Mercury Rx is a time when we are asked to reflect more deeply on ongoing, unresolved issues.

Here’s one personal story of such an occasion when I actually manAged to rise to the occasion:

I had been working all morning to try to figure out what’s going on with both my MacBook Air and Ipad. Too much trouble to try to explain it all here, but the issue has been ongoing for weeks, and mostly has to do with log-ins to email accounts. More and more “security” seemed to be required, with probably an extra hour per day spent going through more and more new steps required, and then the new email pw I had just put in wouldn’t work anyhow, and/or, I’d be told that I’d tried to log in too often, and need to wait a few hours to do it again, etc. etc. And all that was before Mercury turned Rx on April 21.

Since then, of course, the weird goings-on have increased, to the point where this morning, I still couldn’t even log in to the computer, and nor would email work on the ipad.

Okay, time to call apple support. And the woman who spoke with me was wonderful, even though she couldn’t get the screenshare to work, and talked me through it instead. Not that I could really explain what was going on. You should see the notebook where I keep all my logins with passwords — so many crossings out, references to new logins that I make sure are dated, on and on.

Well (and this part of the tale is decidedly atypical for Mercury Rx), she said, let’s put the computer aside and begin with the ipad: change your four letter pass code to it. She showed me how. So I did. And, voila! all of a sudden, I could log in to the computer, and both logins for emails worked without a hitch there, no security questions with certifications to be sent via text. no “you’re tried too often,” etc. HUH? that, magically, was all it took for most of my problems to dissolve. (Still need to get gmail to work on ipad.)

Grateful.

Oh yeah, and before that all happened, I actually took it upon myself to figure out how to add an app to the ipad. (I have relied on friends to do such things for me, thinking I’m just too damn old to learn). The app was for Telegram which is one of my very favorite news sources. It had stopped working three weeks ago. Okay! I got the sudden brilliant idea to first uninstall it and then install it again, by searching for “how to install and uninstall apps?” DUH! Easy. So Mercury Rx is helping me learn that I can still learn. Thank you Mercury Rx!

Here’s a meme from my newly re installed Telegram. From BioClandestine, one of my favorites.

I, for one, haven’t given up pushing, especially against my own self-administered blocks. YES!

I spoke with my brother-in-law John last night, and he tells me that the shadow-side of RFK Jr., as pointed out by 2nd Smartest Guy in the World, and which I posted without thinking to look further (mea culpa), is something that RFK Jr. has actually admitted publically: sex addiction (echoing his uncles and grandfather, and with notebooks to prove it)), and alcohol and drug addiction. John claims that RFK Jr. admits that he was even addicted to heroin for awhile, and has spoken in public about laying in bed at night full of shame.

I’ve asked John to send me urls to back up his claims of RFK Jr.’s confessions, and he hasn’t yet done so, but I do want to issue a mea culpa here even so. How many of us actually come right out and confessed our shadow-sides? Furthermore who among us does not have one? It may be that growing up Catholic helps us air our dirty laundry — we’re so used to “going to confession.”

So yes, I do consider myself a “Kennedy Democrat,” and it feels damn good to return to my roots. Hmmm . . . might it be that Kennedy and Trump could team up for the presidency? It would require that Trump apologize for taking the Pfizer bribe rather than following through with appointing Kennedy for a commission to investigate vaccines . . .  but: Trump’s not one to apologize for anything. His ego IS his shadow.

Meanwhile, you might want to pay attention to this reflective essay, by the much esteemed public intellectual, Victor Davis Hanson.

Do We Even Know We’re All Socialists Now?

It concludes:

So which is more real? BioClandestine’s hopeful meme, or Hanson’s devastating analysis.

I suggest we’re somewhere in between. Just as we’re all “in-between” our own light and our own shadow. And the more we can remain there, “Healing the Divide” by objectively observing both without identifying with either one, the more we will be moved to weather the coming storms. In other words, our ability, to absorb and work with with paradox, might just be the key to the unity we all long for, no matter who we think we are.