trust the chaos

this afternoon i was mourning what i felt was the beginning of the complete undoing of our camp/us. the young, most vital contingent seemed to be pulling out and away from the group. the young people were breaking down one tent after another, to move along to the satellite camp at pancho villa. i sat in my tent and cried, because this pulling up of stakes by the young was veritable proof of failure to put into motion the ideals by which we want to build something new.

if the young separate out from the collective, the social experiment of our intentional movement is failing. we would miss the greatest lesson of the reason for encampment, a reprogramming of our cultural values and mores ... the vital lesson that every being is valuable and that we must learn to live together harmoniously, with each member contributing to the effect of the whole. if this mass exodus takes place, it means we have failed to learn to listen. in short, we have not learned how to communicate honestly and openly to resolve interpersonal issues and synthesize the diverse voices into a collective directive.

if we can't work as a diverse group, across inter-generational, racial, economic, political (partisan) and religious differences, if we can't learn to communicate honestly, and learn to speak effectively, and truly listen to each other, to arrive at a collective synthesis to address the issues of the group and difficulties within this micro community, there will be no hope for us to take our movement out into the larger community, or the world at large. to change the broken systems of our world, we must accomplish this across the globe, from town, to city, to states, and nations.

if we can't air our singular voices as a diverse collective and then unite through this conversation, at the most micro level, then how will we arrive at a new and effective form of action? how will we arrive at very real solutions to our problems?

my mantra remains: trust the chaos, there is entropy, and then, new patterns emerge.