My goodness.

Has it been that long since I've written a blogpost?  I feel like should be punished in some way for the reckless abandonment of such a enjoyable medium.  Nine months...yeesh.

CPS should come and thwack my fingers with a ruler or something.

Clearly I have chosen the Social Media approach to my thoughts.  Little blips drips and filtered synapse tidbits of thought parsed out evenly to the virtual masses of the ever changing mass of my socialnessosity.  Sigh...

At any rate, today was a day of days.  The planet was throttled by the horror of another tragic action of one, or maybe two, against the innocent which zeroes in on our hearts with such blistering accuracy that the empathy of loss is as palpable as if you did in fact just lose a loved one.

I can in no way truly understand the actual emotion and feeling of loss experienced by those who are going through the terror of the day's events.  However, as an Actor, an Artist and a Writer I am regularly asked to imagine such emotions and reactions.  We can debate for eons the difference between a manufactured emotion from one's psyche and personal history versus a realized one from an actual experience but pain is pain; unquantifiable and not easily weighed in the scales.  I only bring this up as a point to possibly credit my credentials in being able to address such a gut punch of a story that we're all experiencing in the aftermath of Connecticut's shooting.

I've watched the reactions and interviews, read the posts of rage, shock, condemnation and outrage.  I've assimilated the endless amounts of stats, graphs, graphics and numbers that seek to analyze, reflect and bring a sense of sense to this horrifying moment.  I've considered the calls of action and demands for legislation, wondered at the finger pointing and felt the warmth of compassionate words and expressions of love throughout the rectangle of my view to the world.

We all revert to our preferred state of reactivity in the wake of a wave such as this that shakes the core of our being.  In the past I would have been prone to react either irrationally or with fear and rage.  In recent times I've found myself to be more likely to allow the emotion of something so powerful as today to wash over and through me thereby allowing my perspective and comprehension of the event to not be so easily overturned.

That's not to discredit anyone's reaction.  What's yours is yours and God bless you for having it.

What strikes me most today are the cries out for the Why.  If I may be so bold as to say that it had nothing to do with this person or that gun or this law or that circumstance or perceived lack of security.  The cause runs deeper than the surface.  What we witnessed was a symptom.

That may not be the most popular thought in comparison to what is being posited today by the talking heads and all those that I know in my Universe but I'm not running for office or looking to win a popularity contest.

If you subscribe to or have the capacity to subscribe to the notion that we are all one, that we live in a Holographic Universe where we are all separate and connected at the same time; the unique piece of ourselves inexorably linked to all, then an event like today speaks not to an isolated sickness but a deep malady that exists within this planet that needs to be addressed.

I cannot speak for the rest of the world as I'm not well traveled at all.  For me, getting my scrawny tushy out to Santa Monica from West Hollywood is akin to getting on a plane to New Zealand for a three week journey.  I can speak for this Nation though as I feel innately tuned into it's overall health and ill-being. 

Today's outrage revolved around the despicable act done to innocent children.  So if we are so moved by such an act how can we condone the act that our country engages in on a regular basis?  How can we turn the other cheek when Drone Attacks in Pakistan authorized by us regularly murder innocent children?  How can we ignore or fail to investigate the murder of innocent children as collateral damage in our War Lust?  How can we not consider the numerous casualties of children being racked up as a result of our ally Israel taking its aggression out against its neighbor?  Have we forgotten the role this Nation played in the Fast & Furious campaign that resulted in the deaths of children while also piling up a list to the clouds of those that went missing as well?

All these actions are being condoned as reactions to something.  Whether you agree with them or not the fact remains that the number that squeezed your chest to tears today is being met consistently due to these reactions.  Energetically if you continue to engage in an action that responds in a specific way to either an action or thought that action will find its way back into your space in one form or another.  You can put whatever term or ism you want to that truth but a truth it is.

I am also regularly stunned by the amount of degradation I see of humanity in our entertainment these days.  Horror films that nonchalantly reach new heights of depravity are the quick buck to success.  Torture porn is looked upon as normal.  A game that puts the gamer in the eyes of a murderous soldier or assassin is snatched up by ravenous hordes the minute it's released in its plastic box.  Zombie and Vampire themes run rampant in all forms of entertainment media.  Mindless hordes that need to be brutally dispatched and blood sucking creatures that must murder to survive is the cause celebre of the day.

Look, I'm not calling for censorship or that these subjects should be disallowed in any way shape or form.  I'm just saying the fact that this is what's being reflected to or back to those that create and consume is symptomatic of a deep rooted need to maim and hurt.  It stems from a need to express anger, rage and hatred towards one another and that need is most certainly being met.  Ask yourself why you choose for this to be a part of your life if you do?  And even if you don't, on a subconscious level this energy is being perpetuated on such a grand scale that it would be impossible for you not to have it bounce off of your reality in some way.

I have to be ever so vigilant to deflect negative energy into my space.  Case in point as far as entertainment is concerned: Dexter.  Hey, thought the first season was okay but I don't need the story of a Serial Killer who justifies his own choices with his own lens of morality making it into my space.  I don't care how great 'The Walking Dead' show is or how great the comic books are, I don't want that Zombie crap in my space at all.  At All.  It conditions you whether by a percentage point or by a huge fraction it conditions you.

Music is so dark these days, riddled with Occult Themes and imagery.  I can't walk into a club that strictly plays popular music because I literally feel like throwing up after an hour of that vibration.  Again, if that's your thing God Bless you, but this is just another symptom that permeates the whole and twists the few.

I've also gone down many Rabbit Holes than I care to admit to and believe me when I say that the scope and scale of child abuse and sexual depravity in relation to children is beyond what you can possibly imagine and reaches down and up to the highest corners of our political and spiritual leadership.  If the world truly knew how awful and how deep this sickness went they would be knocked off their feet a million times over.

Despite all of this...it just is.  It is in this Now.  It can shift as expeditiously as hacking off the head of a drooling feet dragging zombie.

If you've been glued to the News or scrolling for hours on posts, this notwithstanding of course :), I would ask you to shut them off as soon as you can and sit with yourself.  Just be.  Ask yourself, What Now?  What am I bringing forth into the world going forward from this point in time?

If we go forth with an abundance of love in our hearts from this moment forward then we honor those who perished today.

If we take the cue of appreciating all that we have in our friends, families, loved ones and connections that we've made with each other over things, stuff and combative ideas...then the lives of those cherished few who were lost today in Connecticut and in truth all over the planet due to senseless violence were not in vain.

If we can love each other with a little extra as a result of a horrific event perhaps we can begin to learn to love each other with a little extra as a result of nothing but the desire to do so.

As for today...

A law will not cut out the cause.

A wall will not radiate the fear.

A vengeful act will not poison the possibility.

It begins and ends with you.  The circle of love, the frequency of light that has the potential to radiate from your center can in no way allow an act such as this into your world.

The stranger you meet tomorrow with joy in your heart will feel that and that is how you can affect change.

The blessing of all tragedies is the pause it gives us to consider ourselves.

So I would say to you: Take this pause to infuse your moments going forward with a way of being that is in alignment with the highest expression of yourself.

The sooner we get to a place where the majority of our lives are being lived in that space then there will no longer be a need for reminders.

With Love,

Issac