“I’m not a racist. I have a lot of black friends. I work with a lot of black people.”
In crisis, shoulds and oughts don’t help. Love wins out over guilt any day.
Light and shadows at once. The dark sides of trees against a lit up lawn and sky. The light and the shade both suck us in. And we suck in light and shadow. We are both. We are neither. We are the full scene. And more. A more without end.
Coffee before the sun comes up. But there was no sunrise today. The gray dawn grew merely more brightly gray
Is the real You a somewhat…? When the hell will You stop trying to work on yourself, and care about other people?
You cannot fail at loving your enemies, or you will fail at loving your most intimate loved ones. And, your very own self. (YOU are your worst enemy… and you “know” it.)