Hi here. It’s been a while. Let’s me dust a little…
Ah, that’s better.
I haven’t posted or visited anyone’s blogs in weeks (months?). It is no that I have writer’s block. I have SO much to say. But every time I try, the world just choke in my throat so after staring at the empty New Post window, I just close it and go somewhere else.
It is the most bizarre thing.
I am happy. Probably the happiest I’ve ever been. Here in Lansingland, I have a beautiful backyard with a big pond with many geese -I counted 62 at some point, three blue herons, about two dozen mallards and plenty of little birds, including sparrows, robins, swallows and starlings. We even have a resident beaver who is building a dam!
I even witnessed one of them teenage geese doing the dive thing, losing his balance, going all the way around and ending up belly up, his little feet pointing to the sky and struggling to turn back to his normal floating position. Needless to say I was on the floor, holding my belly, so hard I was laughing (after making sure the young goose was OK, of course). I’ve watched those guys go from little, cute-overload goslings to teenage fellas to young geese learning the flight formations that will take them safely to their winter migration spot. Although to be honest, I am secretly hoping this particular group doesn’t migrate so they stay with us the whole year round.
I truly feel grateful and privileged to be privy of such beauty. I was sitting on the balcony around dusk a few weeks back, watching the blue heron and listening to goofy geese’s adorably silly honking. The fireflies were out, brightening the night with their delightful lights. Tears came to my eyes as I felt the fairness and loveliness of the world around me and was overwhelm by it.
But I am also sad, terribly sad. Probably one of the saddest I’ve ever been. It is not depression, though. It is pure sadness. The world hangs heavy on me. The pettiness of human beings. How little value a human life (or a hundred) has for some.
As I said on FB, Yes, I am naive. Yes I am a simple girl and yes, I spend most of my days drawing rainbows and cats but I don’t understand how a person gets to think they matter more than others. Children are not born thinking this way. Children are TAUGHT to hate, discriminate and value certain things more than others. Children are thought to value some lives more than others. We are doing this to ourselves and by doing it so, we keep failing our children. And failing life.
When are we – as a race, going to learn?
War, war everywhere, which of course, means civilians are being killed. Health practitioners from Doctors Without Borders are being killed too.
Meanwhile, a dumbass who calls himself Christian declares on his radio show that ““Ebola could solve America’s problems with atheism, homosexuality, sexual promiscuity, pornography, and abortion.”
OK, fine. I may be showing an amazing lack of compassion* for calling him a dumbass. I admit it. But how on earth? If not a dumbass, he’s definitely an ugly person. A very ugly one.
In the mean time, my heart weeps.
*I have blogged before on how I struggle with being compassionate (and not judgmental) toward people I feel don’t deserve compassion 😦
EDITED TO ADD: Many thanks to Cate Reddell for being a constant source of thought-provoking photos and quotes. I am pretty sure the two ones I added here, I got them from her FB page 🙂
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