Yesterday morning I wrote my Monday morning post but ran into an issue with my connection and ended up losing all but a short paragraph. As my writing (especially Monday's meditative post) is mostly a way to focus my own thoughts and is as much medication as meditation, I decided not to re-write it and just went on with my day.
This morning is cool and foggy and it might be a little while before I can get back to working on the back flowerbed. The work isn't going anywhere and will be there waiting for me.
The sun is starting to appear over the morning fog and should clear things off in time. For now, I am going to enjoy my coffee and quiet time. Even though we haven't had rain in a while, the cool evenings and damp mornings have been good for the fall plants and those that (like me) are still clinging to summer.
Although the mornings on the deck are quiet and therapeutic, there is still much frustration from the political landscape in the US. It is sometimes difficult to celebrate the beauty of the season while knowing others are literally fighting for their rights to live in peace. I am disgusted by the people that are willing to sit by and ignore the atrocious things that are going on in our country. There is no context and no justification for our own military -- National Guard nor active duty -- to be taking action against our own citizens as if they are the enemy.
Ugh!
It is probably good that I feel this frustration and anger. I hate that it disrupts the calm of my morning and I am at a loss as to what I can do about it. I believe there are only a few that read Out of My Hat that would disagree with me, so even writing to point out the truth of what is happening seems like a waste of time. Pulling weeds and planting flowers might bring some peace and control into my little world, but it doesn't help my immigrant neighbors or the single parents trying to afford healthcare for themselves and their families. I have never been big on going to people-y events for things that I like, much less to go to people-y things like demonstrations, peaceful protests, or even town hall meetings.
That may have to change.
Truthfully, I am losing hope in my country. I am growing increasingly sad about the changing conditions and the positions of people that I thought I knew better. Maybe all of the voices that want change are sitting on their decks or planting flowers. Maybe it is time to let nature tend to the flowers and get busy tending to people.
The midterm elections are still a year away. What can we (I) do in the meantime?
John
1 comment:
I don't know the answers, but you did just do something with your voice.
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