We find our rhythm, our balance and our stride, and step into each situation as it arises, see what's what and what needs to be done about it and do what can be done with the gifts we bring to the moment, and let that be that. Reading the moment and responding to it in ways appropriate to the occasion is all that is asked of us ever. One moment at a time. This is not too hard. Babies do it. Small children do it. Jesus did it. We can do it. Begin with the next moment that comes along.
Greed is the source of all our problems. Wanting what we have no business having. Having more than we know what to do with. Capitalism is greed gone amok. Here we are. Now what? We could do worse than seeking out the right kind of emptiness, the right kind of stillness, the right kind of silence, and waiting for something to stir to life within to offer the right kind of realization and the right kind of direction to lead us to the right kind of life. Nothing changes until we do. We have always wanted things to be better with nothing being different. How different are we willing to be? How different can we be? We live to find out. By taking up the practice of the right kind of emptiness, the right kind of stillness, the right kind of silence. Our guides along the way are balance and harmony, sincerity, integrity, spontaneity, energy, spirit and vitality. Keeping an eye in these eight guides and living consciously between the contradictions/polarities of our life puts us at "the still point of the turning world" (T.S. Eliot) between the Yin and Yang of existence, where we do the work of bringing life to life in each situation as it arises in service to the true good of the whole-- with no idea of merit, gain, advantage, reward. Which makes no sense until we begin to do it, in a "thinking follows action" kind of way. Nobody can tell us what to do, or even how to know what the right kind of emptiness, stillness and silence is. Everything waits for us to open ourselves to what is waiting. Which makes no sense until we do it as though it matters what we do and how we do it.
My last name has nothing to do with currency. It is the Americanization of the Scottish word "Dolor," which sounds a lot like "Dolla," and came about (As I imagine it) when my ancestors as immigrants to the New World grew tired of being shamed for not knowing how to spell their name, said something on the order of "What the hell?" and adopted "dollaR" as their own. "Dolor" means pain, suffering, grief, loss and sorrow, and goes back to the suicide of a princess of Campbell Castle over a lost love. In commemoration of her death, the glen around the castle became known as Dolor/Dollar Glen, and my male ancestors became known as "A man of Dolor." As "a man of Dolor," I have an intimate connection with the Suffering Servant of Isiah, who was "a man of sorrow, acquainted with grief," and, as such, I can tell you that the key to dealing with grief, loss and sorrow is to not carry it around with you. Grieve what is to be grieved and be done with it. Get up and get back in the game. Let come what's coming, and let go what's going, in order to be ready to do what needs to be done in each situation as it arises, no matter what has gone on before. Rise and get back in the game, back in the moment that is to be lived, even now, even yet, even so, doing what needs to be done the way it needs to be done, no matter what. We take our cue for living from the circumstances in which we live, here and now, in each situation as it flows, moves, develops, transforms into the next situation throughout each day. We dance with the moment, with its contradictions and conflicts, moment to moment. in a "Here we are, now what?" kind of way, not letting our losses stop us, or even slow us down.