Personally, life has thrown me into many, many months of being off course of my life of plans, forcing me to stopping practicing my singing and piano, composing, my creative projects. Even my work on the house, including sanding, painting its exterior. Everything has been pushed aside, while consumed by this issue. Much of the time has been gotten through by getting from one minute to the next. Usually, a person who spends time standing for others' human rights, I have been forced to do a lot of work about the personal issue.
Control of the issue is not mine. I do work hard on what I can. Diligent, persistent, dedicated. Not knowing how this will affect my life in the end is part of the difficult story. There has been no cadence.
I am aware that I am not a refugee, forced to be separated from my family, going without food and a warm, comfortable bed. I am sad for those that suffer these things.
The only creative thing that I have done is to write. To work through my feelings. Writing in my journals. Writing is cathartic, therapeutic. But writing forced to be only for me. But writing is a gift, a refuge. A saving grace.
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What have I done to get by? I give myself pockets of time to stop working on the issue. To try to leave the worry, and get some sense of release. When the situation is in a pause and allows it.
Today, Nov 4, 2019, the USA formally took the first steps to leave the Paris Climate Agreement. I believe this is one humanly made disastrous mistake.
I leave this excerpt of John F Kennedy's Peace speech:
So, let us not be blind to our differences, but let us also direct attention to our common interests and the means by which those differences can be resolved. And if we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity.
For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children’s future. And we are all mortal. President John F Kennedy Peace Speech at American University June 10, 1963
This post is a part of the Blog for Peace annual November 4 effort. It is an online Peace Community started by Mimi Lenox. We post on our blogs, or a create a peace même, called a Peace globes and post at Instagram, Twitter. This year the theme is Change Your Climate, personal or global.
Note: can’t get my own comments to post. Using an iPad. My comment responses in order:
To Sherry a Blue Sky
Thank you! Yes indeed ~ writing is my saving grace. It is touching to be a part of this peace community ❤️
To Mimi Lenox
Thank you so much, Mimi. I am so grateful to be a member of this Peace community. The love and nurturing you do is so apparent. The community sprit of support is the foundation of building moments of peace into grander motion forward. Creativity is my reason for being, as is being a soldier for goodness, compassion and seeing things for what they are. Yes, I agree with your thoughts. Recognizing the power in our words, music, the arts is the gift of being connected to all. Engaging in the arts is the medicine for our need to connect, and is the way to heal whatever is fragmented, hurting, unclear, broken. My love to you❤️ Sandra