- In the language of dreams, Spirit speaks the clearest. The universe beckons us on. -
I often dream in my sleep and I believe in the language of the midnight hours when the soul returns and taps briefly into the sum of all things, where the past, the now, and the future reside effortlessly and seamlessly, like one pool of water flowing into another, into another, into another - feeding each other through the expanse of space and time.
Sometimes my dreams are collaborations of my physical state, something I saw recently, or some issue that my subconscious is trying to solve. Other times I am visiting another with an important piece of sage advise. And yet, at other times it is I who is receiving a personal message from the Divine. This post is to share with you, what I believe, is one of the latter occurrences.
We are nearing the end of the 2016 American Presidential election cycle and boy-oh-boy, what a year it has been, complete with willful verbal missteps, political wrangling and accusations of fraud and disenfranchisement, enough sound bites to deafen every child of a small country, the closest a woman has every gotten to being Commander-in-Chief, Russian hacker espionage, shortsighted political movements based on race and age, circus acts regarding minorities that have embarrassed the most sensible of all of us, and, and, and, and, and.
What can also be said about this election year is that it has been like none other in the course of American history.
Exposé and Common Tales
Because I believe that the magnitude of this subject matter is so important, please permit me, in this second installment of Race, Attraction, and Cognitive Dissonance, the opportunity to flesh out and create a more contextual and deliberate container, and in the interest of clarity let me begin by sharing a number of passages from one of my favorite life-mirroring essays by Reginald Shepherd where in, at one turn he describes being black and at the next turn, being gay.
Today is Veteran’s Day – a day that we as American citizens set aside time to remember those who have fought and died for our liberties and freedoms. So, it’s not altogether unexpected to find articles on why we should appreciate the men and women of uniform. Having come from a family of two military parents, I understand the importance of such honor.
However, I came across an article today from the Salon website that made me think more accurately about Veteran’s Day, those who fight for our “freedoms,” and where our freedoms actually derive from.
