Longing for Collective Abundance, #365StrongStories 38

Yearning for Collective Abunandance. #365StrongStories by marisa goudyOn the drive to Sunday School I count the cars in the local restaurant parking lot. It’s a nice place with creative food, but there are rarely more than one or two cars. The hand scrawled “Brunch” sign looks more forlorn each week. Or maybe it’s just me. They stay open after all.

It’s just that I feel the emptiness of that restaurant echo through my body. Somehow I take it personally even though I haven’t been there in over two years.

Is it empathy? A sense of community spirit? The fraternity of entrepreneurship?

Or is it just plain old fear?

The talking heads are saying that the presidential race is so downright weird because citizens are afraid and angry about the country’s economic situation. It seems like people are giving Trump a chance because they want to be associated with wealth and winning. But it’s crazy to think that his success will rub off on the population at large, right?

Is it any crazier than feeling like the brunch crowd at restaurant I barely go to has any impact on my own life and business?

I can’t say anything on behalf of anyone who would rally around a message of exclusion and hate just for the sake of a billionaire who exudes money. But I do understand the human longing for shared prosperity, collective good, and comforting signs of that we live in an abundant world.