Sleeping puppy

I’m going to dictate this post very quietly into my phone.

My sweet 3-month-old puppy, Riley, is asleep on my lap.

It is a wonderful.

Outside the weather is cold and overcast.

Earlier we went for a long walk where she interacted with other dogs and friendly people. I find most people can’t resist a baby or a puppy.

After our walk, I sat down for a minute to relax and catch my breath. She drank some water and came immediately asking to come up in my lap.

I could not resist her sweet little face. So here we sit.

There’s no place I would rather be. Stroking her as she sleeps fills me with peace and love.

Through my window I enjoy seeing the trees with their changing yellow and orange leaves.

A large bluebird lands on the fence with what looks like a nut in his beak. Earlier, squirrels had scampered along that same fence.

I have things to do. People to call and email.

But here I sit at peace with the world.

No sanction for bigotry…

“For happily the Government of the United States, which gives to bigotry no sanction, to persecution no assistance requires only that they who live under its protection should demean themselves as good citizens, in giving it on all occasions their effectual support.” ~George Washington, August 17,1790

I came across this while visting the Oregon Jewish Museum & Center for Holocaust Education a few years ago.

It is Washington’s response to an address from the Hebrew Congregation of Newport, Rhode Island upon his visit to the city in 1790.

George Washington served as president of the United States from 1789-1797.

 

Who is my neighbor?

I was delighted to see this sign as I walked around my neighborhood.

It is easy for me to love my neighbors.

Most of them look like me.

Most of them live in houses with well-kept yards.

Most share my values.

It is easy to love them.

They are my tribe.

The challenge is to love those who don’t fit the mold.

It is hard, especially at this point in our American life.

We have a new President who hopefully will guide us out of this ugly morass.

He will need the support of all Americans.

We can start by loving our neighbor.

Oh my, women on bikes!

June 14, 1895

From the Board of Trustees, College Point, Long Island

“We, as Trustees, are responsible to the public for the conduct of the school, and are in great measure, guardians of the morals of the pupils. In the first place, I do not consider it to be the proper thing for any young lady to ride a bicycle, and in the person of a school teacher, it is particularly out of place. As far as the question of riding before or after school hours and when away from the school is concerned, we have no authority, but we will not permit them to ride bicycles to or from the schoolroom.”

“It is not the proper thing for ladies to ride the bicycle. They wear skirts, of course, but if we do not stop them now they will want to be in style with the New York women and wear bloomers. Then how would our schoolrooms look with the lady teachers parading around amongst the boys and girls wearing bloomers ? They might just as well wear men’s trousers. I suppose it will come to that, but we are determined to stop our teachers in time, before they go that far.”

Neverthe less, she persisted*

Yes, indeed.

Notes

*Mitch McConnell after silencing Senator Elizabeth Warren in the US Senate in 2017.

See also article by David Dinsmore in MS Magazine June 2020 which included the photo.

Perfect but too late

I wish I had seen this sign in my neighbor’s yard before the election.

Only one choice

On the eve of our election

 

I should be sleeping. 

That thought kept running through my head in the early morning hours.  

I listened to several meditation podcasts before I finally dropped off. 

This morning, I don’t feel rested.  I feel anxious and on edge.  

Tomorrow is Election Day in the USA.  

Yet, I know it will not be over regardless of who is elected president. 

I hope my fellow Americans, regardless of political persuasion, will do the right thing.  

We have so much work to do together.  

Entitlement?

Near my house is a private school with a playing field made of turf.

Neither the field nor the playground are locked up which is nice for the neighborhood. I enjoy walking by and seeing children playing on the outdoor equipment or older kids practicing fall sports.

At the entrance to the playing field is a sign that reads that dogs are prohibited on the field.

This morning as I walked by I was amazed to see a middle-aged woman allowing her two Golden Retrievers to play on the field. One was an adult and one was an older puppy.

I stopped. I was flabbergasted that an adult would ignore the posted sign. I have seen young teenagers flaunting the rules around my neighborhood. But to see this behavior in an adult left me speechless.

I just stood and watched. Finally, she packed up her dogs and left.

This is a big deal to me. I have lived in neighborhoods where the school playgrounds were fenced and locked which prevented the nei ghborhood children from playing on the fields or the equipment.

I would hate to see our neighborhood children deprived of this playground and field.

Sigh…

Words

Kind words heal and help,

cutting words wound and maim.

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Sculpture in stainless steel and glass.

Artist Sharon Warman Agnor

The Odd 1s Out

 

As someone who has often felt like the odd one out, this book a was a fun read.  

I appreciated the author’s droll sense of humor as he recounted episodes of his youth.

I found little gems in every chapter which reminded me of my youth and my hard won self-confidence.  Continue reading “The Odd 1s Out”