Morning here. Cold, wet and grey outside. The weather here can take you down and you need to fight back. You need to go
“Oh no you nasty weather—you’re not going to win. I’m not going back to bed and pulling the covers up over my head and shudder and shake until Spring. Spring here looks like winter anyway only warmer.”
So my recipe for staving off the mildew blues—activity. Clean house, wash the dog, meet Sue for coffee and a walk, wash the dog, read a book, write a book, move, move, move.
Keep your head above the weather. Arise and poke your head out above the clouds like Mt. Rainier. There are sunnier days somewhere—visualize.
Speaking of nasty weather, how about that Trump? We have certainly learned a few things have we not; things we don’t think about, we aren’t aware of, we choose not to engage. By things, of course, I mean racism, homophobia and misogyny.
Trump and his minions have gleefully stirred up a whole ugly pot of resentment, hatred of the other,and greed. The only thing not in his pot are necrophilia and we still have ten days to go until the election.
What are the seven deadly sins? They are lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, avarice, pride and envy. Not to go all biblical on you, but we all have the capacity to be bad characters. That’s why sainthood is so remarkable.
But here’s the deal—we need our leaders to be more evolved. We need our leaders to want to be more evolved. Our leaders can be conservative or liberal, all the colors of the rainbow, any sex they choose, out and proud or in and closeted. They can go to the synagogue, the church, the mosque or the local DQ(my personal favorite). But they need to be honorable and working toward the greater good, not their greater power or wealth or whatever. Don’t for godsakes try to work out your bizarre sexual kinks on line (that’s for you, Weiner). Don’t grab pussies and make fun of people just because you can. Don’t be littler and meaner than the rest of the populace. Rise above. Do right.
I know I’m preaching to the choir. And the choir I want to speak to isn’t listening. Ah well.