rend·er /rendər/ verb
- provide or give (a service, help, etc.)
- cause to be or become; make
- furnish for consideration
- transmit to a clearer form
If you are happy and I am happy – that makes two.
If I am also happy for you, and you are also happy for me – that’s four.
Why just add to the joy of the season when we can plainly multiply it?
Render a plot of life unique
No other trek will do.
Judge others not
What they begot
Admeasure all paths as true.
Peace on Earth.
“The heart that gives, gathers.” ― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching.
Taking care of ourself should be a priority. Our body, mind, and spirit grow strongest with proper use.
So, eat well.
We gather a love only as plentiful as the seeds of compassion we share.
I wish you all big love.
Dividing lines are forming fast.
The rift remains the same:
A crooked, selfish, hellish blaze
Where hatred fans the flames.
Water, peace, and Mother Earth
Were challenged then and now.
What needs to change
Is scope and range
Till tolerance abounds.
May native lands grow calm again.
May the water run free and pure.
May individual freedom reign,
And humanity endure.
We are one.
Peace, love, and hope…
If only we could
Listen a moment sooner,
Push a little gentler,
Hug a second longer,
Love a smidgen wider, and
Forgive a minute quicker,
What a kinder day would rise.
Peace and hope…
Do not free a camel of the burden of his hump; you may be freeing him from being a camel. -Gilbert K. Chesterton
Freeing ourselves from our burdens is not always possible. That does not mean we are doomed to break under the pressures of family, occupation, or self.
Today, my sister and I brought Abraham to the hospital to flush the port in his chest, to be examined by the radiation oncologist for side effects or signs of regression, and to confirm the route we will take to amplify his decreased hearing due to the ototoxicity of chemotherapy.
All of those things are difficult.
Yet, all of those things are who we are.
Here is Abraham in the Chicago Sports Room waiting for the nurse to come with her tray full of needles and syringes. With all the pains and discomforts and inconveniences and exclusions that cancer has thrown at my little boy, needle pokes are the toughest part for him.
Yet, there he stands proud of his hat, and although he was definitely afraid, when the time came, he took his seat and allowed Nurse Jessica to do what she needed to do – because that’s just who he is.
Sometimes, recognizing our responsibilities as part of what makes us whole and unique shifts the weight of what we must carry to what we are made of; thereby adding substance to our sense of self and reducing the pressure from our sense of duty.
Peace, love, and shifting perspectives
We can be the image we wish to see.
It begins within.
It begins with me.
A smile is a simple place to start a chain reaction of kindness.
Peace, love, and hope…
Looking outward at a skewed society changes nothing. Blaming the world for atrocities it can no longer bear changes nothing.
Finding balance in a shifting world is only possible if we continue seeking the resources of our own peaceful center of truth.
It starts within.
It starts with me.
(Kankakee River, November 2016)
Love, and hope…