With gratitude, optimism becomes sustainable.
Michael J. Fox
I hope to be grateful,
JOY IS A REVOLUTIONARY ACT,
Not as a way of
I choose to imagine
The highest unfolding
For this country,
Our riled up
I choose to
As we enter
I choose to
Giant nut in mouth,
Across the way
In the sun,
In the branches
Of the trees.
Here is a story from my first book, Recovering My Voice, that I always read aloud to somebody, to anybody who might listen, on Thanksgivings. It is the story of a political action in which I participated, Thanksgiving, 1979.
The story is entitled, Sorry We Stole It.
Disclaimer #1—it’s about 17 minutes long. I almost want to apologize for that. But I won’t.
Disclaimer #2—If you hear squeaking in the background, that is simply Niki B the Dog, wanting attention, not a random cat holding me hostage in my home.
Disclaimer- #3—I wrote this story probably twelve years ago. Although I am a beginner in understanding my privileged perspective in matters of race, class, and societal inequities, LORD KNOWS I was even more of a beginner in 2008. Apologies for my naivete and lack of insight. I hope not to offend. My intention is to represent myself as a thirty-one-year-old, struggling to align my feelings and my actions.
Thank you for allowing me to read this story, which continues to crack me up, to you.
Meditations on Joy—Canine Style
Stay tuned to next week’s blog, arriving on Sunday eve, December 6th.
Back by popular demand, Niki B the Dog will guide us in Installment #2 of Meditations on Joy—Canine Style. Worth Waiting for, I am certain!
Let us connect, weave our hearts, our voices, our experiences together in this elegant and simple form. Donations as you are able.
Come as you are and join us on Thursday, December 3 @ 2:00.