In the light of the appalling behavior displayed in Charlottesville, Va I must speak out, not in a grandiose way, but in a humble and simple way why such behavior is simply wrong-headed. You see my Mom, from whose womb I was birthed, was a white woman. The man who helped conceive me, my Pop’s, was white. The bottom line is I am white by birth. I am neither proud or ashamed of it. It simply is the color of my skin.
What I do choose is important. I do choose to fight against my biases and seek common ground with all whom I come in contact. My circle is small but colorful and life is never B&W if we want to be truthful. Yet respecting others and how others look at life, live life, is to understand the problems and challenges all of us have in trying to make it in this crazy world.
Posting this to this place, which is about seeking beauty and learning about natures awesomeness, is out of my norm. Which after the last year normal has being kicked out of the window and the ugliness has become much more of an in-your-face affair to sat the least. But even though this is not my usual post I could not sit in silent any longer. Since silence does not make me healthy I am thinking about firing up my old place Pondering Things and Taking Pictures. But for the here and now, and into the future, here is my declaration and I will do as best as humanly possible: I reject hate and I choose Love.
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Thanks for letting your voice be heard. I don’t usually post about politics and the news either but we can’t remain silent and focus on the beauty in life when as hate and evil continue to spread. We can all make a difference, one voice at a time. Peace!
And Peace to you. I agree that now more than ever our voices must unite. I have never walked in the shoes of the oppressed but I emphasized with them in spirit. It is not much but a start nonetheless. John