I have voted.— LJ Cohen (@lisajanicecohen) October 30, 2018
My husband has voted.
My sons will vote.
I have talked to friends & neighbors about voting.
I have written post cards for contested races.
I donate money to social justice causes.
I call out racism/sexism/ableism/hatred when I see it.
I still feel powerless.
This was the start of a thread I posted on Twitter this morning. I wanted to keep it all in one place, so I am sharing it here as well.
In every quiet moment, I try to focus on hope. And I repeat this over and over:
May all beings be held in lovingkindness.
May all beings be at peace.
May all beings be free from suffering.
I struggle on social media about boosting all of the terrible acts of evil around us.
Am I adding to the despair?
Or helping to warn people of good conscience?
If I let the evil pass without comment, am I complicit?
If I celebrate small joys, am I minimizing the pain & suffering around me?
If I deny those small joys, am I allowing evil to win?
|A dear friend posted this to my FB wall. Because I love word-based puns, & I'm a potter.|
I had two loved ones send me silly things today that made me laugh.
I am grateful for the momentary respite. It feels right and good to find something positive to cling to.
Right now, it's a blue VW Bug with the license "Alonzz" my son sent me.
|My son took this when he was stuck in traffic this morning. Any day that starts with a Doctor Who reference is a good day.|
Maybe that small joy is what allows someone a burst of hope & energy to keep fighting.
So I will keep sharing silly dog pictures & groan-worthy word play. And I hope you will keep sharing those with me, too.
As we fight. As we keep fighting.
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