me to my people
my people to this place
this putah creek watershed
the watershed and valley belong together
like a family
the valley with the earth
the earth with the solar system
the solar system with the universe
all that is
life touches life
which touches life again
i bow nine times
The air of July has the fragrance of jasmine, roses, and oak trees. That is to give relief from the foolishness of the other humans. The greed, the heartlessness. The liars in government and business. The lack of kindness.
Friend, enjoy that relief whenever and wherever you can. Walk through the woods and forests, away from the concrete and the machines. Be alone and silent sometimes. Cool your feet in the creek.
The air of July has the fragrance of jasmine, roses, and oak trees. It is there for anyone to breathe. It is there for you.
I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who it's for or against.
-Malcolm X, assassinated 56 years ago today.
Caring is all we have. Cynicism is just a soft form of denial.
Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.
In accepting yourself, you’re simply agreeing to the fact that you are already accepted by the entire universe, just as you are.
-Ruben L. F. Habito