“Everybody, I love you, I do” sang David Crosby in Crosby, Stills, Nash (and Young?). Joan Baez started her autobiography with “Dear reader, I love you” or something like in the 1960’s. It was a naïveté of the times. Perhaps it was said through drug-induced haze, at least in the case of Crosby, though not so much Baez. Remember “If you’re going to San Francisco”? The song says, “all across the nation/there’s a new vibration”. Maybe because I was 8 or 9 years old at the time, but I really believed all that stuff — and I still do. I love the idea that you can send love, happiness, peace, joy into the ether and it creates a better place to live — a better environment for people to grow in.
I’m well aware that shortly after all of this came “Dirty Harry” and a whole bunch of serial killers in real life. I’m well aware that all kinds of weird people manipulated “free love” for their own benefit. I’m also aware that a few years ago, there was a movement in England on the internet that said “We are not afraid”, to which terrorists responded with increasing bomb attacks. What that means is that the evil parts of the universe answer back with, “Oh, yeah?!” and try to stamp out the hope, love, and joy because they want us back in line, afraid of them — and sometimes, we probably should be afraid of them, because they really are evil and capable of all kinds of things. But back in line scared, like a huddled mass, afraid to upset them? No. What they are doing is wrong, and spreading hope, joy, and love with it’s resulting peace is right.
“They” can be actual serial killers, child molesters, the local bully or what-have-you or they can be the “military/industrial complex”, the bank that stole your life savings, racism, sexism, homophobia, classism or the government that chose death over life in its budget or Al-Qaeda.
When we send love into the universe through our actions, words, smiles, joy and happiness we are not wrong for doing so. “They” are wrong for enforcing terror, fear, cruelty, etc.
I saw a show on-line yesterday about narcissism and navel-gazing and the internet and society. The idea was that the internet was all about “me, me, me” and shallowness and how it’s a reflection of today’s society. I wanted to respond here.
When I write this blog, more often than not, I try to write a love letter to the universe, or humanity, or society. I try to uplift people, bring them hope, speak of the good things that are or could be. There are days and blogs where I am so distraught because of the difference between who we could be and who we are, certainly, but even those start with hope — hope dashed, but hope nonetheless.
So, dear reader, before I go off to work, bringing communion to crazy/depressed people, I just want to say that “everybody, I love you” and I hope it comes back or spreads out into the world. You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. And hopefully, neither are you.