28th
Oh Grandma…
I was going to offer her a ride to go and early vote. Then she says to me, “Well honey, that’s sweet, but I just sent in my absentee ballot”. So I ask the inevitably depressing question, “So, who’d you vote for?”. “Well, your not gonna like it”, she says. Oh Damn! She was swindled into voting for McCain based on the Rovian fear tactics that got Bush re-elected, or should I say, elected legitimately.
I am so tired though, honestly, of politics in general. Why can’t people just be honest people? I know that’s just how our world is, people are so much more concerned with drama & the juicy story; but come on. Does any of that shit really matter, no! What matters is truth and goodness and respect for the earth and all of it’s creatures. Why can’t we, as a human race, focus on that?
I should be grateful and realize that the energy I put out there for goodness, justice, love, peace, truth, etc., will do good in the world somewhere & hopefully will follow me whereever I go. But sometimes it’s hard. It’s hard to remember that stuff when it feels like there’s so much more evil and treachery and deceit- sometimes it feels like that overpowers anything I might put out there.
But we can’t lose hope that good triumphs over evil. Deep down we know it does, we wouldn’t have all of the classic hero stories if it weren’t true. We just have to hold onto that no matter what is thrown in our face; the lies, the bitterness, the jealously, the discrimination. We, as good residents of the earth, have to realize our power that we share; essentially it is all love, goodness, truth, light, generosity, compassion, tranquility; this power which are all a part of and just have to direct it outward~ then it comes back to us, or something…
Anyway, I love you Grandma. She told me “I’ve never not voted for a President, and I thought about not voting, but I just couldn’t”. I’m sorry that she felt like she really didnt’ have a choice. I feel sorry for those people who believe everything they hear & read in the news. It proves to me the power that “media” holds over us & when not used for good, it can be utterly destructive. Either way, my grandma has always been a strong woman and I’m proud that she believes in the democratic process. Her mother wasn’t able to vote the way she has been, or the way my mom or I have been able to. In fact, her mother was among the first women voters & how incredible that must have felt.
Let’s not forget about love! Don’t be afraid to put it out there.
And oh yeah, DON’T FORGET TO VOTE!!!!
