I am a huge advocate of love, compassion, and peace. I want nothing more than that for every human, and every non-human, living in this and all worlds. AND there comes a time when far too many good, kind people
Real Compassion

I am a huge advocate of love, compassion, and peace. I want nothing more than that for every human, and every non-human, living in this and all worlds. AND there comes a time when far too many good, kind people
The rusted funnel of my consciousness wanders among the clouds of mid-morning’s knowing, and only the butterfly understands the tunnel of lightness that has opened, that has swallowed me whole, resisting nothing, saying nothing, holding only the knowledge of trust
While I’m hardly naive enough to see the sickening happenings in my country as new, I am truly shocked to see how much heartlessness, greed, and self-righteousness has been given voice. Greed over caring for each other. Hostile intolerance over
I am sitting here on the ground surrounded by remnants of frayed rope. Hemp rope, rough and scratchy. My hands are red and burned, and my body is bruised. But the pain in my body is small right now, when
I am thankful and optimistic that my social media feed is filled with strong and compassionate views about making change in this country. I am so grateful to find myself surrounded in community that truly wants to move toward PEACE
When I was about five years old, I received a very special gift from my mother’s father, my grandfather: a small turquoise and silver ring. I can’t remember the occasion for the gift, or any specific circumstances around receiving it,
In this country of great wealth and luxury, we tend to prefer an inebriated state of numbness, ignorance, distraction, and apathy to *actually* having to face things that are horrific. Build a wall around the heart, be unwilling to feel