Is it strange how so often you find just the thing you need when you need it most? I just got back from a neighborhood walk with Mom. We passed the block with the yard signs for the opponents. We didn't say anything. Mom can get rather riled up when it comes to politics. I go back and forth between anger, sadness, frustration, hope. Feeling that people are being manipulated into actions that will not serve the greater good, let alone their own good. Feeling sick about all the money that is going into advertising and fantasizing about how well the food pantries would be stocked if politicians bought votes with cans of food not tv spots. Mostly feeling sadness about all this hatred being volleyed around. Is that really how we want to live our lives? Yelling at other people? Blaming other people (usually not the right ones) for our sorrows and our fears?
I'm overusing the remote, switching channels before political ads get their 2 cents in. In the morning, I listen to the radio for the weather report. I was already considering a switch since they have so many plastic surgery ads (NOT what I want to start my day with). This morning they were playing more of those generic political ads that attack the state of the world and place the blame on the Democrats. Bye bye radio. Maybe I'll just put Pet Shop Boys on timer and wake up to that.
I don't mean to be all Pollyanna and I know that it isn't really true that ignorance is bliss, but sometimes I feel like there is so much anger and fear being stirred up. What if we just all did the little things that make our little world better... does that work at all? What if we didn't act out of fear or self-interest, but trusted in the underlying good? We have so much power to do so much good.
Anyway, it reminds me of Brian Andreas: "I don't read the paper & I don't watch tv & people ask me how I stay up with what's going on & I tell them breathing seems to help & since I haven't done serious damage to anyone yet, they usually leave me alone." I can't wait for November 3rd.
As usual, that's all tangential to the point of this post. When we got back from our work, having carefully avoided the topic of politics, Mom handed me this postcard for an artist whose work is at the arboretum - amazing art quilts. From her website, I went to her blog, and then my attention was caught by her blog list, which included a blog with the entry: "Creativity in the Face of Distress." So I clicked over there, and was greeted with this quotation:
"Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark. In effect, the people who change our lives the most begin to sing to us while we are still in darkness. If we listen to their song, we will see the dawning of a new part of ourselves." Rabindranth Tagore
Oh my gosh, I absolutely love it! I know that we can't all agree on everything and you need to have some dialog and some questioning and some challenging, but I hope so much for this world that we can find what is good and true and light and we can listen to the amazing songs that EVERYONE* has to sing.
*regardless of age, race, gender, sexual orientation, favorite color, homeland, brand of toothpaste... and whatever else I left out.
Oh, and don't forget to vote on November 2nd! We all have a voice, let us all be heard, not just the loud ones.