted for.
We quickly agreed that both sides are so shrill. So fighting. So coming out of the gate with shouting what’s wrong with the “others”- it’s soul weary. For us all.
I have my eye on the one human I feel most promises the calm inside the storm.
But not going say what and who I voted for.
But rather talk about the state. Of our states.
Which got the young adult female driver (probably about 44 years old) and me to commiserating about the lack of graciousness and respect that is rampant throughout our culture.
East to west.
Wall to wall.
Young to old.
I travel often.
Most folks look like they just rolled out of bed. Or out of the shower.
It is not uncommon when entering an escalator or entering through a door into a restaurant, to literally be pushed aside by a younger person who could care less that I am a human. Or an older human. Standing next to them.
Respect is increasingly gone. Not entirely. Not here, where we share agile thinking.
However, anger is easily and too often just behind most words.
People feel they are missing out on what they are owed.
They are glued to their phones. Focusing on making a ton of dough and then fantasizing about taking off to some vaca in the sky.
Fight for America? Not sure this is on most hearts or minds.
Too many feel let down and angry that somehow the parental government in the sky has not gifted them the life they know they should be living.
This driver shared her dad was a vet. Two days ago her 84 year old father was sitting on a bench in a park. That happens to be rather near me. He had his vet hat on.
He got up to shake his leg.
Stepped a few steps ahead of the bench, but was gonna sit right down again.
A young girl glued to her phone, slunk onto where he had just been sitting.
The driver was there and said, “Hey, my dad was sitting there. He just got up for a minute. Can you please move?”"
This girl didn’t look up from her phone, yet grunted “Tough!”.
We need a reset.
A reboot.
To turn off the computer of our cultural angst.
To re-ignite the appreciation of life without yelling at everybody else as if it was their fault your life is not as you want it to be. Even your health.
All this comes about with having an agile mind.
But also having an agile spirit.
An appreciative spirit.
Without appreciation, life is never that sweet.
This comes so much from what is happening at home.
Or what happened at home.
And doing the work to process what showed up on the plate in-front of you.
Don’t make everyone else continually wrong from older wounds. Even from generations before.
Living in the NOW is an art form that must be disciplined. Sought. Taught.
When I finally relaunch my podcast it will not only be about hormonal and nutritional health, bio-hacking and anti-aging.
It will be about cultural healing.
A voice from an elder.
Calm.
Calling for inner work.
By us all.
On all levels, body, mind and spirit.
Our world is made up of all of us.
Your inner life is part of my outer life.
And vice versa.
It is time for healing in our country no matter who wins.
It is time for freedom to ring. To have no big brother in the sky telling us what we can and cannot say.
Especially in medicine.
No more holds barred.
But rather hear all sides out and allow us agile thinkers to act on our own opinions.
We have been amazing before. At one time we were the best country in the world.
This is no longer true.
But on-going angry behavior confirms and completes this.
We can change.
We can heal.
The body can heal.
So can our country.
We don’t need to be the sagging, aging, worn out angry divided states anymore.
We can revive and thrive.
But it starts with each of us and how we interact.
And intend on healing of our whole.
All interactions count.
Even in this Substack.
Be gentle with yourself and all those your incarnation bumps you against.
Let’s be part of a new healing.
Let’s respect appreciation and graciousness.
Authenticity. Without surly entitlement.
Stop the shrill by stopping your own shrill.
Let’s stay educated on how to stay well and at peace, on “all” levels as we move through this muck and marvel together.
Dr. B.
The brutal rudeness that has seized the American public has got to be softened somehow. It's a huge job and not just a president can do it alone. Parents are important in this scenario and i think somehow they are lost as well. Something is wrong when they put their babies on Instagram for doing what babies do and think it's a big deal. One thing to love your child but another to expect praise/approval for everyday activity. In addition, I see toddlers telling off their parents with language and body postures that indicate they learned this way of being from their parents. Something is very wrong here, and I am clueless as to what to do. We need another Mr Rogers.
As for sushi!! I live close to a premier sushi place, and now i have to rethink that also!
I couldn't agree more and can't wait for the relaunch of your podcast. This truth needs to be shared!