July 12, 2025

Walking slowly with our thoughts through the fresh greens of spring awakens hope and confidence in our ability to meet the day on the day's terms, see what is called for and do what needs to be done about it, when, where and how it needs to be done, and let that be that. The agony and the anguish, the regret and remorse have to be met in their own way and recognized as companions on the way of every Trail of Tears, and allowed their place in our recognition of the way that bears us all away, with the resolve, recognition and realization required to "let go what's going and let come what's coming," in the spirit of Native Americans in the grip of Colonization, and Tevya's recognition that it is a "New World" in ways that require the dexterity and agility of a Fiddler on the Roof to meet the moment and not lose heart and soul to the realities of a new age that is not one that anyone would wish for themselves or others, brought on by a Trumpian dystopianism that takes our breath away and leaves us wondering how anyone could be as inhumane and brutal Trump and his thugs brutalizing "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness," and yet, here we are. Wonderfully made and created especially to deal with whatever we find in our path, doing what needs to be done with all that comes our way, anyway, nevertheless, even so, with the resiliency of God tucked into the psyche of all living things, and the ability to turn to emptiness, stillness and silence in finding what it takes to do what it takes to meet the day each day and do right by it throughout the time left for living--as all living things have done every day all their life long. To The Journey! No matter what it takes! For as long as it takes! Amen! May it be so, forever!