Checking In before I Check Out
I've had a full day. Shopping for gifts for some students of mine. Dinner with students. Girls' Night Out. And now, BDB, I am all yours. I believe the offers of catnip, JD Chocolate Cake and the Jesse-administered vibratorfest will be readily accepted. I roll on my back. Now rub my tummy, fools, before I change my mind. Cher-dawg, roll with me to Serramonte and let's catcall the pinoys with the shaved heads escorting their Lolas to Target.
I'm sitting at my computer listening to a lecture on NPR about sustainable agriculture. No, I'm not a farmer, nor am I wearing overalls. But I am an NPR freak. When not bumping Circuit Party Radio, this is what I'm doing. Despite what you might think, my ghetto pass also comes with the well-worn library card.
I'm not going to get into details about the speech itself, but I happened to catch the speaker discussing sustainable agriculture as the metaphor for the sacred. Sustainability dictates working with what we are given, in this case, nature; in order to work with nature, we must develop the capacity to treat well not only the land but those who work the land. This is inclusive of the capacity to care for others, to foster hope, and to ultimately be motivated by love. Sustainable communities are founded thusly: what we wish to cultivate and nurture must be guided by a clear and intentional path.
Fair enough, what we wish to gain we must work hard to achieve. But more importantly, being guided by love serves us best. Not that I have to love anyone on the blog, because I'm sure that's entirely possible, but I know that I wish to share love with others and that should suffice, or does it? When you do what you love, it shows. When you attempt to fake love, that shows too. That being said, what you do out of love is sacred.
And that brings to full circle my day of shopping for gifts for my students who are graduating, then taking them dinner; cancelling well-made plans to be with my girlfriends because we needed to come together to help with a situation. I'm exhausted, yes, but those things are done out of love, and that to me is sacred.
See you on the other side of the dawn,
Voodoo
Sunday, May 05, 2002
I like long walks, especially when they're taken by people who annoy me. ~Fred Allen
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