Torenia; common name, Wishing Flower, Blue Wings , Clown Flower
zone 5-6, prefers shade.
No running around.
Bodywork informs the heart through the connective tissues.
Weeding, feeling the coolness of the damp earth mix with hands.
This, is knowledge.
I contemplate racism, and white privilege and where my responsibility lies.
Any side/opinion/right/wrong creates immediate dualism. Haven’t I been pursuing the other way for a long time now? It all lends itself to fundamentalism.
I don’t want any part of it. This is not to say that I don’t want to see change.
To see us loving our brothers and sisters without judgment. It’s just that I’m not going to “fight” a “battle”. We need a new lexicon.
I know it’s complicated. It’s as complicated as, right now, in this exact moment, to not hold on to any of the past history, and change your mind.
I’ve been reading a book by Alice Walker, published a few years ago, “The Cushion in the Road: Meditation and Wandering as the Whole World Awakens to Being in Harm’s Way”.
In the section titled, Meditation, she begins with a quote from Walt Whitman:
“This is what you shall do: love the earth and the sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem.”
I think I’m going to vote in Alice Walker in the 2016 Presidential Election.
Love is the answer.