Why do we continue to judge ourselves and our actions against a written word and faceless God when the only entity we should measure against is life around us, how we impact them, and the face in the mirror?
When you wake, can you think back, reflect on the previous day, your actions, your impact, and be ok? Do you feel you tried to be the best person you could, but know you have tomorrow to try again?
What can we do for ourselves, people, non-humans, that will better today, tomorrow and years from now when we have passed and our children follow the footsteps we have implanted in the black earth?
Pine needles fall upon my head. The sweet pungent earth mixes with the summer rain. Each step leaves a mark of the way I took, a path for others to follow. I carefully choose where I go and the destruction I may leave in my wake. I turn-around and learn what I can, soak in the experience, and move forward as the ravens follow.
Birds gather across the open sky and we join hands across borders and across cultures because we are human and we are in this together.
