Friday, January 4, 2013

Daily Dose of LOVE numero cuatro


My feet have carried me across thousands of planet Earth miles.
Each journey has a destination in mind, certainly - a peak to summit, a goal to complete.  Every adventure it's own unique flavor - lessons learned and experiences accrued.  Many travails are tiring.  Some have even been difficult (9-days spent in the New Zealand bush, amongst diverse terrain, on a backpacking trek listed as "Hard" in the manual), yet if I simply kept my feet in motion below me (even with a 3rd degree burn on my thigh!), I would always end up where I/we set out for.
Unlike the hundreds of teenagers and kids (sometimes, even adults!) that I've guided up dirt slopes and undulating switchbacks, I don't bother with complaining about the path.  "Just keep walking," has always been my motto.
JUST KEEP WALKING.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Your Daily Dose of LOVE for 01/03/2013


 
The battle that you're fighting is within you.
Your misogyny and hate,
your anger and rage,
your resistances and fear,
they are all inside of you.

Once, I was interviewed, along with an International Socialist,
about why I had attended an economic forum in San Diego.
I shared my peace - that I tend to my home, my heart and my community
because it is where I can affect the most change.
He wanted to argue my offering.  With his fists raised, he spoke to the nefarious
evil that exists "out there" and the systems of oppression that must be brought down.
"I didn't know this was a debate," I compassionately communicated.

I recently lived with a man considered to be a darling of our activist community.
He brought all of his groceries home in plastic bags, after which he'd write his name on all of his perishable goods and place them in our "communal" refrigerator.  He thinks he is fighting a system with all of his talk about bringing down the borders that exist in the world.  Yet, he neglects to realize that unless he knocks down the borders in his own home, in his kitchen and around his heart, all of his words will fall on empty ears.

So....you can argue semantics until you're blue in the face; you can take down my work; you can pretend that I don't exist, as you go on shoving your phallis in holes, thinking that you can fill up your sad sense of self by take take taking from another.  I've already been burned and rejected, baby.
This time around, I LAUGH.