Nov 24 2018


Max Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Nov 9 2018


Words have power. We all know that. I hope. But after reading a few posts the morning after the election, reading beyond here, I’m not sure.

Considering the results, comments and responses are telling and speak volumes whether anyone thinks they do or not. Some are blind to their own hypocrisy.

Be careful out there, you’re not doing yourself any favors by how you speak of another human being. I’ve kept my mouth shut about your President and those on the right. He and you may be the ones who need to dial back your rhetoric about those whose opinions are contrary to yours and realize that this is America land of the free and is a democracy, not an autocracy.

I see the world, rather I am attempting to see the world through the eyes of what some might call an inclusive compassionate warrior. A title I aspire too. Even when I see your hateful and demeaning language about another, I will protect you as I will them. But will ask, is it necessary? Does it make you feel better?

So how about we don’t call others names or diminish them on FB or any other forum. How about we give everyone the respect and credit we want for ourselves and those we align with ideologically. How about we listen to understand and we speak to join rather than divide. How about we insist ALL our “elected” officials do the same. How about we call each and every one of them out and tell them we don’t approve of the tone or the language period! Tell them to stop! All the way to the top!

Because from where I sit, the name calling, disrespect and finger pointing does not have us on a favorable path by any stretch.

I truly believe that we are in the divide we are today because of the behavior, the words and actions of the man the electrical college handed the most honorable and respected position in America. A man who falls short of both. And if you are going to give him a pass, morally, ethically, approve and adopt his tone and tenor, my questions for you run deep. Actually. Seriously, questions that should not have to be asked!


Oct 6 2018


Sometimes after I’ve read someone’s Facebook post, I want to reply. But I don’t. Mostly because I know or feel I know what the response will be because of what they posted and have posted. And usually, my heart will ache with the first thing I read, so hearing more of the same can’t help.

So I write. I hide behind Notes or put it here. I’m pretty sure not even my Mom comes here anymore because of lack of content. 🙂

It kind of feels safe. And it allows me to explore, vent, rant, sort or whatever you want to call it.

Often my thoughts, my words are scrambled and I try to unscramble them. Not always successful.

People keep using, or I keep seeing this word tolerant or tolerance. I even struggled through a post a week or so back about tolerance or intolerance.

Here is a scramble;

Can you point a finger at intolerance while being intolerant?

Can you be tolerant while complaining about intolerance?

When you call out intolerance are you being tolerant or intolerant?

You’re either tolerant or you are not. Can be both, period.

Can you claim you are tolerant while complaining about intolerance?

I wanted to say, or ask.

I think our understanding of tolerance is askew. Are you truly tolerant of my stance on my opinion that 1) our current President due to character and demeanor is not fit for the office? Are you tolerant of my opinion that 2) Kavanaugh despite the recent allegations and his demeanor, due to the fact that he has lied under oath in the past and had to bring the Clintons up, is not fit for the highest court in the land? (Seriously?!) Are you tolerant of my opinion that 3) the self-righteous indignation of Grassley and Graham are out of bounds and a reach outside of reality and are the definition of hypocrisy? Are you tolerant of 4) my opinion that a woman should be able to have control over what does or doesn’t happen to her body? Are you tolerant of 5) my opinion that what has happened to Dr. Ford is a travesty and I now have a shorter list of women I believe I would feel comfortable with going to if this happened to me?

I didn’t reply. I know what the answer would be. It feels blind faith for the wrong reason has taken over. The single issue voter, the single issue supporter. That’s what if feels like to me.

I have my set of beliefs as do you as does every single human on this planet.

Again, I believe that a man to be appointed to a lifetime seat who has, lied under oath(before this), brought partisanship into his rebuttal and displayed a temperament unbecoming the honor of that seat, should not be appointed. After his presentation, I wouldn’t hire him for anything.

Are you ok with my opinion and are you tolerant of it?

So I guess I’m a bit intolerant of you. Because for the life of me can’t sort out yours. I tolerate a lot every day. But I know what is in my heart and how it strives to treat all with equality, fairness, kindness and no judgment. And believe me, I understand what I am saying here. I am judging your opinion, belief, but it seems so counter to goodness and kindness and who you say you are.

And maybe I do have a high bar for that for too high. What’s wrong with that? So much of it is so far outside my view of morality and ethical behavior, that I’m beginning to think I’m a conservative. So much of what is happening today, is so counter to how I was raised, in the church and taught by parents to be kind, generous and void of judgment. Treat others as I would like to treated. That seems to have been turned upside down in spades. We are all treating each other like trump treats people.

I believe that trump, morally and ethically, and due to his temperament is not fit for the office. Never have, never will. Even by his own admission and words, he’s not fit.

“I moved on her..”, “I did try to **** her.” “I moved on her like a bitch.” “Just kiss. I don’t even wait.” Good God! Imagine if there had been tapes of Obama saying that!

And let’s not forget that under “allegations” Franken stepped down. Kavanaugh is a lifetime appointment to the highest judicial seat in America. Allegations aside, he lied under oath even before his nomination. Really? That’s ok for a Supreme Court Justice?? No.

I will say without hesitation, it is beyond me how any woman or man who cares about their daughter, sister, wife, mother…can be ok with it and support him or any of it. That I am intolerant of because of what it represents.

Am I being intolerant of you because you think he should and those things don’t matter?

I think we are going to have to be intolerant of each other.

But should I have to be tolerant if I feel that he is destroying the foundation and the fabric of our country, one tweet at a time? It feels that you certainly aren’t.

For me, it’s not tolerance or intolerance. It’s what I believe to be deserving of the office, morally, ethically, equally and what serves ALL humankind.

I screen and interview people every day for jobs WAY below these pay grades. I’ve not moved shoe designers and Project Manager forward for less. They would not have been a good move for the team or the company.

I could say the post feels to me that you are intolerant of those who oppose your opinion of the president and this nomination. Why is your way or opinion the right one for all?

Do I tolerate lying? No. Do you?

Do I tolerate racism? No. Do you?

Do I tolerate slander? No. Do you?

Do I tolerate someone verbally abusing another? No. Do you?

Do I tolerate someone physically abusing another? No. Do you?

Do I tolerate inequity? No. Do you?

Do I tolerate intolerant hypocrisy? No. Do you?

In my humble, not the smartest in the room ever opinion, I have to say or ask, if you tolerate any of those, for what? Why?

I am intolerant.

Phew, don’t think any of that makes sense.

Sep 30 2018

heart space

I can’t allow her to have space in my head. But in my heart, I give her space because the memory of her pain from the past is an imprint she can’t reshape or move past. She is caught between the soul journey’s right here on earth. More than a rock and a hard place. She moves a step or two forward, the fear settles in, returns and snaps her back to the wound and she lashes out or covers herself in armor in an attempt to heal and she only deepens it.

“the wound is the place where the light enters you.” ~Rumi

For her the light burns, it irritates and is a constant reminder of what she can’t let go. When she knows that is what will allow her to move forward.

It’s because of this that my heart weeps for her and allows that space for comfort, clarity, and safety. Even if indirectly.

It’s most likely that she is unaware. It’s likely that she is self-protecting so much that she can’t imagine that space, imagine it is for her and the space she takes is a shallow replica of what she thinks is her place of peace and harmony.

How would any of us have navigated?

How would any of us survive it? Have we?

How could we not at some level trust him to move through it in his way and to honor that for his sake? To trust him, his heart to move through as he did?

How could we be so selfish to doubt and create or participate in the wake, the wave of emotion that has us where we are today? To project our pain and fear onto another.

We all lost something, but who lost the most should not have been a determent or deterrent to a life of love moving through. Moving forward, not on but simply forward.

I know we did the best we could in the circumstances. If we all had been supportive and inclusive with open arms and true open hearts, would that support have been the fertile soil, the solid foundation to create a space of peace, contentment and unconditional love and a new joy?

We have a great division. A space to find, a separation, loss again and two young souls who lost their blood and two who have lost an example of how a man could and should be in a relationship. One that through all the challenges, brought wholehearted unconditional love to space.

In reality, it’s not or won’t be a huge split or division. But for the two youngest the impact is yet fully revealed from the first loss and now this one. How do we support that? How do we apologize for this one? Or even help explain it?

How do we own our contribution to the result of today? How will we answer these questions?

I don’t know the answer. I don’t have the answers. I have skin in the game as well. You don’t have to agree with me on any of this, but this is where I am and have been. It’s not been easy, but it is where I am and where I need to be.

Pain – we didn’t allow for collective grief. We tip-toed around some and not around others. For the most part, some of us kept it to ourselves or used it as a way to hide and lash out. We thought no one feels as I do. And that may have been true, but together couldn’t we have worked through it with love, understanding, and compassion together?

Of course, anger is part of grief. But I feel that in some instances was misplaced and placed where it had no business being placed. On innocent bystanders just trying to move through it as well. I truly believe that it would, has not made any of us feel better.

She is lost like many of us are. Maybe her wounds are deep maybe not. But we can’t expect her to deal with them in any other way than how she does. She does not understand this for herself or for others, yet. She will be harder on herself in some instances and her reaction to others will be in defense and with intensity because it’s all she’s known.

She is a young soul, so is either a child or probably a rebellious teenager. She doesn’t have the confidence to seek out teachers who will feed her completely. Here she is cautious and sells herself short. Even the ones she has, or I think she has are kept to a certain distance, mentally and physically. And limits or shy’s away from the true teachers right before her. This allows her to manage and not overwhelm herself with lessons and challenges she believes she is not ready for or has already learned. Lessons are never really learned, they evolve. And sometimes it is not your lesson that is being presented it is the lesson of another. But the ego steps in and we think it is about us. She thinks it is about her. She can’t see through the pain of the wound. It is all about her. She can’t settle into, this isn’t about me, it’s about the other and how they get through on their journey coming through it with them with love and compassion.

Her fear in true growth mirrors the youth of her soul. My heart opens for this. It opens wide, maybe too wide. It weeps for her because I think I have seen the potential, the openness that she shelters. But it is short-lived and fleeting.

I can’t allow space for her in my head because that emotion is too harsh and unforgiving and not who I want to be. I can’t let it run there and complicate my process, my space.

I honor her presence, the lessons she delivers and hope that her journey through from here forward strengthens and brings her the potential that is within her with an open heart that will allow her to peacefully embrace the goodness along with the bad with gratitude and acceptance.

State of Grace? Is it Grace? I’m not sure actually but that word is in my head.

What my teachings have taught me and what I know for sure is that we all have within us and hold basic goodness.

I can’t know her truth. I can only know and try to understand my own. My truth about her could be diametrically opposed,180° in the opposite direction. But I feel I must overlook the discomfort that I might feel and open my heart to hers. I do feel it to be different and more adverse than my pain.

That said I feel she is searching and she doesn’t yet quite have the tools or the understanding for the confidence to take the tools before her and use them for growth and openness.

I can’t imagine that it would easy to be vulnerable and open-hearted in a situation wherein the past you felt that people were taking advantage of you, where your vulnerability felt to be your weakness instead of your strength.

I’m not saying she gets a pass, I’m not saying that any of us get a pass for her pain and our grief but when any of us project that onto another and we don’t remain responsible and accountable to it and how it affects those around us we can’t really expect anyone else to get through it unscathed.

Within each of us is a goodness that some of us have not even yet realized yet it is there. Her included. Like all of us, I believe she sees glimpses of it and yet maybe it scars her? Maybe her fear, her wound is still too raw to take comfort in what it holds for her. As long as she lets that be in the forefront, she will continue to project. That projection will fall on others who will not know how to understand that and put up their walls, their defenses. The cycle circles and circles and circles and we all miss out on the joy and love that is ours to behold.

It’s interesting what comes into view as you work through something new or a new version of something old.

“if you never heal from what hurt you, you will bleed on people who didn’t cut you”

“stop letting people who do so little for you control so much of your mind, feelings and emotions”
~ Donna Pisani

“when you proactively share your desire to heal, the Universe picks up your desire and guides you every step of the way”
~ Gabby Bernstein

Even more, what a week!

“In the Bible, Thomas says he will not believe what Jesus has survived unless he can stick his hand into the wounds. But this is not a reasonable thing to ask of someone who is not God, to stick your hand into their wound. I am tired of watching people become wounds. Half the Internet is a wound. Have you stuck your hand in it enough? Do you believe yet? The #MeToo movement lurches forward over a path of scars. The change is so slow and the sacrifice it demands so great.” ~Alexandra Petri, Washington Post

Facebook memories;
One year ago – “Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It is a relationship between equals. Only when you know your own darkness well can you be present with the darkness of others. Compassion becomes real when we recognize our shared humanity” ~Pema Chödrön

“If you have rage and righteously act it out and blame it all on others, it’s really you who suffers. The other people and the environment suffer also, but you suffer more because you’re being eaten up inside with rage, causing you to hate yourself more and more. ~Pema Chödrön

Six years ago – “The only reason we don’t open our hearts and minds to other people is that they trigger confusion in us that we don’t feel brave enough or sane enough to deal with. To the degree that we look clearly and compassionately at ourselves, we feel confident and fearless about looking into someone else’s eyes. ” ― Pema Chödrön

September 30th, what is it about this day? Interesting what the universe brings when it brings.

Sep 8 2018


I’ve been thinking about resistance. I’m thinking about the things or causes that I believe in and would and do fight for. Or do my best to support.

Today added to my thinking are tolerance or intolerance and their relationship to hypocrisy. Full on sibling or half-sibling? Hmm…?

I’m thinking or wondering how does one speak their opinion of a cause without retribution, name-calling or fear.

I am not very often direct. Fully admitting to the passive-aggressive approach. That is probably a mistake. Some may disagree with that. But in the grand scheme, I am more silent than I probably should be as is evident by the many, many “drafts” in Notes, email, etc. Seriously, you should see the number count in comparison to when I have actually said something.

I was more or less direct a few weeks back and stated the reasons on a FB page why I did not support the Kavanaugh nomination. The reply from a woman in AZ who doesn’t know me any more than I could know her replied, idiot.

Anyway…I know I’m not an idiot. But I also have enough self-awareness that I can’t know enough to be so sure and bold as to put it out there the way some of you do.

Intolerance – unwillingness to accept views, beliefs, or behavior that differ from one’s own.

Tolerance – the ability or willingness to tolerate something, in particular, the existence of opinions or behavior that one does not necessarily agree with.

In my opinion, I often read people in a hypocritical argument talking tolerance while being intolerant. Slippery slope. How does one navigate that?

Why is our choice of the damnation of another where we go with our differences?

We live in a country that allows us to freely have these opinions I thought without retribution unless it breaks the law.

And does anyone think that by blasting their opinion over and over and over again will change the opinion or conversation of very large and hot point topics?

I’m not saying stop voicing your opinion but maybe it’s the delivery. Maybe it’s how you present it when it sounds like you haven’t given any consideration to the other side. And when the other side is for the most part POC and those most often disenfranchised. What are the rest of is to think about your strong opinion when there is no hint of tolerance in your opposition? Or the opinion slides into an opinion that is far-reaching and dangerous for those who are already in some cases just trying to live.

We can’t have it both ways. We can’t think we are tolerant and expect everyone to tolerate our opinion if we frame it with the vitriol and baseless foundation that much seems to be formed on.

In the documentary, RGB Justice Ginsberg says about her time at Harvard, if you were called on in class and you didn’t perform well you were failing not just for your self but for all women. Take that out of its context and consider everything that you believe to be right or just. Think about the person you are vehemently disagreeing with and where their opinion is coming from. Why are they fighting an injustice? And why are you perceiving it not to be an injustice?

Understanding takes time, commitment and I think an extraordinary effort to set aside yourself listen and feel the pain and discomfort of others. Feel it as much as you can. Remove you from the scenario. If only we could walk in another’s shoes so as to not be so short sighted of others plight.

Actually most often, you can’t actually know or understand the scenario. Often, honestly, I see the argument against a person of color or a class that is being disenfranchised by an establishment as most maddening to the person who is opposing the cause rather than the person or persons it actually affects.

Ok, so I’ll get specific. The Flag. Honestly, I don’t think of the “flag” that often because it is an object. And I feel that we have taken a singular one-track idea of what that object represents. My family has always had one. How many didn’t have one until after 9/11?

The Flag. I was going to give you the link I found in my search, then decided, you’re on the internet go Google it yourself and see what you come up with.

The flag does not mean one thing. Stripes represent colonies stars states. “The colors of the flag are symbolic as well; red symbolizes hardiness and valor, white symbolizes purity and innocence, and blue represents vigilance, perseverance, and justice.”

Here’s another; “Very often, the colors used in a flag represent the values of that country (or other entity). Black often represents determination, ethnic heritage, and/or defeating one’s enemies. Blue often represents freedom, vigilance, perseverance, justice, prosperity, peace, and/or patriotism.”

I’ll repeat part of that; Black often represents determination, ethnic heritage, and/or defeating one’s enemies. Determination comes in all forms. The determination to create a space where people like yourself truly have the freedom and equality that all have, not just a certain few.

I find it rather curious that while arguing about the flag, it’s rarely mentioned that prior to 2009 NFL players didn’t come out onto the field until after the anthem. Then the military paid for that to change. Paid patriotism. What do you do with that? So a very large organization or company pays for that thing you have an opposing opinion of and lack of unanimous approval or acceptance is seen as, well…just do it. We can’t have it both ways. Paid patriotism? Why is that acceptable?

Please disagree, don’t like this or that. But don’t tell others they can’t. Or how they should feel about something. Especially if what is happening really has no physical or economic effect on you. That’s what, if anything the flag means to me.

Maybe do something constructive to change it. But sharing a divisive article and posting your outrage on FB, honestly says more about you than what you have posted. Especially to those who see the injustice, for POC, women, the poor and disenfranchised. And just perpetuates the division.

How does one respect something or someone who will take every opportunity to disrespect anyone, anything without hesitation?

We take objects or amendments, or ideas, or ideology and add or mix their meaning as we move through and navigate the world and we forget where things came from and the history that it represents. Just like the bible and taking it ALL literally or just what fits our current argument against something we disagree with.

Another short quote from RGB, “or striving for a more perfect union.” I’ll not say more to that because I believe if you know me or pay attention to what I do say from time to time you will know what that means to me.

I don’t understand a lot of things. But I try really hard to listen and read all I can. Sometimes that reading is uncomfortable. But I feel I must read it.

I read the book Radical Dharma by, Rev. angel Kyodo williams, Lama Rod Owens and Dr. Jasmine Syedullah There were parts that were very uncomfortable. But I believe it was an uncomfortable I had to feel, I needed to feel to even try to get to a place of understanding.

Now I’m reading Mindful of Race: Transforming Racism From The Inside Out, by Ruth King who invites us to: Tend first to our suffering and confusion, listen to what it is trying to teach us, and direct its energies most effectively for change. 

She writes about and lists what whites typically say(guilty) and what POC commonly say. I haven’t finished it yet, but so far there is a lot of good in the book. For example;

“Why is white group identity important to acknowledge and investigate? The answer is simple—relatively speaking, it exists. To avoid this examination is white privilege. Most people growing in racial consciousness would consider it major progress for the human race if white people were to not only recognize themselves as a racial group, with a collective history of dominance and privilege but also to become attentively curious and diligent about how, as a race, they have become dis-membered as a group body as a result of that privilege. This inquiry would be a wholesome and healing use of privilege that supports bridging separation within white communities and between whites and humanity at large.”

“Common to all of us is the fact that we don’t see the world as it is but how we have been conditioned to see it. The delusion we carry is that everyone sees—or should see—the world as we do.”

“But when I look at you, I don’t see race.” As an African American woman, this well-meaning comment from the lens of the white individual renders my experience as a racial group member invisible, my history whitewashed, and my people at continued risk. It’s an innocence I can’t afford to have. When whites don’t see race when they look at me, they see me as an individual, just as they see themselves. In doing so, they deny my racial identity and group history—a history that their racial group is a part of subordinating. Given that my racial group identity has been historically denied respectful visibility and equality, such a statement, and many like them, is more an insult than a compliment.”

Guilty. Guilty.

So let’s be careful and not get ahead of our understanding. Or think that we have read enough to have an understanding. Let’s not question others way of dealing with the harm they feel from words, looks or even history that can’t seem to right itself to equality.

There are over seven billion people in the world. So at least seven billion opinions. How in the world will you make yours different or worthy of a true, honest respectful conversation? A. Conversation. Don’t make me define that for you.


-Jinpa Datso

Jun 27 2018

Dear Uncle – unearthed

I would guess late 80’s to early 90’s. Partial letter, unedited;

This world as I see it, through eyes that are naive and sheltered is a world of turmoil, anguish, death, pain, love. This world is full of families that do not talk to each other. A world full of people with fears, anxieties, and misunderstanding. Why is it that some need to create more tension around themselves? How can I be an example to people, do I have the right to attempt to be an example? Am I worthy, what can I offer to those around me to make them understand or see that tension is not necessary, not required.

Every day I feel a desire to become secluded and isolated not because I want to forget the work and those around me, I just need some time to think. Some time to reflect on what I am doing, what has happened to me and what I need to do next. I don’t know where this need comes from at times I think it comes from my head. Other times it comes from deep within my soul at a place I am so unfamiliar with. a place that I have so little knowledge of. My hunger to discover this place overwhelms me at times and makes me impatient makes me restless. Making me feel that somehow I have a power to carry the calm, peacefulness that I believe we all desire to somehow display a better life and influence. That’s probably asking a lot of myself. I think that my life is too cluttered with things and think that these things are what has caused part of that problem. That I need to make my life simpler.

The questions, are there too many? Do the questions add to my confusion? Are the answers as important as I feel that they are? My train of thought is weak now I’m not putting together ideas, my thoughts are broken. Apart of me believes or things that a broken family means a broken person. So how can I be complete? When I say broken, I don’t mean through divorce like is usually attached to broken family. Broken through detachment, separation and again confusion. A part of my life I sometimes so badly wish would just go away, leave my thoughts, leave my soul. I long for a cleansing. It fills my dreams, my thoughts, my daily life, sometimes consuming me. For so long my life was my life, they were my life. The life I lived as a child. Yet, I was not their life. Otherwise, how could they have questioned and doubted me so. My pain, my intent.

Jun 26 2018

Looking back, 5.26.18

Matthew ~ Luke ~ James

Matthew 7:1-5 ~
1 “Do not judge, or you too will be judged. 2 For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. 3 “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? 4 How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? 5 You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.

Luke 6:37-42 ~
37 “Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven. 38 Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” 39 He also told them this parable: “Can the blind lead the blind? Will they not both fall into a pit? 40 The student is not above the teacher, but everyone who is fully trained will be like their teacher. 41 “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? 42 How can you say to your brother, ‘Brother, let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when you yourself fail to see the plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.

James 4:11-12 ~
11 Brothers and sisters, do not slander one another. Anyone who speaks against a brother or sister or judges them speaks against the law and judges it. When you judge the law, you are not keeping it, but sitting in judgment on it. 12 There is only one Lawgiver and Judge, the one who is able to save and destroy. But you—who are you to judge your neighbor?

Luke 6:31-36 ~
31 Do to others as you would have them do to you. 32 “If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners love those who love them. 33 And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that. 34 And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, expecting to be repaid in full. 35 But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be children of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. 36 Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.

These mean something to me. I guess you could say I take these literally. Which is a hard statement for me to process because I don’t take this book that was written centuries ago in its entirety literally? I just can’t.

As a Buddhist, I also don’t take books about the Dharma or the Buddha literally because of how long ago they were transcribed. Because words are lost in translation and what was happening then that needed attention. But I can, hopefully, intellectually and with an open compassionate heart assimilate it to today, at this moment. And use it to be respectful of others.

How do you pray for things?

What kind of things do you “pray” for?

Are these questions you or I should have to answer to or for anyone?

For me, this brings in the question of respect.

What is prayer?
“a solemn request for help or expression of thanks addressed to God or an object of worship.”

How do you support or work to pull attention to things that are important to you?

Would you risk your entire future and livelihood to bring attention to what you believe to be an injustice? Many are right now and many object. Why?

A kneel is a kneel is a kneel. Unless you time it incorrectly in someone else’s eye. I’d want to take a close look at the heart behind that eye.

“This is the tale of two Christian sports personalities, one of whom is the darling of the American church while the other is reviled. And their differences reveal much about the brand of Christianity preferred by many in the church today.”

The flag ~
Literally, the thirteen stripes on the flag represent the thirteen original colonies. The fifty stars represent the fifty current states. Figuratively, the flag stands for freedom and democracy. It represents the unity of America, our common cause, and the hope for a better tomorrow.

In some of my “stuff”, I came across these two small stickers. A little smaller than a business card a bit bigger than a stamp. Is it code?

“The Flag Code prohibits using the flag “for any advertising purpose” and also states that the flag “should not be embroidered, printed, or otherwise impressed on such articles as cushions, handkerchiefs, napkins, boxes, or anything intended to be discarded after temporary use”.[84] Both of these codes are generally ignored, almost always without comment.

Section 8, entitled Respect For Flag states in part: “The flag should never be used as wearing apparel, bedding, or drapery”, and “No part of the flag should ever be used as a costume or athletic uniform”. Section 3 of the Flag Code[85] defines “the flag” as anything “by which the average person seeing the same without deliberation may believe the same to represent the flag of the United States of America”.

An additional part of Section 8 Respect For Flag, that is frequently violated at sporting events is part (c) “The flag should never be carried flat or horizontally, but always aloft and free.”

Huh? ⬆️ that last little paragraph I have trouble with, especially with what follows ⬇️. You know that whole freedoms of speech thing. It seems after the fact. I am sure it’s been added recently and has not always been part of the ‘code’. You tell me.

Although the Flag Code is U.S. federal law, there is no penalty for a private citizen or group failing to comply with the Flag Code and it is not widely enforced—indeed, punitive enforcement would conflict with the First Amendment right to freedom of speech.[86] Passage of the proposed Flag Desecration Amendment would overrule legal precedent that has been established.”

Jun 26 2018

Looking back, 5.25.18

Just because you don’t like it.

Just because it doesn’t fit in your box.

Just because you wish it weren’t true.

Does not make it fake or not a truth.

Jun 26 2018

Looking back, 5.10.18

I don’t feed the trolls ever. I was tempted this time.

So. She is a woman, I am a woman and that is all that is necessary to accept her unquestionably and say thumbs up and support her?

I think not Steve.

The dumbest argument today.

So. Since she is a woman and I am a woman I should just support her? That how she would handle a crisis situation in times of war shouldn’t be questioned male or female? And that by her ideas seem to be diametrically opposed to mine, I can’t say no to her because we are both women?

Again – DUMBEST argument today.

Does he accept the actions of every male because he is a male? Maybe? Can I guess by his comment that he voted for Trump and is not a fan of anyone who didn’t? I had said, Democrats, but I am hard pressed to say that ONLY Democrats voted for Hilary and that only Republicans voted for Trump.

Would he vote for and support any male just because they are male? I think he may have…

Jun 26 2018

Looking back, 4.25.18

Lots of people say lots of things about what is missing today here or there.

What is missing is respect. Respect in word, speech, and deed.

Something my parents taught me by example.

At our very best if we respect each other even in the midst of a difference of opinion, imagine, just imagine what that might do for our discourse? If we continue to disrespect, dehumanize, call each other names and normalize that for no other reason than our differences…well.

I believe that respect is at an astonishingly all time low and I wonder if we can recover.

But I will commit 110% to honorable mutual respect in all ways. And if that makes me a snowflake, how beautiful they are.