Art is just another word for hope

Last night while watching the stars, I had a moment of insight that’s sticking with me, today. It might not seem profound to most people, but it rang like a bell in my brain: It’s all an elaborate game that we’re watching play out in front of us. From the crazy-making politics of our current administration to the manipulation of truth, we are under assault in an endless game of political dodge-ball — over which we have only influence, at best. And since dodge-ball has been known to leave bruises, a tough hide is required. Calling for a time-out does not…

Excuse me, Mr Prezident …

Words. A torrent of words continue to be written and spoken and shouted about the cataclysm in Puerto Rico brought on by Hurricane Maria. My near-obsession with this on-going tragedy has left me at a loss for words, nearly. I could rant. I could name-call. I could point out the raging hypocrisy of the Divider-In-Chief, but what good will that do? Friends and allies will agree with me. Die-hard defenders of this pitiful excuse for a president will not. Where does that leave us, besides frustrated and angry, and at a stalemate, while desperate people are dying? These words from…

Regarding Wisdom, Karma, and Hillary Clinton

With natural disasters following one after the other recently, I’ve heard people suggest that “Mother Earth is angry.” Rather than angry, perhaps she’s simply righting the ship. Mother Earth / Mother Nature / Pacha Mama is dispassionate in her passion. She does what she does in response to internal and external pressures. Whether it’s a volcano erupting thousands of feet into the air, tectonic plates shifting in opposing directions, or a reaction to human-caused climate change, her response is not personal. The self-regulating system of Earth is not bound to ego as we are. Ancient and wise on an elemental level…