“Common sense insists that we are awake and not dreaming. But the problem is HOW do we know this? … Carroll later wrestled with the problem in his book Sylvie and Bruno, in which the narrator shuttles back and forth mysteriously between dream and real worlds: ‘So either I have been dreaming about Sylvie,” he says to himself in the novel, ” and this is not reality. Or else I’ve really been with Sylvie, and this is a dream! Is life a dream, I wonder?’ “ Hugh Curtler – ‘Are We Dreaming?‘ March 2017
Between Rivas and Limon Nicaragua
An early-December dream entangled itself in my waking hours – and lingered for over a month. The dream sifted through my wakefulness, and I wondered if trouble was brewing for Central America.
I had been dreaming of Nicaragua. Of living in a cozy attic apartment not far from the Costa Rica border, yet in a wild and rural area. In the dream I was interacting with friends that I do not know in this present life. Returning home just before the last of the natural light merged with the night, I spotted a military helicopter sinking low in the distance – as if about to land.
(Helicopter photo taken near Jama Ecuador)
‘Oh no,’ I thought (in my dream) ‘I’m not sure what is happening, but it’s not good.’
Almost immediately the local airport was barricaded – no planes could land or depart. I instinctively knew that I should leave immediately. I knew that all borders would be closed, and that my passport would be worthless – and perhaps even a liability.
Nicaragua Border
In the dream, someone had just paid me for a painting in a strange type of currency. Under the cloak of darkness and with money in my pocket, I headed for the mangroves, a place worthy of hiding until I formed a plan for sneaking to safety in Costa Rica. (Growing up along the Mississippi River gave me great survival skills!)
…….
I often visited that area of Nicaragua when I lived in Costa Rica. The people were friendly, and I never felt in danger or threatened. I could throw on brakes and rest for a week, and the cost was extremely low for food and lodging. Why – after an absence of nine years – was I dreaming of Nicaragua?
View of Isla Ometepe Nicaragua
San Juan Del Sur, Nicaragua
Between Rivas and the Costa Rica border
I’ve followed the news/stories of the crisis which started last year, and have heard first-hand reports from friends and new contacts. People fear sharing many of the stories, which might place their lives in danger. I wondered if I should take my dream seriously. Was even-greater trouble brewing in Nicaragua?
Waiting for the ferry to Isla Ometepe
In late December, my Ecuadorian neighbor asked, “Do you remember that dream you told me about?”
“Yes,” I smiled.
Also in early December, I dreamed that she and her husband had a little child – though we were all living in Mississippi – but in that dream they were basking in the presence of a precious toddler. She beamed, “The doctor confirmed; I’m with child!”
They have hoped for a child for years, which is why I shared the dream with them – to let them know that in the mysterious realm of my dreams, the child was a reality.
driveway baseball – nicaragua!
(Now this is a true FREE RIDE!)
Many mornings I awaken with a head crammed full of dreams, of people I don’t know and of places I’ve never been – yet it’s as if my life there is as real as this one. Some mornings I wonder, “Is that other person from my dreams now dreaming, and will she awaken and wonder, ‘Who are those people, and where is that big reservoir of water and what are the names of those amazing birds – and my paintings are hanging in a museum, but where is this?'”
I think that Lewis Carroll must have experienced the same type of dreams!
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El Salvador Border
Perhaps the Nicaragua dream is related to my concerns about how divided my home country has become over various issues. Climate change, racism and ‘the Wall’ top that list, and I would bet that if I were indeed trying to escape danger by sneaking over a border, my loved ones would want me to get to safety – even if by an illegal entry into another country. In Ecuador I meet people from Venezuela almost every day; some are in transit and trying to earn a few dollars through honest tasks, like washing windshields at traffic lights. One beautiful young woman was part of the Nomadas exhibition at the Portoviejo Museo, but because of problems getting legal paperwork, she is now in Europe with family.
Highway checkpoint – Possibly Honduras?
HONDURAS
There are always scary stories about the ‘bad’ people, yet that’s true in my own country; just look at the shooting-spree headlines. There are good people, and there are bad people. Worldwide. If we allow our hearts to harden, and we see all refugees as threats, we have stepped far from the teachings of Christ – and of Buddha and Ghandi and other spiritual teachers.
How well I remember a friend’s sermon when she shared a story about a mission trip to Central America. She stated that each day more people crowded around the gates to the place where they were staying. During one meeting, someone asked, ‘What are we going to do about all of the people at the gates?” Someone else asked, “What would Jesus do?” and the answer was, “Jesus wouldn’t be behind the gates; He would be out there with the people.”
Rivas Nicaragua
Rivas Nicaragua
Rivas Nicaragua
We are all allowed to form our own views, and our personal histories play into why we feel strongly (passionately at times!) about those views. We can also change our minds – especially if we peer deeper into the stories, peel back the layers and try to understand the viewpoints of others.
My dream helped me to consider the the ones who are oppressed and are trying to reach a better place in life. I hope that if I ever find myself bolting for safety, I’m not stopped by a wall – physical or invisible – which was placed by people who have lost compassion for their fellow man.
January Nicaragua Story: Journalist Carlos Fernando Chamorro Flees to Costa Rica (There are more Nicaragua stories at this link.)
Via the world of WordPress, ClimateCrocks shared a link to a music video, The Wall, by Anais Mitchell/Greg Brown …. Intrigued, I leaned more via Washington post, where Anais Mitchell shares the story about the 2006 song. Go here for that story: “Why We Build the Wall”
I am ultra sensitive about ignoring the plight of our fellow man, and I often think it seems a bit hypocritical for us to dictate who can and cannot live in ‘the land of the free.’ After all, most of the North Americans have family trees with roots back in the Old World. Our ancestors left their homelands in hopes of a better life, more opportunity, etc. Many immigrants were not very respectful to the native people or to the natural resources.
Photo from Hacienda Guachala – Cayambe Ecuador
If the Native Americans had placed protective walls around the Americas, wild buffalo herds might still roam the continent, and passenger pigeons might still blacken the skies. Ivory-billed Woodpeckers would populate still-intact areas of the Mississippi River flood plains.
Is there a softer way to bring our world back into the harmony it deserves? Keb Mo, via this song on Youtube, has a suggestion:
Put a Woman in Charge!
If you’ve not yet met the darling poster gal for environmental concerns, please give young Greta your attention. She speaks for herself – and for all who haven’t quite found the strong backbone that she possesses!
Last night I hoped to catch up on internet and properly thank all of you while staying at a friend’s hostal. Alas, the internet wasn’t working! Good news – there are two more museum shows in the future – the Manta Museo and the Bahia de Caraquez. The latter depends on when earthquake repairs are finished. I’m fine tuning details from the show that just ended, and the next opening (most likely in Manta) will be even stronger!
Thank you again for your amazing support, and for your much-appreciated comments, espeically on serious issues. Thank you for the time you spent here today with this not-so-ordinary post. See you next time online – hopefully when there are no screaming children in the background! (From a food court, Lisa)
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Being South African, and a white male at that, with all the baggage our ugly, prejudiced history of oppression brings with it, I also see danger signs all over the world in the rise of “nationalism” in so many places. Polarising voices seem to be getting more and more airtime, and the vile they spill seems to land on fertile soil. “If you are not with us, you are against us!” We are in an election year here and politicians are excellent at playing on our fears and prejudices to ensure they get our votes despite their proven shortcomings, and the media takes the bait every time, no matter the fallout in ordinary people’s day to day lives.
Forgive me, dear friend, for taking so long to properly thank you for this comment. Your eloquent reply helps people of all countries to step away from first person and view these problems with neutral eyes (I hope!)… There is much venom spewing out of many – worldwide – and perhaps it’s a symptom or a silent cry for ‘help’ that we are indeed out of sync with our natural world.
You and your family are positive beacons of light, and you show by example how lovely our natural world can be. I cherish your friendship!
And we yours dear Lisa!
A sobering and thought-provoking post, Lisa. There seems to be so much hatred in the world these days and even so little civility. Without the latter, we can’t even agree to disagree. Even getting news is difficult as what used to be on the opinion page of the paper (and clearly labeled as such) is all to often “reporting the news.”
janet
Yes, Janet, thank you for your comment and for letting us see through your eyes, as I now see though ‘foreign eyes’ which is sometimes an altered view. It seems that many have lost their love for their fellow man – and their respect for the natural world, and yes, like you said, ‘we can’t even agree to disagree.’
You hold a very strong light of positivity, and are forever giving encouragement to others — and much-appreciated humor, which you know I appreciate! Thank you again! Thanks also for your continued support of my work!
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I agree with you, Lisa, and most people I talk to agree with you, too. Most of us are still shell-shocked over the 2016 election, and are shaking our heads daily over the very frightening change in temperament and governance. I make phone calls weekly, to representatives at the state and federal levels, just to let them know we are not all falling placidly in line with all the craziness. This is not the country I know! Thanks for your strong voice of kindness and compassion!
Cindy thank you! It’s always helpful to get feedback from others, and as I told a friend this morning, “I like to hear all sides, and I try to remain neutral – the best way to get above the problems and view them as a voyeur.’ That’s a bit like lookinig back on history 200 years later – not thru egos or personal opinions, but as it is/ and as it was. What in the world will mankind be like in 200 years – if we find ways to keep from self destruction? In a way it would be great to view into the future, but if given a choice, I think I’d prefer to be a voyeur of the past! (can you imagine seeing thohse buffalo herds or the passenger pigeons or watching the master indians sculpt their clay?!)
A scary message Lisa and why can’t our heads of state and politicians listen. I think it is all about greed and cannot see anyway to stop the inevitable. Good to hear your news about the upcoming exhibitions. Congratulations my friend. I look forward to hearing more about it
Thank you Amiga, and thank you for commenting. I listened to an interview about the vanishing Great Barrier Reef – so many symptoms of an unhealthy planet, but so few doting on helping restore that health. You and Jack do a great job, and it’s a joy to know both of you! Thanks!
Thank you for the kind comment Lisa. Meeting and making friends world wide is one of the joys of blogging.
As a Keb fan, it’s great to see him do this song! Theme song for the campaign of the next President of the U.S.
Like button? Need a button for “Moved.”
I said in 2001 that the invasion of Afghanistan was not a solution, and here we are now negotiating with the Taliban after 17 years of fighting. How long will it take to negotiate with “the enemy” we’re fighting with a Wall that is not the solution? It is a Wall around the soul of America, a Wall around me, and the war is never won, as Mitchell & Brown conclude in their soul-throb haunting song.
What do we have that they should want?
We have a wall to work upon!
We have work and they have none
And our work is never done
My children, my children
And the war is never won
The enemy is poverty
And the wall keeps out the enemy
And we build the wall to keep us free
That’s why we build the wall
We build the wall to keep us free
We build the wall to keep us free
We make enemies of ourselves by deprivation of others.
Talk about putting a woman in charge! Here she is: Greta Thunberg.
Thank you, Lisa for the call to conscience, or so it is for me, to tears.
Sorry it’s taken so long to reply, but thank you so much for your kind words, your words of encouragement, and for not fearing stating your views via these highly-visible ways. Young Greta is quite a force, and I am so proud of her!
Yes, I was happy to see this Keb Mo song, written after his mother’s death in her honor.
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Again, perdon this being so belated, but thanks!
Sobering stuff for breakfast time reading, Lisa. I’m one of the lucky ones who can put their head in the sand and pretend it’s not happening. I rejoiced for your friend and her child, and hope we can solve some of the problems in that child’s lifetime. 🙂 🙂
So sorry to have altered the tone of your day, but thank you for your genuine support and feedback through so many years.
Melissa continues to do well and is so pleased with the concept of a new baby in the community. Those neighbors live very close to the land and place soft footprints on our planet. It’s a joy to live near them.
I was in Jama last week before driving to the cloud forest. A just-elected new mayor will take over the reins and perhaps make more progress in helping the earthquake veterans. There are still many problems there, but things are moving forward. Heavy energy there, however, and I always leave with exhaustion on my shoulders (and soul.)
Thank you for your continued support, my soul sister across that big pond!
It’s not acceptable to talk about “womanly qualities” these days. But I agree that a woman would do a better job — unless she tries to imitate the men who have gone before her. Too often we insist that women achieve their goals — like breaking the glass ceiling — by acting like testerone-fuled males. These are lovely thoughts. They reflect their author! (Thanks for the shout-out!)
You are right, Hugh. Our species has male/female energies for good reason – and today a friend and I discussed the importance of feminine energy, often more nurturing and attentive than the male – hence why God gave us man and woman! It’s a balance.
Thank you always for your extra-special support, and it’s my loss not to be on line often and provide the feedback you deserve to each message you share with us!
Dear Lisa, what a lovely post despite its heartache for the world, which seems to be finding its way into your dreams. I loved listening to the video clips.I particularly like the story behind “Why we build the wall.” Walls are not the answer, EVER. I would be devastated if I sought refugee somewhere and I was turned away, in my need. My husband was a refugee. It is my experience that no one leaves home, their family, their culture, unless they are desperate.
Yes, the explanation to that ‘why we build the wall’ was an interesting story. I cherish your comment and your details about your husband’s story. Have you written about that, and if so I would love to read those posts. (I’m in the cloud forest until Saturday so will have internet – by chance when in my room at the hostal!)
Lo siento/I’m sorry – once again about the recent shooting in Christchurch. Earthquake recovery is enough to live with – you don’t deserve more stress.
I haven’t written those stories anywhere, Lisa, because my husband has never really talked about them. As to women in charge isn’t it amazing that in the time since you wrote your post we in NZ have experienced what it is like to know compassion and love from a true leader? https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2019/mar/31/the-observer-view-on-jacinda-ardern-setting-a-global-standard-in-leadership
When I was in high school and studying history, I stated to my father, “Daddy, you never talk about your time in the war.” (WW2) Soberly, my always-cheerful father replied, ‘No I didn’t.’
End of discussion. I realized even then that my query opened old wounds, and I never wanted to do that to him again.
That is a great link; thank you, and I hope that the world finds a way to love one another without using borders of separation.
Wouldn’t that be grand! I hesitate to add another link but did I ever share the story of Behrouz Boochani? A writer cut off by borders of all kinds and yet his spirit would not be contained. https://www.theguardian.com/world/2019/jan/31/behrouz-boochani-asylum-seeker-manus-island-detained-wins-victorian-literary-prize-australias-richest
What an amazing story! Never hesitate to add links of interest!!!! Thank you for this!
Dear Lisa, I am so pleased I took the time today to catch up with all of your posts, and your latest post the gem on top.
Dreams I pay attention to, and it seems your own are showing that some of which you are dreaming is coming into this reality.
Like you I often wonder to those strangers whom I seem to know, yet don’t know in my dreams.
My own dreams have been mainly of water, always rescuing young children from floods, Dams bursting, or ocean Tsunami’s
I agree with you, our world is divided, and set to keep dividing with walls, Brexit, etc.. I wonder too, had those walls kept those early settlers out of the Indigenous nations home land would it still have herds of buffalo?
But while walls are meant to keep people out, they also keep people in, and if the tables should ever turn, I wonder too, would we not seek sanctuary in a better land if our lives were at risk or we found our shops empty, our money worthless, and our bellies starving.
I feel our World is readying to shake us in ways we have never been shaken. Maybe your dream is merely telling you to be prepared.
And may we all of us learn to break down walls which continue to divide us, it is a time for Unity and co-operation. But we have to learn to embrace trust, and show empathy to those less fortunate, and it is indeed time for the feminine to be brought back to share her compassion, tolerance and see all as equal regardless of race, colour or destination from where they live.
Loved reading Lisa..
Sending love and Blessings. Sue ❤
” But while walls are meant to keep people out, they also keep people in, and if the tables should ever turn, I wonder too, would we not seek sanctuary in a better land if our lives were at risk or we found our shops empty, our money worthless, and our bellies starving.” – words are ‘so sue’ and lovely. You are also right about our world is ready to shake us like we’ve never been shaken. It’s my loss that we (you and I) are not living near each other to provide support and exchange thoughts. Thank you my dear friend!
Thank you dearest Lisa, and yes Oh to be neighbours, 🙂 Much love your way dear friend ❤
Oh, if only we here had put a woman in charge last election, And although she received almost 3 million more votes than her opponent, he was declared the winner because of the Electoral College vote, a system that is long past it’s use.
Now I wake up every morning wondering what will that fool get us in to today. How can anyone justify ripping thousands of children from their parents and now say it is too hard to ever reunite them their parents? No woman I know would have ever come up with such cruelty. I could go on and on but it just upsets me.
My wife of 58 years is a naturalized citizen of the US. She was born in Mexico City. She is Latino. Our 5 sons and 11 grandchildren are Latino. In spite what the person in the White House keeps saying about Latinos, neither my wife nor our family have ever committed rape, sold drugs, or belonged to a gang.
Oh, if only we had put the woman in charge, not only would we be better in the US but in the entire Western Hemisphere which is suffering both politically as well as scientifically because of him releasing the Pandora’ box of Greed.
Perdon for my silence, especially for this amazing reply. You gave me an unexpected chuckle with this statement, ” In spite what the person in the White House keeps saying about Latinos, neither my wife nor our family have ever committed rape, sold drugs, or belonged to a gang. ” I’m sure that in person it would have been even more classic! Thank you.
Thank goodness there are kind and decent people who touch the lives of others in positive ways. You are one of those, and I am grateful for your friendship – and your stories of yester-year but also your recent medical issues. I hope that all is well and you continue to mend.
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I always enjoy following your thoughts and adventures, asleep or awake 🙂 Great post Amiga!
And I think of you often and long for a visit in person. This morning I share the airport story about your phone in my hands! “What did you do to my phone?”
It’s still a mystery, but getting the new simcard fixed it. Thank goodness!
The person listening to the story stated, “Are you an alien?”
Ja – perhaps I am!
I love your dreams, Lisa! But, this particular dream is too fresh…too sorrowful for me at this time. We live in such a divided world…so full of hatred. I am holed up in our house in TN this winter waiting patiently for the dark clouds to pass us by and the sun to shine upon us again. Summer is coming. We just have to be patient and trust. ❤️
Dear Dear Debbie. Thank you as well, and yes, I suspected that this would be painful for you. It’s painful for me, and I never lived in Nica – just visited often and have such great memories. I’ve not checked to see how things are going there – but without front-line news from those who know, I don’t trust what’s told by the news sources. People are scared to tell the true story, and I don’t blame them.
Hope all is going well and that you rejoice in experiencing the spring flowers. I still miss the wisteria in bloom!
Dreams come at mysterious times for reasons that may only be fully understood without the passage of time. Carl Jung once wrote “Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.” While we live in a perilously divided world, there are moments that I realize that this is our time, our watch, our generation. Every act of kindness, every word that is written in love creates hope within us that can be shared with others. We need to awake. As Joseph Campbell said, We’re not on our journey to save the world but to save ourselves. But in doing that you save the world. The influence of a vital person vitalizes.” Sending many hugs your way.
You always add a lovely balance of wisdom, and your feedback is cherished. Thanks for this lovely quote. Reading your words again – now via the silence of my hostal room instead of the loud cyber – it’s impact is so beautiful that I almost cry.
Your friendship is cherished, my faraway friend! I still miss those late-night exchanges between Casa Loca and you on the west coast!
Ah, you covered so much ground here. But what stays with me the most is your brief reference to the Wall.
I live three block from the Wall. It is an ugly reminder of the insanity of our country. It’s horrid enough for people, but it has interrupted migration patterns for wildlife.
Jaguars once roamed freely, but now they’re trapped on whichever side they happened to be when the Wall was put up. So far, only three have been found in our area, and all are male.
The end of another species here. It stabs my heart.
And then, with hundreds waiting in Mexico to apply for asylum, the army came through and added a row of razor wire near the top of the Wall. A deterrent, they say.
Now it appears they don’t think that is enough, so rows of coiled razors are being added so the entire wall will be deadly.
Small animals used to slide between posts. Mountain lions used to leap atop the wall and strut along its top. They will all be ripped to shreds.
I am in so much pain with all of this!
Emily, thank you thank you thank you for this feedback! Hearing from people who actually live there, who witness and know what’s happening – that’s what the world needs. Have you written anything about that= as being off line so often it’s hard to stay current..
“It stabs my heart.” – powerful words, Amiga.
Thank you so much for the ‘report from afield’ and I look forward to more if it’s possible!
A friend sent a newsletter yesterday from Tambor Costa Rica where a sea turtle perhaps Olive Ridley?) had been rescued from a tangle of ropes, then nurtured back to health and released back to the sea. Yay! Of course I thought of you….
What can I say, Lisa. My heart aches every day. Thank you for putting words to it.
With kind gentle people like you, our world has a chance. Thank you for your lovely presence.
Love,
Lisa
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Your heart and spirit are wide open, Lisa, hence the dreams, the art, the passion. Greta’s talk is brilliant. I hope the world listens to her, and to you.
And you, my dear friend, have a grand and loving heart as well. Your feedback is always cherished and appreciated.
Thanks for your feedback on this and so many other posts – even when I am silent. I’m catching up just a bit while back in the cloud forest – approaching the anniversary of Francisca’s son’s death. We realize how lucky we are in many ways when we witness the suffering of others.
Buen viaje – I hope that you have a grand trip, and soon we will be part of that trip via your sensitive and amazing photos and narratives!
The earliest instance of the dreaming-versus-awake question I’m aware of comes from the ancient Chinese sage whose name is variously rendered in English as Zhuang Zi, Zhuang Zhou, Chuang Tzu, and Chuang Tse: In Lin Yutang’s telling: “Once upon a time, I, Zhuangzi, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Zhuangzi. Soon I awakened, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man. Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things.” There’s more info at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zhuangzi_(book).
Interestingly, in the context of your post, I first read about Chuang Tzu when I lived in Honduras 50 years ago. Back then I wandered freely day or night, never apprehensive except during the brief “Soccer War” with El Salvador. I’d like to visit Honduras again since I was last there 40 years ago, but according to the table at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_intentional_homicide_rate the two countries that had that altercation now have the two highest rates of intentional murder in the world.
when at the cyber, i open the links then leave the tabs open to read when at home. when i looked at that link, i thought, ‘?-‘ then remembered, ‘oh! yes! steve prompted me here!’
thank you so much for that link – you have such an amazing interest is many topics, and all links are greatly appreciated.
it would be very interesting for you to return to honduras and observe the changes – for the good and for the not so good. when i was in belize years ago i asked some people from honduras if the crime was as bad as i was told. (people warned me to be extra careful in honduras, and i believed them).. those people in belize told me some pretty scary stories.
you probably have some interesting stories as well! ah, so many experiences – and so few hours in each day!
there was a spanish word a few days ago that suddenly gave me one of those ‘eureka!’ moments, but at this moment i’ve forgotten which word it was. i look forward to remembering and sharing that with you – to see if i’m right…
heading out before it starts raining – the rainy season has been quite ‘rainy’ !!!!!!
Sure, let me know if the word resurfaces.
Yes, I have been interested in a bunch of things.
The ‘Eureka’ will return, but remains MIA right now. This video headline caught my eye – I fear we’re seeing only the tip of the iceberg:
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You know, Lisa, I thought I was getting used to the yin and yang of political and social swings every few years. I remember feeling like the world would end when GW Bush won by a hanging chad. But in retrospect, he looks brilliant. During the first months of 2017 I kept reminding myself that the world did not end with GW, that we had evolved greatly during the Obama administration, that the Mop couldn’t be all as bad as he seemed. After all, we all know that there are lots of things that need to be fixed in our government and perhaps he was just the man to shake things up enough to allow some corrective changes. But my Pollyanna attitude failed me quickly. Now I’m back to feeling more than ever, that humanity is approaching its doomsday. At times, I think the sooner the better, for the healing of our incredible planet.
there are many people who are losing confidence in the future ‘wellness ‘ of our country’s mental/emotional health – and the people who represent us. Pollyanna attitude is a good description, and I once had that same attitude when defending racism in mississippi. i’ve realized that i was not seeing things through clear eyes. seeing thru ‘foreign’ eyes has been a gift to view things in neutral ways and see all sides.
there are no easy fixes/repairs, and hopefully we’ll find our way back to better days.
thank you as always for your continued support. love,lisa
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