“My” Political candidate is not a perfect human being nor is “yours”. I am not entirely correct in all my conclusions, nor are you.

And no political party has ownership over what it means to be human, to have empathy, care for each other, to spread love & kindness, to be responsible toward all of humanity.

As we enter this general election in America I feel it is of so much importance to make these points, because it is so important to never loose site of our love for and obligation to each other, and the futures of ALL our children.

I have my political opinions as do you, but all I ask of and for each of you is that you truly spend the time and take the energy to calculate to the best of your ability what you can do, whom you can support to make this world as kind, inclusive, loving, sustainable and promising for our children and their children.

Also LOVE each other and spread joy, because we are all better able to see clearly when we are happy and surrounded by friends not isolated, angry, and scared. If we only lift each other up and let none of our friends, our fellow humans fall into hatred, fear or despair this world will certainly be a more beautiful place.


Beginning Anew

How about this as a starting point: We agree that we will never be xenophobic nationalists, that we will love each other, look out for one another, and treat each other with dignity regardless of our differences, that we do not wish to use guns to kill one another and that we wish to leave a healthy prospering natural world for future generations. The rest we can work out from there.


Love More

I have seen many posts today from people (loving, kind, thoughtful people) struggling to reconcile todays violence, and wavering with blaming religion or Islam for these acts. So I feel compelled to add my thoughts into the mix–Until we learn to love one another completely, to see our inate similarities, to celebrate our divine differences, to accept that violence will never mend whatever pain we feel inside, these things unfortunately will continue to happen…and my controversial two cents, I also think fewer weapons floating around might help, but regardless. I think this horrific propensity is a glitch in us humans , not simply our religions. Were that we were to ban religion I fear that we would simply find a different vehicle to vent these hatreds through (you know perhaps ’cause people believe in driving different cars then us 😉 ) In all seriousness until we get over the tendency to raise our own life’s worth above that of another, this sense of our own inherent righteousness and others wrongness, the thought that other means enemy, this will not end. In summary the only true remedy is long term and it is love…just my silly thoughts ❤


Call and Response

A few days ago I posted the quote:
“Love is the only way to rescue humanity from ills”
-Leo Tolstoy

And one of my wonderful, loving friends commented:
“I believe this wholeheartedly but unfortunately, in my experience, most don’t. I wish there was more empathy and tolerance and people not being so quick to judge. But then, I’m told I don’t live in the real world. I like my dream land.”

Here is my response to that :

And I would debate whomever said that to my last breath. The more I study and learn of all our actions as human beings, the more I see that the most enduring and successful acts are always those wherein we compromise the fewest ideals, wherein we account for and care for the greatest number of lives possible. In fact it is our failure to live up to those ideals that inevitably causes the downfall of any movement or individual actor. I believe if you scan through examples throughout history (and look for the long term, not short term results) this point will be well illustrated.

I suppose this question feels particularly pertinent to address at this moment in history when we as a human race are being challenged to evolve to the point where we realize our unbreakable bond to all our fellows. When we are being challenged to see that every time we try to avoid this responsibility it comes back at us one hundredfold. I actually don’t so much see a “migrant crises” or “climate change”, I see that I am part of a human race which keeps continuing to try to avoid coming to the inevitable realization that we are responsible to and for the whole of life, not simply our lone fraction, and unless and until we embrace that fact we will continue to manifest these disasters which force us to look.

And once again that whole statement could be summed up as “Love is the only way to rescue humanity from ills”.


A Book without a Face- forego the selfie, love the self

Funny paradox this is, attempting to communicate the wish to take myself out of the equation by writing about myself–life has its many ironies. I guess the main point is that I wish you to know that anything I post is truly for you, only for you, and I hope that if you click “like”, it is because that post speaks to or for some aspect of you. It’s hard to find the right words yet it’s important to me to share, that I believe Facebook can be a means of communicating without ego involved, just pure, direct communication without the bells and whistles. I know this can be true because I have seen it in so many of your wonderful loving, kind, selfless, posts and comments. In all honesty though, when it turns into anything else I just want to give myself a metaphorical scrub down, and then run far far away.

Given the number of posts (well pretty much only quotes, call a spade a spade) I’ve posted over the years you may be surprised to know that I would likely not hit a “like” button on Facebook as a whole.

Though I love you, I love the pictures of your babies, I love your words of wisdom, your tales of wonder, your causes, your passionate pleas, the support you show to one another, all of the pictures you’ve taken on your travels and I truly love that there exists a space where we can share these things …but that’s just it, I love your life, and I love life in general. I love that you are out in the world living it, not just home on your computer thinking about, critiquing or presenting it.

I love humanity, I love that we as humans can connect, not just virtually but deeply and profoundly with those all over the world— across language barriers, class barriers, social barriers, land locks and treacherous waters.

What I do not desire though is to turn this into a tool for idol worship or ego worship for branding or self-promotion. And I suppose I grow uneasy at it’s tendency to veer in that direction. In other words I do not want to feed any desire to be liked or “liked” or to otherwise take stock of my “worth”, and in fact the feeling that perhaps I have inadvertently entered into that game or am in anyway propagating it is what makes me wish to run far away.

In any case, these are very personal feelings, not judgements of anyone- I certainly believe everyone should feel out what is best for them. I suppose I am only attempting to shed what feels like false skin to me. Because I do like being able to check up on the well being of you all, because I do want to share those things which have given me some joy in the hopes that they might do the same for one of you, because I do wish for you to truly know that you are looked out for, looked after and appreciated for exactly who and what you are! And at the same time I wish to be completely free of what sometimes feels like a self-perpetuating, virtual-ego creating, machine. This message is anticlimactic I know, as I am not leaving Facebook in some dramatic effort to make my point, I simply wanted to shed some light on these thoughts and every once in a while I might throw out these words, as I would pebbles at some window, hoping eventually to shatter this facade…but always doing so with love and gratitude for your friendship and with wishes that perhaps something I share inspires you ❤



From what do you wish to be free?

In honor of Independence day I feel like sharing a small anecdote.

During my life I have spent much time around children, sometimes I was caring for those labeled as neglected, or troubled– coming from “difficult circumstances”, but in truth many of those children were still bright, alive and filled with hope, maybe bruised, but bouncing back. In fact across the years I think the child I felt the worst for, the one for whom my heart hurt, was a boy who did not feel free enough to use his own imagination. This 2 year old boy appeared to live a perfectly “privileged” life, and yet couldn’t play a single game of pretend. When we sang “the wheels on the bus” (that silly, often annoyingly memorable song) I would ask him and his classmates ”where they wanted the bus to go?” then we would imagine driving there, not only would he refuse to play, but he insisted on informing everyone that “we weren’t REALLY going anywhere so there was no point in the game” (he also told them that if they were bad they were going in “the box”…but no matter, just a note to all parents that nothing they do behind close doors stays there).

My point being that to me our ability to be free mentally, to envision how we wish reality to be, to escape the confines of what another or others dictate as truth. That is our greatest freedom. Put any of us in a physical box and we can imagine ourselves out of it, but take away our belief in our ability to escape, indoctrinate us to build that box mentally, even when none exists physically, and then we are truly trapped.

So I ask you once again by what do you feel bound and propose that you at least can take this first most crucial step of being free, that step one no one else has dominion over.

Oh and for the record— you can REALLY go anywhere you want to go.



Over this stretch wherein I have been experiencing some technical difficulties (i.e. wobbling etc.), I have received many beautiful messages of encouragement and love from you, and I wish for you to know how deeply these are felt and appreciated.

Please also know though that the reason these words are felt and appreciated so deeply is not because I am experiencing some great personal pain (I really couldn’t give two ferns about that, and I’d prefer you didn’t either), but because it is a truly beautiful thing to see such kindness and love in this world—This world needs all that love, humanity needs it, and while you are at it please shine it back at yourself too (know I’m shining it at you as well).

As for this physical glitchy thing or whatever I’ve been up to there, I do mean it when I say that for me it is just  a life trial to learn from, just another means of testing myself to see if, even through these new goggles, the glass still appears half full to me, and it does! Oh and in case your doubting my words, here’s just one short illustration of my silly tendencies: As a young girl when I chopped onions I would often begin to laugh hysterically at each chop, then when asked why, I claimed that chopping onions made me laugh instead of cry…See now of what I speak

In summary, this too is just an onion, most of us have to chop some sooner or later, and you know what they do add flavor…

And now back to the important things.