For every card sent by a child $5 will be raised for immigrant legal aid.
Here’s my idea: I give away five postcards featuring my art and in return you use them to advocate for the end of the horrific child-separation policy.
Originally posted on Just Follow the Joy:
This morning I found myself standing in a strip mall less than a mile away from…
Palm tree, meet Baptist. Baptist, meet fallen palm tree.
Do I want to write about how grateful I am for safe drinking water, cool air and hot food? (Very.)
Do I want to write about but there for the grace of God go I?
Are you waiting for Bernie? Hillary? Kamala? Cory? The alt-left? (WHAT IS THIS AND I THINK I AM A PART OF IT MAYBE??)
Are you waiting for the mid-terms? Are you waiting for the tax returns? Are you waiting for an anointed leader-of-the-people to magically emerge?
Cuban coffee. puppy dogs. Key west man who said, “you wanna take my picture?” I told him I was… Read more Paradise is…
I understand that part of this anger is about my own deep wounds. My own story of harm by a mad man–and the perceived betrayal of the otherwise sane people who knew better than to believe a madman and ultimately align with a mad man.
This is also what I know about being wounded: there is no greater pain that not being seen. We don’t expect a mad man to see or understand our pain. He’s not capable of it. But the ones who we know are capable of empathy and love? We except better.
“On Friday we wept, on Saturday we marched, on Sunday we rested. Today we get to work. What will you… Read more Give light and People will Find the Way.
We were made for these times.