Love us all

I'm surprising myself by writing this. I was engaged in a great internal debate with myself for quite some time. At odds were two convinctions I feel fairly strongly about. At the core of this battle: love. Love for high and love for human.

I must say I gave myself a great challenge. The wrestling match often changed leads and points were scored almost at will on both sides of the board.

I have friends whom I love on both ends of a widely divided spectrum. Friends whose opinions I respect, and whose ideas provoke thought from me. I struggled with the notion of potentially disagreeing with a force not to be disagreed with. Finally I concluded that I wasn't disagreeing with that power at all. If anything I was embracing it.

As a unified body, we have set out to live representative of love. Doing so we live among ideas and beliefs, customs and taboos, which we may or may not understand, but with which we have great disagreement. It's not a matter of being closed minded, it's a matter of our mind being made up. However our deicsions to act must be representative of love. Regardless of our convictions love must be the root of all our decisions.

It is not against the law to engage in beliefs which conflict with our own. Bowing on a rug, wailing at a wall, serenely seated with legs cross and a gentle hum escaping from our lips; we do not try to legislate. Regardless that each ritual is against the idea and hope we have placed our lives in. No attempt to regulate or force disengagement comes across the docket. If in the eyes of One each back turned is as painful as the next, if no waivering from the path yields greater anguish than any other, why then is it condonable to elevate one path to love as being more inappropriate than the other?

We do not need to condone it. We do not need to agree with it. We do not need to enjoy it. We do not need to accomodate it.

We do need to love. We do need to accept. We do need to cherish and take care of. We do need to walk side by side.

We are sailing in the same ship admist the same rough seas. Division does nothing but allow evil to conquer. Our walk does not include ostracising those whose path follows a different moon.

If we don't do it with a different hope, why would we do it with a different love?

Greeny

The fan sitting on my desk next to me is very sweet. Typically I sleep with it on high, but seeing as I'm not sleeping I've got it running on energy saving mode. I'm doing my part to save the environment. Go green everybody go green.

Speaking of green..I do believe green to be the color of jade. So if someone is "green" does that mean they're jaded? And I don't mean green as in hippie save the world green, I mean green as in new. Or green as in unexperienced. I.e. greenhorn. The interaction between being green and jaded would strike me as contradictory. How can someone be green and jaded and the same time? Don't you have to be involved in something for some time to become jaded? I don't know. I'm rambling. I'm green.

My cat just jumped onto my bed behind me. My bed is old and creaks even when my 8 pound ball of fur makes her way onto its springs. Oh she just jumped down. Recently new floors were installed in my room; they went from carpet to lamenent which is a mock of hardwood. How do you spell lamenent? I get the angry squiggly line when I type "lamenent" but when I ask Firefox for suggestions the word I'm looking for does not pop up. Oh well. Anyways I've become obsessed with the sound of my kitty's paws jumping from any height and landing on the the floors. It's rather precious if I do say so myself.

Share your thoughts with me.

cold and sick

the candor of your life
buried by the powerful
who fear
brood not my dear
i hear your cries from beyond the page
though i know not what to make of that which hints say
the least of which is i believe.

you will be found.
you will not erased.

p.s. Merry you will forever my dear be protected.