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  • Writer's pictureErnest Robin Dover

I feel an unusual excitement about writing tonight. Let me begin by saying thank you to those who have recently signed up for Dover’s Blog. Also, I thank all of you for taking the time to read anything I write. It’s an honor to me that you would choose to spend your time – part of your life – allowing me to vicariously step into your life and unabashedly influence you. Words are magic. They are mystical. Writers write for many reasons. Tonight, I write specifically to move you in some small way. And if I get into your zone – right or wrong – then I’ll do that. This excitement I feel about writing tonight is unusual in a way – because I am exhausted. But I couldn’t – wouldn’t – allow this day to pass without writing to you. I’m going to meander a bit. I think because I am so tired, it may seem more fragmented to me than it will to you. Either way, I’m sharing with you. I’m reaching out – because I need to connect. Tomorrow is Ground Hog Day. It’s arguably my favorite day of the year. Okay. That’s probably an overstatement. I exaggerate for effect. I learned from an old biology teacher in high school that to exaggerate for effect helped him to connect with his students. I hope it helps you connect with me and me to connect with you. Because that’s one of the primary as well as primal objectives of why I write – to connect with you. To connect with God. To flow into the cosmic universe around me and within me and – connect. One of the reasons we are all here on this Earth is to learn the lesson of relationships. That happens through connecting. It brings all the fragments of our subconscious and of those hidden emotions dwelling in our hearts together. Into a Sacred Synthesis. And it’s Ground Hog Day – again. And we get to practice over and over again – until we get it. Okay. I know this blog has meandered a bit. I warned you about that. I’m exhausted. But I couldn’t do without reaching out to connect with each and every one of you. Because – we are all connected.

  • Writer's pictureErnest Robin Dover

So much has happened since I posted my first blog on New Year’s Day. And we thought 2021 would be a substantially better year… immediately. Right? I won’t make a list of current events. You already know. I’ll be open with you regarding my approach to life in general: I lean more toward being an optimist. I know. I know. You may ask how is that even possible considering what the world has been through over the last 20 years. 9/11 certainly changed all of us – around the world – no one exempt. Not only world events… but each of us has experienced our own personal traumas and crises, too. Onward we go…

I fight an internal battle with pessimism. I know you don’t blame me. My compromise in coping with this inner struggle is attempting to blend my brand of optimism with a bit of pessimism… which probably makes me something of a realist. But no matter what, I’m still going to sway toward the optimism. I do this for myself. To maintain a degree of sanity in this world we all live in with a history of everything good and bad happening since the dawn of time. “Let go – Let God.” I find myself repeating this in my mind on certain days which weigh especially heavy on me. And then I remember… it’s time to let go and to let God. And then I have to stop repeating this to myself and get on with living with an eye single to going with the flow. I feel God, the Universe and my soul want me to do this. And so do I. I want to live life with just enough faith that I feel hope manifesting. Faith in the people around me, my family and friends – in other words – my loved ones. I also do everything I can every day to treat the stranger who approaches me as my loved one. Well… there are those days when I’d rather just stay at home. With my familiars. But the sun rises, I take a deep breath and out into the open arms of the unknown I go. I continue my journey through this thing called life. And I embrace the mystery.

  • Writer's pictureErnest Robin Dover

I remember the excitement I felt when 2019 went away… and yet I also felt something churning in my gut regarding 2020. The signs told all of us soon enough that 2020 wasn’t going to be the beginning of a decade focused on clear, blue skies, peace, love and good-happiness stuff. But it would certainly be the beginning of a decade of alternative clarity…

Here is an excerpt from a novel I started writing twenty-six years ago. “The historic year of 2020 stormed in like a raping intruder. Dragging pillage and cruel abandon in its wake. The world trembled in an abject state of poverty, and ruin. The Earth suffered a worldwide demolition exercise through natural geodynamic and meteorological devastation. The years of countless underground nuclear testing, mining the earth to a state of ridiculous depletion, accelerating continental drift and irritating the natural process of plate tectonics, provided an ideal condition for critical mass… a milestone in the culmination of forces of overt sabotage at work, savagely set against the progressive devolution of society. The Earth screamed an accusation of cruelty and unnatural judgment against the Gods of War and Grief.”

This excerpt is from The Mind of God, originally intended to be a simple dystopian novel which I eventually decided to turn into a trilogy… expanding, editing and building out new scenes and expanding the overall depth of the characters. The Mind of God, I hope, will see publication by the end of 2021.

When I read this unedited excerpt earlier this year, it immediately placed my attention in a stranglehold. I sat in silence, mouth hanging open and re-read the excerpt. And I shook my head. It blew me away to see the pandemic going on in the world around us in 2020… literally as well as figuratively.

I’ll end this blog, for now, by saying Happy New Year in 2021. May it be a healthier, happier, safer and more prosperous year for all of us. Perspective is so important. Let us move away from fear and allow love to guide our steps. Let’s lift one another in more ways than one. Be creative. Be patient. Be intuitive. We’re all in this together. Really. We are one.

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