Loved...as in "I am..."
"You are..."
"Be..."
" in a world where you can be anything, be kind..."
Remind
Help someone find
Whisper from behind...
And call from the road ahead...
Into every mind
Where fear winds
Its lies and discouragement. And the world says you can't. And you won't. And you aren't.
Speak
This true word...
That I am loved. You are loved. Your name is beloved.
#lovewins
"You are..."
"Be..."
" in a world where you can be anything, be kind..."
Remind
Help someone find
Whisper from behind...
And call from the road ahead...
Into every mind
Where fear winds
Its lies and discouragement. And the world says you can't. And you won't. And you aren't.
Speak
This true word...
That I am loved. You are loved. Your name is beloved.
#lovewins
I've been experimenting with video postings on Facebook. For those of you who know that I'm somewhat technology challenged (was once the Dummie on which my son-in-law's programmer interns tested "is is clear enough yet?") this might be amusing.
HEY...I'm doing okay...except I don't know how to talk and show a photo at the same time.
IF you want to hear the video, send me a friend request on FB or check out my timeline.
This poem came after weeks of fog and wildfire-generated smoke residue in California. The fog felt grey and sad. Like a veil between me and the sun. Reminding me of those LONG midwestern winters where the sun pretty much went into hiding from October til May and, in the middle of it. you wondered whether the sun really existed at all.
the mural LOVED came in the middle of a week that didn't feel like love. I didn't realize how deeply sad I would be at John McCain's passing. His character and honesty was like a small LED light breaking the fog of the current political environment. Realities that have made me weep (not symbolically, actual sobbing)...565 children still held captive by our government. STILL not returned to their parents - many of whom were deported. Many told "drop your asylum request and go home if you want your children to be returned."
A dear friend has been hospitalized repeatedly in the past year - nearly died at least 3 or 4 times. In the chaos, she missed a critical date for review of her Social Security Disability approval. Send a huge stack of documents proving her hospitalization(s) and was disapproved even so. Now, threatened with removal of the only support she has, she could find herself homeless again. TOO MUCH! .... That's what the 20 BILLION dollar cut in HUD funding actually looks like.....processes looking for any way to deny people.
HEY...I'm doing okay...except I don't know how to talk and show a photo at the same time.
IF you want to hear the video, send me a friend request on FB or check out my timeline.
This poem came after weeks of fog and wildfire-generated smoke residue in California. The fog felt grey and sad. Like a veil between me and the sun. Reminding me of those LONG midwestern winters where the sun pretty much went into hiding from October til May and, in the middle of it. you wondered whether the sun really existed at all.
the mural LOVED came in the middle of a week that didn't feel like love. I didn't realize how deeply sad I would be at John McCain's passing. His character and honesty was like a small LED light breaking the fog of the current political environment. Realities that have made me weep (not symbolically, actual sobbing)...565 children still held captive by our government. STILL not returned to their parents - many of whom were deported. Many told "drop your asylum request and go home if you want your children to be returned."
A dear friend has been hospitalized repeatedly in the past year - nearly died at least 3 or 4 times. In the chaos, she missed a critical date for review of her Social Security Disability approval. Send a huge stack of documents proving her hospitalization(s) and was disapproved even so. Now, threatened with removal of the only support she has, she could find herself homeless again. TOO MUCH! .... That's what the 20 BILLION dollar cut in HUD funding actually looks like.....processes looking for any way to deny people.
Another best beloved just can't get thing together to go to rehab. Gathering the fragments of her life and pain to actually RISK making a change is overwhelming. And, I am overwhelmed watching her.
All this...and I find the mural with one word LOVED. Loved. And I keep thinking about that. Returning to that. Pulling up the image on my phone when I'm feeling overwhelmed and deeply sad at the state of the world and the silence of much of the human community.
So, this poem came out. Reminding me of what is true.
If YOU are discouraged. If your justice heart, like mine, is rocked with pain and confusion. If you want something to be different and realize - like me - that the only thing you can control is YOU.
Here's a small word of encouragement.
"I have told you these things so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart. I have overcome the world."
All this...and I find the mural with one word LOVED. Loved. And I keep thinking about that. Returning to that. Pulling up the image on my phone when I'm feeling overwhelmed and deeply sad at the state of the world and the silence of much of the human community.
So, this poem came out. Reminding me of what is true.
If YOU are discouraged. If your justice heart, like mine, is rocked with pain and confusion. If you want something to be different and realize - like me - that the only thing you can control is YOU.
Here's a small word of encouragement.
"I have told you these things so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart. I have overcome the world."
Jhn 16:33
I am loved
You are loved
be loved
I am loved
You are loved
be loved
Beloved....
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