Meandering #3

All We Are Saying?

I question the wisdom of how I live from time to time. I put time and effort into making the place I live more fair and peaceful. Apparently I and others, are in the minority. If I focused on making money or gardening or raising chickens, I'm sure it would be okay.

Still, I can not be complacent when I know that people don't all get the same shot at having the choices I do. I can't be complacent when I witness how one person gets stuff that another person would have to break the law to possess.

But it is tiring sometimes.

That is why I appreciate when the efforts of other like minded people come to fruition, it gives me enormous hope. When I went to the PEACE Iowa opening yesterday, it was very cool to talk to a little boy who showed me his solar powered car and to hear him correct me "it's a fuel cell car" was cool to hear from a woman who had been in Iraq before the initial war and to hear how she spent her time trying to reunite family members with sons and daughters who were being held in prisons without the ability to communicate where they were. It was cool to hear poetry and songs that fed my soul and reminded me that for all the ache of caring, it is still very much worth doing.

I am not cut from a martyr's cloth, but I do feel like I can and do make a difference. Days like yesterday reminded me how much we all can.