we deny our truth ~
so past appeases present ~
their future poisoned ~
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Thanks to ronovanwrites for the writing prompt
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
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Thanks to ronovanwrites for the writing prompt
a new day begins ~
unfurling a path to choose ~
hero or coward ~
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Every day we make a million little choices that define who we are. Those choices built on each other and create a picture of “self.” It’s tempting to assume at some point that our picture is done. We confidently or defiantly (or sometimes with shame) declare “what you see is what you get” or as Popeye would say “I am what I am.” Or is it “I yam what I yam”?
Of course some things can’t be changed or even be easily altered, but that doesn’t mean your picture of self is finished. Every day offers us an opportunity to make a change. It may be so tiny that no one notices or so big that the world takes notice. Not everyone will like it. Not everyone who likes it will agree on its merits. Some people will care too much. And some people won’t care at all. And some people will think you don’t have the right to make the change at all. But regardless what other people think or say, your choice means that your self-portrait will be different from yesterday. To me, that idea is daunting but ultimately wonderful. In a world where so many things are beyond my scope of immediate power, it is empowering to believe I CAN change my self-portrait.
To KNOW that my choices can change MY PATH!
With that sense of Wonder Woman like empowerment I should be making great strides towards a better me. And that better me should be on the forefront of the resistance kickin’ ass! Right? And in my perfect world, every morning I would think about my choices. What do I want the world to see when they view my portrait? What do I want to see? What path am I choosing today? How will I make a better world today? But, of course, it’s not a perfect world. And I’m terrible at self-reflection! And the path towards a better world gets cluttered with Twitter rants and despair. And. And. And…
Some days, choosing to be kind to myself and others is the best I can do. (And really isn’t that the very least we can do for ourselves and humanity!)
So today, I’ll try to practice what I preach.
Tomorrow I plan on looking for a golden lasso or maybe a pair of cuffs!

Daybreak on the Bay ~
Sun Drizzled Colors of Dawn ~
Blue Shimmering Hope ~
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Usually I’m a words before pictures kinda gal. But these photos (shot by my husband this morning on his morning ride) inspired my haiku today. I am constantly gobsmacked by the beauty around me. I love to travel but I’m lucky to live in such a special place. People come from all over the world to visit my home. And when I’m feeling hopeless about so many things, that beauty reminds me to be hopeful. Even if we don’t survive, the Earth will keep spinning. Its beauty will survive

Thanks Putting My Feet in the Dirt Today’s prompt was a perfect fit for my photo inspired thoughts.
tropical rain drops ~
the vague perfume of autumn ~
as the sun shines on ~
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We share this planet with 7.5 BILLION people. As only one person among those 7.5 billion, I sometimes feel like nothing I do matters. I wake up nearly every morning dreading the news. What new kind of insanity is taking us one step closer to doom? And then I try to remind myself to take at least a small step forward. As one person, that one small step may not make an enormous difference. But add my small action to other people’s small actions and you might get a REVOLUTION. So don’t give up. Vote. Volunteer. Smile. Extend a hand. Educate. Become educated. Run for office. Run. Do yoga. Stand up. Kneel. Video. Write a letter. Make a call. Take a step. Make a difference.
