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September 30, 2008

Today I am opening to the possibility that all is perfect. My life is perfect, and I am perfect. I welcome every event as divinely ordained, looking for the greater truth.

I was thinking about the current situation in the United States – at war with a phantom enemy, a crumbling financial market, health care substandard, impoverished educational system, not to mention a whole host of other diseases such as dire poverty (as witnessed during Katrina).

A friend pings me from Chicago and asks how I am doing in the midst of market tumult and I say, remarkably calm. I ping a colleague and ask he is doing and his company in the midst of chaos, and he says remarkably calm.

There is a calm coming from the fact that no matter what the outcome of this “bail out” event is – the status quo no longer serves us. There will be regulations and caps on excessive and egregious lending and spending. No matter who wins the election (AND I PRAY IT IS OBAMA), Bush will be gone – a president who short sightedly sent us to war instead of fighting the battles at home.

We are not going to take it anymore is what voters are saying – yes, it is eight long years late in coming, but better late than never. The silver lining to all of this – change is coming.

Last night, I gardened way until after dark. As I was planting the flowers in the front yard, I was babysitting my neighbor’s son, who wasn’t feeling well, and she wanted a run. He goes to a school where they only speak French and he said in the next grade they will begin learning Spanish. I thought HOW COOL. He said his sister didn’t think so, as a matter of fact, she walked down the aisle of the school when she was pre-K gathering information on English schools and insisted she go to one. What can you do?

Meanwhile, I came in afterwards and T and I took a long bath and had one of T’s famous vodka tonics (pronounced Wodka Tonics) and afterwards we just held each other tight and counted the minutes. Why is time going by so fast? The days are speeding ahead, racing to the finish line even while we dig our heels into the ground and try to hold onto the minutes, the moments, the hours.

Our lives are complicated and enriched by friends, family, work, and animals, not to mention each other, but all of these serve to tick away minutes and time to where we both feel as if we begin a day only to end a day before a blink has completed and that everything in between is rushing by in a great blur of fun and activity but racing nonetheless.

How to hold back time? She thinks we need to make sure we have time for baths and holding each other. For me, it’s about trying to prioritize if this event needs to happen, if I must stay at my desk for that long, and to understand that even though I left four plants out of the ground and the ground cover on the side of the porch and didn’t finish what I was doing – there is time enough.

I hope.

My mother was always going to plant a garden. I heard this statement every place we lived and we lived a lot of place – countries, cities, states, neighborhoods – we were always moving and mom was always going to plant a garden.

I bought pentas and some snowwhite euphorbia and red flames to plant in the garden this week. There is not much growing season left. Most plants won’t have time to mature before the first cold hits. A hurricane could come wipe us away. We could all lose our houses and be forced into the streets. BUT, so what? Every day these plants will get a little bigger and I will enjoy them along with the butterflies for as long as I can.

Reason number 512 to plant your garden now. If not now, then when?

Say no more:

“They [Bush, McCain, Republican incumbents] claim to be free market advocates when it’s really an anything-goes mentality: No regulation, no supervision, no discipline. And if you fail, you will have a golden parachute and the taxpayer will bail you out. Those days are over. The party is over,” Pelosi said.

Everything you think do and say is in the pill you took today……

Remember the song In The Year 2525 that starts off with if man is still alive and goes on to describe a bleak view of technological progress? Well it’s the year 5769 by the Jewish calendar starting tonight and I wonder what our world view is – yes, these are some interesting times – the fall of the US Empire, cataclysmic weather conditions.

The other night I was speaking to a writer at a party and he said, “Katrina books came out in droves around September ’06, and none of them sold.” Old news.

Last night, we went to go see Trouble the Water, which I highly recommend. Footage by amateur filmmaker, cum rap artist, Kimberly Rivers Roberts is haunting and raw, but there is nothing like the disbelief that hits you when you see George Bush drop the ball on the single largest event in the modern history of the United States.

My favorite line from the movie is when brother Larry, after rescuing people with a gym punching bag that happens to float, says, I never thought God would need a man like me.

Very powerful film – run and see it!

My mom returned from seeing my sister and I asked her for her assessment – she said your sister is angry that this has happened to her and she’s depressed. I said, I can see that.

I ran into my friend whose daughter is dying and I asked her how she is holding up, she said she’s mad as hell that this is happening and she’s so incredibly sad she has started crying all over again in earnest. I said, I can see that.

I think I for one, take for granted the blessings in my life and I just want to say I don’t know what it would be like to wake up tomorrow and lose a daughter, to lose my health, to be in chronic pain. I can only hope that whatever luck has guided me thus far, continues with me on my journey.

I do know I can safely say in a world where panic has ensued over the economy that money and jobs are the least concern any of us should have and we should all drop down to our knees and be grateful for every day we start a day without pain in our bodies, our hearts, our minds.