Peace, please
Iknow it’s a cliché, world peace and all that (and the Miss Universe pageant is happening, too, despite asinine attempts to derail it), but never have we needed it more, on every single front.
From drug addicts killing their relatives, married couples and siblings destroying each other in public, to political parties going nonstop at each others’ throats and world powers bombing innocent civilians (yes, United States of America and Russia, we’re on to both of you)—it’s been physically and spiritually exhausting.
I have been blessed with all I really need, and I run on gratitude nowadays. But how I wish now for even just a little more peace on earth. Less “unfriending,” judging, blanket labeling and ranting on social media over politics (yes, that includes my own knee-jerk reactions, so help me God). More endeavors that are good for the environment and enriching for the soul.
I wish for more success in saving endangered animals, anti-plastic and anti-pollution laws that are properly implemented, protection of natural parks and abused creatures, and a home for every stray animal—even if they’re “just” native dogs and cats.
I wish for a more simple life. Less stuff, and more time to spend with people I love—and with myself, as well. While we’re at it, how about a first step towards finally kicking cancer’s butt for good?
Of course I wonder about the future. But I still believe that if we all take care of our own few square meters of space in the world—and remain accountable to our Higher Power—I think we’ll be all right.