Friday, October 31, 2008

Oh Beautiful...


O beautiful for spacious skies,



For amber waves of grain,


For purple mountain majesties


Above the fruited plain!


America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!


O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassion'd stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness.

America! America!
God mend thine ev'ry flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law.

- Katherine Lee Bates

Thursday, October 30, 2008

get up, stand up and vote

don't give up...

Love Thursday-family



Inevitably, when their cousin comes over the clothes come off and the pretend clothes go on. They fall into imaginary roles, their own fairy tale that they narrerate themselves. I watch them and listen as they fill my heart with possibility and potential. If we could all just let go, dress up and create a new story for ourselves?! If we could depart from the same old mundane story!

Yeah, this IS scary...

I know it's LOVE THURSDAY and all, but I just have to vent! Just got this email from my uncle in Florida. He's one to constantly pass around the fwd's and I often take a quick glance or just delete all together. I'm not trying to hop on board the wagon train of crap circulating about, but this just elicited SUCH a reaction that I feel the need to share! I do find that some (a tiny minority) of these fwd's out there in the world are excellent, or funny, or even thought provoking.

BUT.

Click below to catch a gander of my morning read, fully prepared with music to boot!

In the subject it reads:

FWD: THIS IS SO SCARY!!!!!

The fear tactics are OVER the top! The lies, the spin...I'm sick. We are a nation divided and I am in a twist over this election, and moreover, what will happen afterward. My kids are growing up in the Bush Era. Let's put an end to it.

Please Vote.


Encourage EVERY PERSON you know to vote for change!



Tuesday, October 28, 2008

If you can vote early...JUST DO IT~

Monday, October 27, 2008

Chama, NM


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Get Out the Vote!

Obamanos!!!!


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Abiquiu, NM

Get Out the Vote


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Friday, October 24, 2008

Small Town Western Colorado Welcomes....

John McCain





Thursday, October 23, 2008

My Entertainment Prayers Have Been Answered

I will even be near a TV in Santa Fe this weekend.

Love Thursday- Care of The Soul


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Feeling off kilter seems to be a perfect description of Scott and I these days. Doing things like losing stuff or writing out a stack of bills and then not mailing them, finding them in a pocket near the dash board of the car and locking the keys in the car.

I have also been consumed by sadness over that racism still so evident and apparently being exploited by politicians in America. My desire for political change permeates deeply, it feels so needed, yet my ego is completely tangled up in this. How do I know?

Its the hot burning flesh on my cheeks when I hear John McCain is coming to my city to hold a rally. Its the fast paced heart beat when I read letters in the paper calling Obama a terrorist or a Muslim (as if being Muslim is evil) and my anger bubbling over. I know when my son comes home and tells me that his coach called his team "a bunch of pussies" for liking "Osama...I mean Obama". The anger is always there at the tip of my tongue in the base of my gut waiting for a chance to run its familiar course through my veins heart and mind. A habit, a comfortable place I return to when I cannot make sense of the world around me.

Nonetheless, I have had some amazing teachers. I understand these emotions a little more I know how to not go "all the way" with my feelings. I once learned that a true leader manages their anger and frustration channeling only loving kindness into the changes they make. Community organizers, activists or politicians looking to change the world cannot really make changes until they have found a level of peace within.

I am listening to this message today. I can seek to overcome the ignorance and racism in America when I find my "sweet spot" of loving kindness.

Thus, I have dragged my stiff and rigid body both to Yoga class and to the weekly meditation-Dharma talk that inspires me so. I can honestly say that after this most recent Hot Yoga class my mind feels clearer (although I can hardly walk my rib cage feels bruised and my arms feel numb) and I know that by setting my intention for each class I am somehow changing patterns.

When times are troubled, how do you resist your old patterns? For me it is anger, which becomes more tempered as I get older but ever present as I find a path through life.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Is snoring legitimate grounds for divorce?

If your partner snores and you haven't slept well in the past 10 years, are you intitled to be a bit grumpy? How about if you have an 8 month old baby who can fall asleep just fine , they just can't stay asleep because of the random grizzly bear/ freight train/ babbling brook/choking gasp/ gargling/ lion/cocaine snort ? Have people killed people over less? Some nights my efforts to get her to sleep are so in vain that I seriously contemplate giving up alltogether. He has to breathe to live right? So smothering him with my pillow won't solve my problem. okay I give up then , any suggestions that really will WORK ? Otherwise I'm gonna start looking up my ex's and see if they wanna take me back so I can get some rest. Of course that means I'll start getting some sleep but have to settle for all those tiny dicks again.
Screw it , I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Doe a Deer, a Female Deer TICK!


A side of key LYME pie anyone?


I have been SO SICK! Seriously, when the thermometer reads 106...reality starts to take on a bit of an odd hue, to say the least. For over six weeks now I have been complaining to my husband about muscle aches, numbness in my toes, and this odd case of vertigo that seems to really enjoy my company. Have you ever had real live vertigo? It's something. Wow! It feels like you're on a ride that just won't stop, and the nausea is enough to make you start pulling out the big guns. You know the ones. Like,

"God, if you just make it go away I promise, I'll never again (fill in the blank)___________. "

Oh yeah. Good times. I don't know about you, but I can weather a good seasonal cold just fine. I feel like crap and look the worse for wear, but put one foot in front of the other and before you know it...your day is done! Wooo Whooo! Sleep deprivation? No problem! Pukey kids? Got it covered! Broken bones? Been there, done that--they LOVE us at the ER! Sick husband? I know the drill.

Now the Lyme, that's a horse of a different color. In the last 7 days the Lyme decided to make it's presence known. The Lyme has reached a FEVER PITCH, pun intended.

PICTURE IT (I always think of Sofia from the Golden Girls here) :

going on day 3 of fever. middle of the night, wife soaked in her own sweat talking to people who aren't there; burning up, but freezing and shivering all over. the thermometer has climbed higher than you can imagine possible without a team of doc's and tubes & the works around her bedside, assuring you that all will be OK. he grabs the phone and frantically dials, expectations running wild. hang up.

dormancy.

ring ring. doctor say's "ER here you come" into the husband's waiting ear. 4 kids asleep nearby. one 17MO who exhibits great disdain for anyone other than her mom & dad. damn that separation anxiety! why now? he sees himself carrying the kicking toddler in the ambulance...what to do?

husband, making the executive decision, runs to freezer and covers wife in bath of ice & cold clothes. he sets vigil at her bed side, afraid to blink. will she seize? have brain damage? should i wake the neighbor? he gives another round of tylenol and waits. his only job--the thermometer. every 2 minutes he does the requisite check. beep. 105.6! Great Scott, it's coming down!


Thank you God for the good sense to pair me with this man. My life would be empty without him in it. Thank you for healing me. Thank you that I am alive at this time where they have antibiotics to heal things like Lyme Disease. Thank you for good doctors. Thank you for my body and it's resiliency. Thank you for my wonderful children who love their mom so much. Thank you.


Monday, October 20, 2008

A Message From MoveOn.Org

Dear MoveOn member,

Across the country, folks like you have been working hard to talk to voters about Barack Obama. Thanks so much for all you've been doing!
Here's one more simple thing you can do right now—it takes just 30 seconds. Do you know Obama supporters who might be watching the news and starting to think that this election's in the bag? That Obama's got this wrapped up?

If so, please forward them the below Top 5 list of reasons Obama supporters can't rest easy. Let's spread this far and wide, and make sure folks don't let up, now that the finish line is in sight!


TOP 5 REASONS OBAMA SUPPORTERS CAN'T REST EASY


1. The polls may be wrong. This is an unprecedented election. No one knows how racism may affect what voters tell pollsters—or what they do in the voting booth. And the polls are narrowing anyway. In the last few days, John McCain has gained ground in most national polls, as his campaign has gone even more negative.

2. Dirty tricks. Republicans are already illegally purging voters from the rolls in some states. They're whipping up hysteria over ACORN to justify more challenges to new voters. Misleading flyers about the voting process have started appearing in black neighborhoods. And of course, many counties still use unsecure voting machines.

3. October surprise. In politics, 15 days is a long time. The next McCain smear could dominate the news for a week. There could be a crisis with Iran, or Bin Laden could release another tape, or worse.

4. Those who forget history... In 2000, Al Gore won the popular vote after trailing by seven points in the final days of the race. In 1980, Reagan was eight points down in the polls in late October and came back to win. Races can shift—fast!

5. Landslide. Even with Barack Obama in the White House, passing universal health care and a new clean-energy policy is going to be hard. Insurance, drug and oil companies will fight us every step of the way. We need the kind of landslide that will give Barack a huge mandate.

If you agree that we can't rest easy, please sign up to volunteer at your local Obama office by clicking here:

http://www.moveon.org/r?r=31257&id=14522-8633845-EUBylXx&t=2

We're just 15 days away from turning the page on the Bush era—but we can't afford to take our eye off the ball. We've got to keep pushing until the very end.


By sending this email to others, encouraging them to volunteer with Obama, and signing ourselves up to volunteer for Obama, we can make a big difference together and help Obama win.
Thanks for all you do.

–Adam, Lenore, Adam G., Patrick S. and the rest of the team

Locking your keys in your car twice in a week?


"Wake up mom?!!"

Lost my cell phone while jogging on the bike trail.
Burnt the black beans & green chile.

What does this mean?
Why did this happen?

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Love Thursday- The Rare Animal Caught in a Photograph


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He hates this, but he let me. How he has grown and has become a strong young man. He is lovely!

Campaign Stop: Salazar & Ritter


Photo Credit and link to article The New Yorker



We are getting great attention from our leaders here in SW Colorado. Today, we attended an event with Governor Ritter and Claire was able to shake his hand.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

No Place I'd Rather Be



On a lake in the Rockies with those I love and the Autumn sun sparkling all around.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

My girl...

Love. Is that word big enough to really say all there is to say about her. I really don't know any one word that could say how I feel. I'm not even sure there ARE enough words to say how important she is and has been to me. She is my life and for now I am hers. Being able to be around her , just the two of us, these first , well, almost 8 months now, have been the most important months so far in my life.


She rules the house and my heart in one random squeal or tear. And no matter how often she cries for attention or from hurt , she knows I'll come running. She loves to smile at me as much as she loves to scream. And even though I'm tired, I can't wait to open my eyes to see the delight in hers when she sees me for the first time each morning.


After all the chasing and loving and nursing and consoling , sometimes I'm rewarded with a kiss from her. Some days when I start to get frustrated with how much she needs my attention , I forget how much it is that I really need her. I waited my whole life for her and now shes here , in the flesh. Soft and cool and cuddly and loving , she is mine.

I am not sure who to thank , that I get to be this involved in her life. Do I thank John for working two jobs so I can be home with her? Do I thank a God , with whom I don't believe in , for creating this life and this blessing? Or do I thank her for letting me be her mother and needing me like she does , even if it will only last a short time ? Whatever the answer may be , I should probably thank my own mother for making sure that I knew that I was important even when I didn't think I was.

gone.


Hands no longer so tiny
she used to let me
hold them
and her
endlessly.

gulping at my breast
day into night
two as one.
my little light
just for me
all mine.

the light went out.

and she's gone
gone for good.
replaced with longing.
scratches for kisses
scowls for smiles

she runs and I chase.
this is our dance.
she, the runner,
and I, the huntress.

no more midnight meetings
her and I
sharing this secret
over breakfast

I plead,

"why
do you have
to go?
just a bit longer?
just a little
more time?
It's too soon.
I'm not ready.
Not yet!"

she resists
and I,
I track her.
But it's too late!

She is gone.
My baby's gone.

a thief has come!
help!
stolen away
in the night
gone.

no one to call
no one can help
my baby
she's already gone.


Monday, October 13, 2008

A Day in the Sun



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Is she me? I feel so close the her, as if we are so totally one that I can see and know exactly every feeling she has. Her tenacity for life is unwavering, her body strong and her mind moves seamlessly from topic to topic.

Nonetheless, she is not me but a gift to this world. She is my teacher and my reward for all this I have cultivated here on earth.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Bobby Kennedy Jr. Rally


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This morning my daughter and I attended a rally for Barack Obama with Bobby Kennedy and Arturo Rodriguez of the United Farm Workers.

Today, we were asked to sacrifice our time for this election and for the future of our children. I spent my day canvassing public housing voters in two very large apartment complexes. Some people, who were in their 60's are voting for the very first time! Like when Kennedy ran, Obama evokes a sense of inclusion and importance for people.
I spent my time explaining to people how to protect their vote, what ID to bring to the polls and how to check on their paper ballots. One man, who was probably drunk, told me he was voting Barama and Halin since he was cool and she was hot, they's make a great team; I just said, "That's wonderful!".

Robert Kennedy is an expert on alternative energy and gave a speech on how we as a country can be totally free of polluting fuel while helping to expand and regenerate our economy. In fact, he discussed how Israel will be Gasoline Free in less that 3 years, so yes it can be done.

A Rainy Weekend


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Friday, October 10, 2008

Good Morning


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Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn. ~Elizabeth Lawrence

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Why do I lose faith in people?

Love Thursday-Sister Friends


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I cannot say whether they will be friends or not?
The argue, they push and they often hurt one another.
When the going gets tough, when one is in trouble at the playground or when one truly needs the other loyalty emerges.
Loyalty and love like I have never seen.

Friends are family you choose, sisters are family forever and occasionally the best friend you could ever want.

How I miss my younger sister, despite our differences I remember and cherish in my heart our moments as the others best friend.

A seed


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Find the seed at the bottom of your heart and bring forth a flower.
- Shigenori Kameoka

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Thanks John, for putting racism on the table....



He is "the one" not "that one" and you are out of touch.

Morning Walk


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This was a scene from my morning walk to my volunteer position downtown. If we could all only be able to see the beauty in the world.

Small salad with a side of breastmilk please!



I just read a blog that rubbed me the wrong way. Is it JUST texanmama and her readers or do others feel this way too? I thought I'd share here to get some feedback.

She writes:

"Whipping It Out In Public"

What do you think when you see a mom breastfeeding in public?
IN THEORY, all mothers probably believe "Oh it's so natural! It's a woman's right!" IN PRACTICE, I can only speak for myself, but it always causes me an internal conflict, much like a car accident: I know I should look away, but I am drawn to the visual. I try to avert my eyes, but I keep looking... keep trying to catch a small glimpse of what's going on... You see, I had some issues breastfeeding half of my 4 children. I had no problems with kids #2 and #4, but I had problems galore with kids #1 and #3. So, I'm often intrigued when I watch a mom breastfeeding - how is she covering herself up? How is that kid staying latched on for so long without wiggling and moving and kicking and squiggling? Can she breastfeed with one arm or does it take her both arms to do the job? How long does the breastfeeding take her? How old is that baby? Even though I feel like I "got it right" with 2 of my kids, I am always interested in watching what other people do with their own kids and how they do it. Kinda like being a fly on the wall. And, just so you know, I do the same thing when I see a kid being naughty and the kid's mom is about to discipline him/her. I want to see how the parent handles it and if it affects the kid. Must... not... stare.... Wait! Don't talk so quiet!! Don't put your back to me - I can't see!!! Anyhoo, I was going to tell you a story about whipping it out in public. Okay, here goes: So, the other day I took baby Sally to the pumpkin patch. It was so cute. Here's a picture to show you: (deleted pic) We went to the pumpkin patch with my mom's group. We met up at 10:30 on a Friday, so you know the only folks there are homeschoolers or moms with kids preschool age or younger. I should expect mom-type of behaviors there, right? So, I don't know why I was so surprised when I saw a mom walking around while breastfeeding her newborn. Yes, she was walking around. And she wasn't even trying to cover up with a blanket or anything. Or even her jacket! Now, I'm not squeamish, but I really didn't want to see a flash of her boobies. I tried to just stay on the other side of the field, by the little tiny apple-sized baby pumpkins. But I don't know why I felt what I felt. Was it shock? Was I offended? Really, I think I was just weirded out. When my kids were newborn, I pretty much had to have complete silence and it had to be the right temperature in the room and I had to have the exactly same chair with the same number and placement of pillows if I expected the breastfeeding sitch to work. Any variations of the plan and I would be sunk. So to see a mom walking around a pumpkin patch letting her child suck away on the nip, well, I just couldn't handle it. Once, when Charlie Brown was a baby, (that was 2 states ago), the whole family went to eat at Chi-Chi's restaurant in Appleton, Wisconsin (long since closed now). I had never nursed in public, but I gave it a shot. We were in a corner booth, and I was squashed up against the table. I think I even bent down a little bit so that Charlie Brown could have a comfortable placement against my chest (even though I was cramping up in my back). It looked like I was shoving him under the table while trying to investigate a tiny particle on the tabletop. Anyway, I was SO desperately afraid someone would see me or I that I would subject them to seeing one tiny inch of my breast. Texan Papa even sat next to me and held out his flannel shirt like a curtain. The whole performance was quite embarrassing, to say the least. Now, though, I'm an old pro and watching a woman breastfeed should be no big deal right? I mean, we see women's appendages all the time in R-rated movies, right? Maybe I just need to grow up. Sheesh."

end quote.

And here is my comment on her post:

"Yes, she was walking around. And she wasn't even trying to cover up with a blanket or anything."

Have you seen women walk around bottle feeding? Shouldn't nursing moms be entitled to the same privileges?

Also, I think the reference to breasts in R rated movies is the root of all this discrimination. A woman's breasts are biologically meant to feed their babies. They are NOT merely sexual objects.

Breastfeeding isn't a "performance" act. It's a right. Or at least, should be.

When a baby is hungry, you feed it. Why should we hide in a bathroom stall or behind blankets as if what we are doing is shameful? Why should I feel the need to be discrete (what does that mean?)? For whom am I hiding this blessed act or covering up for? As women, we should be supportive of each other.

This is NOT support.

Women should not be made to feel like they have to 'ride on the back of the bus' for nourishing their children!

Your post offended me and I imagine, many other women who are trying to create a less hostile environment around feeding their babies, in every form. So what, you have to get a little 'National Geographic' and walk around the pumpkin patch while nursing? At least you don't have to miss it altogether or have an anxiety attack over someone catching you nursing.

I have nursed 4 babies on demand with an interesting mix of responses. Many women DO stare, or at least, hold their gaze at times. Often they will say encouraging things to me about their own experiences-- good or bad while nursing. Many people tell me what a beautiful thing it is.

I always share a knowing look with nursing moms and often ask if I can bring them some water, or help their other little ones while they nurse, to make it easier. Lets not forget, she isn't nursing her baby to offend you or anyone else for that matter. Her baby is hungry.

We need each other.

Let's stop judging one another by picking apart our choices on baby feeding and just appreciate the differences. The perception here of nursing moms is sad to me. Here I thought it was men that kept us back...


Also, equating a car accident with nursing is just wrong.

earthmama

~~~

If women choose to cover up, then awesome. Fine. Whatever makes you feel comfortable. However, we should NEVER be made to feel as if we SHOULD cover up. Newsflash, from what nature intended, babies come out of a vagina and are fed by breasts! Yes?

Child rearing, much like child birth, is raw and human. It's not always discrete and packaged with a silicone nipple. Can we still be OK with it? I support women, not just bottle feeding moms.

Thoughts here?

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Red, White & Blue Skies


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It has turned cold so quick. Fires to survive the evening, more blankets, nobody wants to get out of bed and we are eating soup for Dinner.

The trees are yellow and red, skies are blue and the mountains are newly white.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

When its always sunny and warm....


There comes a cold rainy day reminding us all to get out the fleece, the long johns and the hats. The leaves fall and float along the street. The cold wet air seeps in and everything slows down. Although late, we see that the season has now shifted abruptly as it does here.

Yes, the sun will come out, but with a crisp edge to it. The peaks will show themselves white snow-capped and yellow with Aspens.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Love Thursday-Easy as PIE!


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I almost forgot to blog Love Thursday today as I have forgotten the day of the week and really, just have not wanted to blog.

Care bear and I have been apple picking, peach picking and took a day to make crust, peel fruit and bake several pies. The day flew by and we really had a good time blasting music and baking. It was wonderful; to observe her making and eating her own peach-blueberry pie. Having only one child at home, as I do right now creates a lightness in life. I am beginning to know her more intimately and we have our own secret life together that the others are not part of.

I feel I am creating memories with her that I will always adore. I have made no secret how conflicted I often feel about my choice to stay home and not have paid employment. It does not always come easy for me this stay-at-home mom stuff, I feel pressure to make more money, to use my brain (and Degrees) and get out there in the world. Right now, I am using my heart. It feels, no matter how challenging it can be, right. Especially on a day full of sun, fresh fruit and smiles.

I will get back to you on the days with the laundry mound from hell, children's arguments and cleaning the floor on my hands and knees. That is when I begin to fantasize about those work trips.....

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

We're on the road to NOwhere. Are we?



It's true, I have a lot of friends who share my political views. Also, I live in a part of the world that one might call a "blue state". It's so liberal, in fact, that I forget sometimes that there are dissenting opinions out there that go beyond what's happening on the left. I am familiar with the issues on both sides, I just don't happen to know any republicans (barring family from upstate ny, or what I like to call the other Appalachia ; ). I'm not well versed on the confrontation/discussion on the spot bit, say as someone who lives in a battleground state like my co-blogger here( Hiya Bridge!).

I have a "facebook" friend that I wouldn't be close to necessarily in life, but we went to the same high school, and now we are in each others on line "lives" b/c of this little social networking site. Funny thing this cyber space. Anywho, I saw on my page (you get periodic updates on friend’s activities) that he recently became a "Fan of Sarah Palin, ". And what did I think? Hahahhaha, so funny. So flippin’ funny! What a character he is! Must be so funny to read the comments! Maybe I’ll become a fan too, ``wink`` ``wink``!

So I reply:
"It's a joke, right?".

and he:
Why would it be?

and me, after taking the foot out of my mouth:
I'm sorry. I am surrounded by a totally liberal gang of pp out here, so there has been a fair amount of Palin bashing in my circle. I just assumed...well, you get the idea.

I forgot that there are real live young republicans out there. No judgment, but I'm curious, what do you find so appealing about her platform?

and he:
From what I've seen she's led as an executive at a couple different levels of government, is wildly independent (the Republicans in her own State hate her...including scumbags like Ted Stevens) actually believes in smaller government and hasn't spent the last 30+ years in DC.

I was on the fence with McCain until he and Obama made their choices ... Read Morefor VP. Biden is everything that's wrong with DC and Palin is everything politicians SAY they are - a common person who got into politics to change things and has ascended the ladder because she did just that.

end transcript.

So I'm stunned, right. I have SO MANY issues with his response I don’t know where to begin. He's in his late 20's and REALLY believes what he's saying. No, not a joke. How can this be? How is it possible that we can be living in such alternate realities? How can we see the SAME thing and walk away with two completely different versions of authenticity? We were raised on the same food, same religion, same education, in the same town. How?

I remember watching Capote a few years back and something his character said (philip seymour hoffman) stuck with me, and even now it resonates. It seems fitting here. He says something like,

‘we grew up in the same house, and I went out the front door while he went out the back.'

People are endlessly fascinating. Those little things in life can alter our course in BIG ways. How do you bridge this deep divide in philosophy, worldview, etc. etc.? I guess that's our work here on this spinning ball. It's supposed to be about tolerance & seeing things through other pp's eyes, right? I don’t want to discriminate. I’m not perfect and I certainly don’t have all the answers. So let’s start talking, shall we?

How does one respond in a way where the other person doesn't feel judged? Who can listen once their defenses are up? I’m trying to take the high road. Be tactful and thoughtful about how I would like to be addressed, in drafting my reply.

So after reading what my facebook buddy wrote several times, I'm still stuck.

Utterly stuck.

I'm trying to get there, really. I don't know how to have a dialogue without sending back a laundry list of defensive comments. That's not going to get us anywhere. Isn't that what's happening with the debates? Off to bed. Hopefully, the dawn of a new day will bring a fresh perspective. Night night.

earthmama for Obama






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