Hawthorn Hill Journal by Richard deRosa

Winter Musings: Where Are We Headed?

Making sense of things these days has become very difficult. Up here on the hill, we go about our daily winter routines because we must and because not attending to things makes little sense. In fact, tending to chores helps keep the world out there at bay, if only for just a little while.

I used to think that the older I got the easier it would be to figure things out. That has not been the case. I understand that evil exists in the world. I understand that greed and avarice cause even some basically good people to do horrible things. Nothing has ever surprised me, be it a physical altercation between two people or fraudulent behavior by someone trusted to act otherwise. I am not naive. But for most of my time on the planet, individuals and governments have been able to keep our darkest angels at bay. For most of the time, despite explosions of various kinds here and there, we have been able to live in the light, to know that we are safe. That does not seem to be the case anymore.