I am truly disturbed by the comments I read in response to current events articles/polls. I don’t understand the mindset of my ‘fellow’ Americans in the least bit. There is so much hostility. Misguided and even subliminally planted hostility perhaps?
This morning, a poll asking:
“Would you support the deportation of natural-born American citizens that are the children of illegal immigrants?”
44% said yes; 49% said no and 7% said maybe
This country was founded on this belief. Many, many, many of the people in my family, in my professional and personal life are citizens of this country because this is the open-armed stance branded on the spirit of this country. Grandparents foreign born, great-grandparents and yes, parents who came here seeking prosperity (legal or not) found solace in the fact that they were, just by being on this land, creating a better life for their blood.
This debate circling around immigration is a smoke screen. A distraction of monumental proportions aimed at shooting through your emotions and keeping you embroiled in a moot point. Creating a division of people based on things that matter little in the scheme of the truth. The government is sending troops to patrol the border, Arizona is going rouge in an attempt to “bring light on the situation”, everyone and their racist mothers are offended and people who sympathize and have compassion are uneducated or worse, liberals. The truth is, it is not about patrolling the border, it is not about preventing people from coming here, it is not about the money and the burden of the communities affected…It is about a government not being forward thinking enough on purpose. The simple solution is so simple and so righteous and so obvious, but yet, the minds are not going there. What is required is a way to make illegal’s legal. Im so sick and tired of people making excuses. Im sick and tired of hearing people’s perfectly planted rage against people just trying to live. Find a way to allow people to come and work and support their families.
The ignorance of the ripple effects we as Americans create all over the world astounds me daily. Your privilege and your comfort come at a karmic price. You have an opportunity every single day to balance the scale through compassion and true understanding. Walk in peoples shoes and stay awake.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
on a more positive note
so i left that spewing piece here to sit by itself for a few weeks. felt good to get it off my chest, but re-reading it makes me ashamed of myself.
my father is flawed, as we all are. such anger is not an answer to the problem. I am not sure what the answer is if there is even one. I am taking the moments as they come, letting go of the moments that have long since passed. I am not going to guilt myself into 'action' as I just don't have the fight in me. I will not guilt myself into feeling at all actually.
Time may heal us, he is my father. Words can fall harshly, but only matter if the ears they fall on, believe them. So perhaps, it doesn't matter. And perhaps, I need to keep my spirit focused on more positive things.
that which i put into the world, is that which the world will return to me.
my energy is aligning itself without my will, it is being guided to a place where I am empowered. when I wrap my head around the discomfort of guilt and anger, I realize that I do not need to sit there if I choose not to. my mind, my spirit, my energy is strong enough to change my reality. and this is what I am choosing to focus on.
I feel like I am coming back to a place of knowledge that I once held, but unlearned through the struggles that life throws us. It is easy to wrap your head around it and dance with it for a while. I want to retain it, find a practice, a daily affirmation, something to keep it playing in the background of my experiences.
I am journaling nightly now as a form of therapy, release and understanding. I have neglected the part of myself that pours onto a page for fear of judgment, fear that I might not make sense, might contradict, might be self-absorbed. So stupid! I feel like I was blindfolded and spun and now that the blind fold is off, everything is still spinning. I am out of sorts with my myself, time to realign and gain strength through the understanding of myself again.
~peace, love & light~
my father is flawed, as we all are. such anger is not an answer to the problem. I am not sure what the answer is if there is even one. I am taking the moments as they come, letting go of the moments that have long since passed. I am not going to guilt myself into 'action' as I just don't have the fight in me. I will not guilt myself into feeling at all actually.
Time may heal us, he is my father. Words can fall harshly, but only matter if the ears they fall on, believe them. So perhaps, it doesn't matter. And perhaps, I need to keep my spirit focused on more positive things.
that which i put into the world, is that which the world will return to me.
my energy is aligning itself without my will, it is being guided to a place where I am empowered. when I wrap my head around the discomfort of guilt and anger, I realize that I do not need to sit there if I choose not to. my mind, my spirit, my energy is strong enough to change my reality. and this is what I am choosing to focus on.
I feel like I am coming back to a place of knowledge that I once held, but unlearned through the struggles that life throws us. It is easy to wrap your head around it and dance with it for a while. I want to retain it, find a practice, a daily affirmation, something to keep it playing in the background of my experiences.
I am journaling nightly now as a form of therapy, release and understanding. I have neglected the part of myself that pours onto a page for fear of judgment, fear that I might not make sense, might contradict, might be self-absorbed. So stupid! I feel like I was blindfolded and spun and now that the blind fold is off, everything is still spinning. I am out of sorts with my myself, time to realign and gain strength through the understanding of myself again.
~peace, love & light~
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