From the Editor

    Tim Gilmer writes about when he was first injured, the process of adaption and change was short-circuited by resentment and anger. This anger, his beast within, tried to commandeer his newly injured body and mind. He remembers writing angry poems, blaming God for his paralysis, blaming his surgeon for not doing anything about it, blaming Wall Street for all the greed in the world, blaming the older generation for war and poverty, blaming the “Establishment” for caring only about the status quo, blaming Madison Avenue for creating a nation of mindless consumers, and on and on. Wherever he turned it was easier to assign blame. The Inner Beast had taken control.
He first turned to alcohol, drinking himself into an unconscious state, then he moved on to drugs that gave him a new high or low – anything to escape who he was.
This inner beast feeds on the carcass of hope. When hope dies, resentment floods in on the heels of depression and wastes no time in evolving into full-blown anger. I feel like this is where our society is politically. Everyone is feeling hopeless, and allowing their Inner Beast to fling blame around willy-nilly, and almost always surrounded by this rage.
I think its time we cage up the beast. You can’t sedate him with drugs or alcohol. The anger points fingers, is disruptive, and shouts down the voices of others. But as a community we need to mature to progress. Let’s allow hope to return, it can lead to gratefulness, then love. Look for the things that can bring back that hope…a walk in the forest? Worshipping in your chosen manner? Cuddling by the fire with a loved one. Maybe you find it in song, studies show singing helps! By finding the hope again, life comes a little easier now. Then perhaps we can solve issues without placing blame or taking sides. We can move forward towards change and solutions. We can live each day a little more peaceful and content.
Even though we tame our inner beast, once in a while we may have to take off the chains. We still need to fight for services that help people, work hard for peace, protect the children, and help our own community grow.

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Vicki Leeper