Can love trump fear? Eric Clapton and others show it can.
His powerful lyrics” it’s got to stop after experiencing a profound reaction to the C-vaccine caused him to speak out – rather sing out. “I can’t move my hands, I break out in sweat. I wanna cry, can’t take it anymore.”
He showed courage. As did all the people who protested against mandates.
This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer
It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door
I knew that somethin’ was goin’ on wrong
When you started layin’ down the law
I can’t move my hands, I break out in sweat
I wanna cry, can’t take it anymore
This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer
It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door
I’ve been around long, long time
Seen it all, and I’m used to being free
I know who I am, try to do what’s right
So lock me up and throw away the key
This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer
It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door
Thinkin’ of my kids, what’s left for them
And then what’s comin’ down the road
The light in the tunnel could be the southbound train
Lord, please help them with their load
This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer
It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door
This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer
It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door
This door
This door
This door
Break down this door
This door
This door
This door
Break down this door
Source: Musixmatch
Oprah Winfrey once said she wanted to prove she could live fearlessly. She’s done an amazing job, rising above her traumatic past and empowering others.
As British medium Amanda Ellis references, fear-porn is everywhere. “Fear porn” refers to exaggerated or sensationalized information or media that is designed to provoke fear, anxiety, or panic.
The term is often used critically to describe news stories, social media posts, or content that emphasizes worst-case scenarios, often for the purpose of attracting attention, driving engagement, or influencing opinions. It implies an over-the-top, manipulative approach that capitalizes on people’s fears rather than providing balanced or factual information.
Why call it porn? Because it’s addictive. Like vaping and alcohol and drugs and doomsday scrolling—the modern disease epidemic of mind-numbing, conscious reducing distractions.
“Love more loudly”, encourages British astrologer Pam Gregory. “Drown out the noise.”
True love.
Truth?
What is truth anyway?
True is what is true for you, and again as Eric Clapton writes, “I know who I am, try to do what’s right.”
My truth is not the story others are peddling or stagnating in. Let them, as Mel Robbins suggests in her book of the same name. Let them have their truth—as long as they don’t impinge on my freedoms. You do you thing, and I’ll do mine.
They want to believe in Jehovah? Let them. They want to shout and poke their tongues out and do their war dance. Let them.
And let me live with love, and let you live your life with love too. This may involve learning a magical word—“NO!”
My loves are my passions and I keep them close to me:
beauty
love
joy
positivity
truth
freedom
nature
peace
Just now I saw Kiri the wood pigeon we rescued a couple of Christmases ago flyby. Yesterday Laurie rescued a female weta wedged in a hose fitting. Some people fear birds and insects. And some people love them to bits.
We’re all different. And that’s where love begins. In letting people be.
I’m thinking of these things feeling my way through these threads, prompted in part by how readily a fear narrative gains traction. For example, The “warrior woman/child, now an MP in parliament ripping up a proposed treaty bill to restore equal rights independent of race.
Pam Gregory one of my favourite astrologers lead a chorus of cheerleading, thinking it was about a disadvantaged woman standing against the old order, rather than a minority group who “colonised” New Zealand first, and retell a story claiming they suffered a holocaust.
There is no doubt many suffered during the history of New Zealand, just as many suffer throughout the world when people want what you have. But much has been done in New Zealand to address the wrongs that occured nearly two centuries ago, and much has happened in the last 5 years to take more, and more, and more back—to create a land of separatism, not unity. The failed Maori Health Authority is just one of many examples of race-based division that is failing so many New Zealanders. The narrative, for a minority now is one of victimisation and oppression.
Lyrics
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can’t my dream come true
Oh why
There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why won’t that sun appear
We’re lost in a cloud
With too much rain
We’re trapped in a world
That’s troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly
Deep in my heart there’s a trembling question
Still I am sure that the answer, answer’s gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, there’s a beckoning candle, yeah
And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream
Oh, please let my dream
Come true
Right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Walter Earl Brown
If I Can Dream lyrics © Concord Music Publishing LLC, Raleigh Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Pam Gregory’s words, “Love more loudly,” resonate as both a plea and a challenge. In a world consumed by fear, war, and terror, her call reminds us of our incredible capacity to choose love as our loudest response. It’s about rising above the noise of negativity and embodying a force that uplifts, heals, and unites.
But how do we do it? How do we “love more loudly” when the world feels so heavy? I’ve been sitting with this question and came up with practical ways to turn this sentiment into action. Let me share some ideas with you.
Words are powerful. Use them to spread love—loudly and unapologetically. Compliment a stranger, tell your loved ones you appreciate them, or leave uplifting comments on someone’s social media post. Imagine what would happen if every kind word created a ripple of joy that traveled further than we could see.
Actions amplify words. Small acts of kindness—like helping a neighbor, donating to a cause you believe in, or surprising a friend with a thoughtful gesture—create an undeniable wave of love. Even holding the door open or smiling at someone can make a difference. Let love be the intention behind your actions.
This one’s personal. Be the love you wish to see in the world. Practice self-love and compassion. Meditate, journal, or spend time in nature to keep your own heart open and your spirit resilient. When you operate from a place of self-love, your energy inspires others to do the same.
Social media can be a powerful tool. Use it to share messages of hope, inspiration, and positivity. Share stories of people helping others, beautiful moments of humanity, or even your own reflections on how you’re learning to love more loudly. Let’s drown out the noise of fear with a flood of love-filled content.
When faced with conflict, disagreement, or frustration, take a deep breath and choose love. Respond with kindness instead of anger, empathy instead of judgment, and patience instead of irritation. It’s not always easy, but it’s always worth it.
Whether it’s art, music, writing, or cooking, pour love into your creative pursuits. Share your creations with others—they’re extensions of your heart. Creativity is a universal language that connects us all.
Love is The Answer, SOLD.
The planet needs our love too. Plant a tree, reduce your waste, or spend time appreciating the beauty of nature. When we care for the earth, we honor the love that sustains all life. Everytime I sell a painting, for example, I plant a tree.
Get involved in your community. Volunteer, mentor, or participate in initiatives that make a positive impact. When we come together to create solutions, we amplify love on a larger scale.
The noise of fear and terror thrives on division and despair, but love is louder. Love unites. Love heals. Let’s make it impossible for hate to drown out love by choosing to love more loudly, every single day.
A fun and creative way to create more love is by creating empowering stories. I hope you enjoy this fairy tale, inspired by the oracle card I drew today, Five of Cups Michelle Knight-Waite
The Tale of Seraphina and the Forgotten Chalice
the maiden of sorrow became the queen of light, her wings a beacon for all who sought to heal and rise again
In a land where stars kissed the hills and rivers murmured secrets to the skies, there lived a maiden named Seraphina. Her heart, though kind and tender, carried a shadow of sorrow. She was known for her butterfly wings—magnificent and golden—that shimmered like dawn’s first light. Yet, despite their beauty, Seraphina rarely flew, weighed down by grief that tethered her to the ground.
One fateful evening, while wandering through the emerald meadows, Seraphina stumbled upon an ancient chalice lying amidst wildflowers. It sparkled with a golden glow, yet it stood overturned, its contents spilled into the earth. Around it lay four other chalices, broken and battered, their once-bright surfaces dulled by time.
As she gazed upon the forgotten cups, a voice as soft as moonlight spoke. “Seraphina, why do you linger in sorrow?” It was the Star-Queen, descending from the heavens in a gown woven from galaxies. “These chalices are your story.”
Seraphina knelt, her butterfly wings trembling. “What story? My heart knows only loss.”
The Star-Queen gestured to the broken cups. “Each represents pain you have endured. But look closer.”
Seraphina peered at the chalices. In the smallest cracks of the broken cups, tiny seedlings had sprouted—vivid greens and delicate blossoms, fed by the spilled waters of the past. The standing chalice, gleaming and upright, was empty but untouched.
“You see,” the Star-Queen continued, “from every sorrow, something new blooms. And though much was lost, one cup remains whole—a vessel for hope.”
Tears fell from Seraphina’s eyes as she realized her pain had not been in vain. The Star-Queen touched her wings gently, and they began to glow brighter than ever before.
“The chalice is yours to fill,” the Star-Queen said. “Your journey begins anew.”
With newfound courage, Seraphina lifted the unbroken chalice and took to the skies, her golden wings carrying her higher than she had ever flown. As she soared, she felt the weight of sorrow melt into the winds. Below, the meadows she had wandered began to bloom with life—fields of flowers spilling across the horizon.
From that day on, Seraphina was known as the Butterfly Keeper, the one who carried a chalice of hope and reminded the world that even in brokenness, beauty could grow.
And so, the maiden of sorrow became the queen of light, her wings a beacon for all who sought to heal and rise again.
The stars, watching her ascent, whispered, “Even from fallen cups, the nectar of life may flow.”
*** THE END ***
I’ll leave you with a question that I’m carrying with me: What’s one way you can love more loudly today? Let’s inspire each other in the comments.
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