Just a short post today to link to a poem I read this morning, “Sunday Morning in the Church of Air” by Catherine Abbey Hodges in Swwim Lit Mag. It’s a beautiful poem that felt like a breath of fresh air after way too many days in pollution. Lately, I feel like I’m surrounded by toxic energy because of the dirty politics in our country, the finger-pointing, the screaming , the anger. I feel like so many are filled with hate and retribution and I don’t think they realize how it’s poisoning them and our country. Social Media has given everyone a voice and most of those voices, lately, are used to tear down, bully, redicule. The intolerance is crushing.
I’m taking steps to severely limit toxic, angry voices in my online and television time. Yes, there are reasons to be angry but not.all.the.time. Don’t let it take over your life. It’s bad mental health. And, remember, everyone is entitled to their opinions and no one is right all the time.
Thank goodness for Poets who write about the beautiful in life, the good, the light. I’ll always choose the road to light over darkness. I will not allow anger, violence, and hate to change who I am. I have that power and so do you.
And none of this depends
on me, though I see now that somehow
I depend on it—the river, the stooped
heron and the one rising on great wings
above its reflection
**Steps off soap box.*
Have a beautiful day, friends. 🍁
One thought on “On Beauty and Poison”
Thanks Charlotte. I think women feel their voice, it’s about time, and things are over zealous and abundant. We will find ourselves towards the middle when these high profile cases settle out. My hope is for higher women economics & business status. Men have owned everything for too long. Maybe the arts will finally fully bloom! 💐🎶📚 🎨🎥🇺🇸 Thanks.
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