Some Less Visible Global Signs That Should Boost Our Optimism
Fear in Disguise of a Pessimism
Some optimists use that attitude as a coping strategy---just like that dude who likes turning everything into a joke. Others use it as a tool of their spirituality. But both of them, each in their own way maintain a faith in good outcomes while trusting that they will always have some choice.
On the other hand we have pessimists who are basically committing a psychological suicide-by-installments, while also trying to inspire others to do the same, as if saying: "I am going down, but taking with me as many as I can".
I don't know why they always remind me of those kids in my childhood who lacked confidence to join the game so they did their best to spoil it to the others.
Pessimists may call themselves "realists", not realizing that their realism is greatly generated by their deep seated fearful mentality---similar to those of cynics, skeptics, and those who are intellectually expressing it as a pronounced criticism.
Unfortunately, as "misery is always looking for a company", it happens to be much more contagious than an optimistic attitude. Maybe due to the fact that fear is easier to trigger than love---while it is so close to our basic survival instinct, always on the watch for a possible threat.
However, when that mechanism gets overused, it gains a mind of its own, tending to see a threat in just about anything; hence this widespread wave of pessimism in the world, so smartly abused by political and religious propagators and by their main tool, the media.
What follows in this article is not a "blind optimism", although ironically, even if it was the case, it would be, by far, more beneficial to everyone's mental health than a "realistic pessimism".
Optimism Is a Model of Vibrational Finctioning
"Everything is vibrating" - seems to be the mantra of new physics and many of its ambitious spin-offs in various modalities of alternative medicine, some new, some ancient. While I certainly won't get caught trying to steal the podium of an expert in these matters - hey, no one knows exactly what electricity is, and look how everyone is using it.
Likewise, day after day for many years it's been on my mind every time I meditate, or do my qigong practice, or my "alpha training" consisting of my willfully ignited waves of blissfulness all over my personal space.
All these practices require that I experience myself on that tiniest-of-tiniest levels of existence, that is - as a bundle of dynamic energies and subatomic particles orchestrating life in me with all those different vibrational frequencies. At that level, my pronounced positive emotions are to be the "main spice to that quantum soup" imposing a harmonious order in it.
Then it spreads to my wakeful and ordinary "mood" - spelling an unwavering optimism. To me, optimism is more than an attitude, it's the token of my friendship to every cell of my body which needs an emotionality of positivism in order to function normally.
I just don't have a heart to betray this life in me by succumbing to suggestive signals of alarmism coming from the society and the world. This much I owe to that baby that I used to be - who just wanted to live, to be happy, to love, and to grow. If that is defining me as a dreamer - so be it.
Is Mother Earth Giving a Vibrational Boost to Our Evolving?
Well, you know the definition: an optimist sees the glass half-full, and a pessimist sees it as half-empty, and both are right, with the only difference of the feeling resulting from such assessment. One of my life's mottos matches the title of an old movie : "What's so bad about feeling good?"
Tomorrow I'll be turning 72, and my optimism is not merely about living to be 73, but living to witness some major beautiful changes in this world that we all share. So, what are some of the signs that I see suggesting a faith in good outcomes in this world that seems to be "at a brink of self-destruction" in the eye of my friends pessimists?
First, let's get back for a moment to those vibrational frequencies; this time not about my own, but this planet's. Some of you may have heard about the "Schumann's frequency" of about 7 Hz, which is the measured vibration of the earth and our atmosphere.
Coincidently, it also happens to be that optimal brain wave "alpha" which feels like a relaxed alertness and a state of creativeness. Strange, isn't it---that we are at our mental best when we resonate with the mother earth.
I am not quite sure, but I think those were the scientists of the Russian Cosmic Observation Program who routinely measured the earth's frequency back in 2014, to get a surprise of a higher reading of 8 Hz with spikes of up to16 Hz.
Now, how does that interest us? It's huge, my friends, because everything on the surface of the earth gets affected by its frequency, and so scientists are telling us that our very DNA is getting affected making us evolve into a higher stage of consciousness.
As if I can hear you protesting such statement by pointing at this "everything-but-evolving" situation with our humankind. O.K., let us not jump the gun so quickly. There is something like transitory phase between two developmental stages, and it rarely looks nice.
Beneficial Growing Pains of Mankind
Remember your teenage years? That chaotic if not crazy time when our nature was shaking off our childhood preparing us for adulthood. It was that time when we rebelliously thought how "we knew everything", and we resented "being treated as 5 year olds" - while our hormones were having a wild party in our bodies and minds.
I just love fractals and holograms and analogies, so here I go again seeing chaos in this world as something promising---like mankind's "adulthood" after a messy history of becoming.
And chaos it certainly is, or like it's called "crisis" in medicine, or "healing crisis" during body's detoxing itself. It's the stage of a change where the old hasn't left, and the new hasn't come yet. In medicine, it's often about the inner struggle of immune system against a pathogen.
Translated from these metaphors, that pathogen is the violent extremism, and de-personalizing influx of migrants. Are they a "threat"? Here we are facing the definition with half-full and half-empty glass again, for they could also be understood as a catalyst necessary to speed up the process of the mankind's outgrowing its old illusions.
Let's get to yet another metaphor---a setup of a group therapy. That's where all unconscious emotional demons are allowed to surface and be exposed to the light of an adult assessment, after being locked in a prison of child's reasoning for too long.
Is it a painful process? Damn right it is, for no one wants to face their emotional ugliness that's tormenting them unconsciously and running their show. So, when we look at the very texture of global pains, they are "growing" pains---not a prelude to a global self-destruction, as our friends pessimists would want us to believe.
Why not see all the turmoil of the world as a liberating scream of a tired human soul eager to shake off everything that resembles the historically long global soap opera.
Humans Were Created to Prevail
Really, folks, what's the purpose of spreading that vision of a pessimistic scenario? Could we start refusing to be duped into pessimism by those in whose interest it is to make us spiritually damaged, so that we can serve their sickening ambitions and careerism?
Just the other day I was watching a video of the life on African safari. To my great delight I saw a bunch of water buffalos attack a pride of lions, those same beasts on whose menu they were by the food chain of safari. With their powerful horns they were throwing those lions up in the air like some rug dolls and killing some that didn't bother escaping.
Now, I am not saying that we should go nuts and literally attack those handful of the world's manipulators, but we should certainly snap out of their hypnotic spell and stop playing victims of their clever games.
While an untold number of species have gone extinct, mankind have survived untold calamities---famines, pandemics, natural disasters, and wars, and look---we are still around.
Why not play cheer-leaders for a change, giving our species another chance to defeat all boogie-men, those real and those only imagined---rather than cry in advance on our mass funeral?
Also, could we find enough spirit left in our hearts to defy all those dark predictions of our holy books, showing our gods what metal we are really made of?
May peace be with all of you optimistic souls who dare to believe in our predestination of some avatars capable of creating our personal and global Shangri-La, or Eden for some of you.