I feel like the morning star
It's easy to lose hope these days. Easy to sink into the belief that all is lost. The economy is failing. War carries on with no end in sight.
The planet rages on, fighting for its life. (I read the other day that carbon emissions were up 3% in 2007, putting us on track for the worst case scenario for global warming.)
People are shooting each other.
Babies are sick and dying in China.
People in the south east US are hoarding gas.
Hurricanes. Flooding. Food shortages. Don't even get me started on water.
The election has people at odds, fueling an already angry nation into rage.
But.
Every Wednesday my son and I go to Music Together. For 45 minutes we come together--caregivers and children of different religious and political views--and we sing and dance and model behavior for each others children. We are a community in those 45 minutes, giving to our children and each other. I wish everyone could share this experience with us.
Instead, what I am offering you is this: no matter how dark these days may seem to you, please know that in a small town in New Hampshire for 45 minutes each Wednesday morning there is a group of women and children who are lighting up the world with their joy.
The planet rages on, fighting for its life. (I read the other day that carbon emissions were up 3% in 2007, putting us on track for the worst case scenario for global warming.)
People are shooting each other.
Babies are sick and dying in China.
People in the south east US are hoarding gas.
Hurricanes. Flooding. Food shortages. Don't even get me started on water.
The election has people at odds, fueling an already angry nation into rage.
But.
Every Wednesday my son and I go to Music Together. For 45 minutes we come together--caregivers and children of different religious and political views--and we sing and dance and model behavior for each others children. We are a community in those 45 minutes, giving to our children and each other. I wish everyone could share this experience with us.
Instead, what I am offering you is this: no matter how dark these days may seem to you, please know that in a small town in New Hampshire for 45 minutes each Wednesday morning there is a group of women and children who are lighting up the world with their joy.
