Heart to Heart

"When you are down and troubled and need a helping hand...."

"An early morning disease of fatigue,"
"Cement of the soul."
"I am an agnostic respecter of religions."

Quotes from Americanah that rested heavy on me by, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.

I'm feeling the dissent among fellow human beings -- powerfully. The laws of fear that engulf our better selves. The disdain or disregard of the out-of-the-box, not usual, or not common persons who live here or nearby.

I see the disconnect via every news feed. The hatred despairs me. From simple disconnects to the deeply divisive.

My heart aches. I try to offer no judgement, no exclusions, no hatred. No baggy pants wars, no town clerk wars, no abortion wars, no race wars, no police wars, no religion wars, no immigration wars, no oil wars, no war wars. It aches for people without roosts to rest upon to live a life without fear. It aches for people without a common bond of humanity. I want people to disagree without feeding hate. Dreamer?

In the tribe of my dreams the aged would be taken care of, the stranger welcomed and fed. There would be wise leaders, gifted healers, gardeners, builders, thinkers, dreamers. There would be the ones who travel outside themselves, the ones who peer deep into mysteries, seeing more, feeling more. There would be scribes, artists, the one who can husband resources, the one who entertains and makes us laugh.

Soft rains, warm sun, enough food to feed upon, sons to love, sheltering home, books to read, eyes to roam, time to play, friends to share, and family members always there.

Bands, tribes, clans coming together as one. I'm ready for reunion.

Family in all its discordant color, in all its unity. Breathing the beauty of children at play, sunsets over the water, bacon cooking in cast iron, the old folks getting older. Taylor reciting something from a play, Michael going faster than everyone, Jean sitting quietly, Jeff lending a hand, Janice leaning on Art, Jan's three sons.

Chatting heart to heart; what has everyone been up to, how is Jane's brother, is anyone going to Hawaii this year, road trips, home stays, cruises and healing. Familiar faces and new -- all of us belonging to this family and the family of man. One big happy clan.

Take the long road home, or to quote Nike, "There is no finish line."