Opening hearts and arms wide, arcing to include each other and ourselves in the great circle. All circles are whole, but some are more full or empty than others. Some have boundaries that say “keep out!”, while others contain us while we become who we are best. Hand on heart to soften into compassion or to pledge allegiance to brutality. All things have an inverse. May fear transform to curiosity and wonder as we challenge boundaries that confine us. May we risk being colorful. Flowers don’t mute themselves. Rather, they quietly radiate the essence of who they are for the noticer. May we notice the silent glory of the other, uplift beauty, and allow prejudice to wither.
Marisol, all of this really resonated with me, especially "Prejudice." It's such a raw and honest portrayal of the challenges faced by many. I think we all have moments where we wonder how to dismantle those "destructive, harmful isms" you mentioned. Sometimes I feel like I'm just one person yelling into the void, but reading your words reminds me that we're all in this together, weeding every day, as you put it. It's like trying to clean a messy room with friends; everyone's contribution matters, no matter how small.
Only One Love❤️
Only One Love, yes!
Yet it can take many forms~
Love is love is love*
Beautiful, thank you Marisol!
You are welcome, Sue~
Thanks for hearting, commenting.
Glad for resonance!
Wait, plural means there is not just us/me in the world?
What a concept, right?
May hurt the other “pride,” but
we’re better for it.
Celebrating the love of all the beauty in plurality!
Celebrating love,
beauty in plurality,
in the commons good. 😉
You see the commons - we see you!
Oh, to see ourselves
in water, mirrors, art, eyes!
Honest reflections.
May we experience pride for who we are
May we show our true colours
May we pray for and with all human earthlings
hands of all colours
clasped together in love
🌈 ♥️ 🙏 💙
In the Symbiocene,
hands, paws, branches, clasped, clap for
colorful we-world.
💜💙🩵💚💛🧡❤️❤️🩷
Multichromatic
Anne says it all without words.
Hearts to Roy G. Biv!
What a lovely, diverse array of poems.
A big YES to reclaiming "woke" or at least setting an intention to "awaken" to the beautiful multitude that we are.
May we "awaken"
to beautiful multitude.
Multihued Earthlings.
💗💗💗
I love the inclusion of what Pope Francis said, since I am a Catholic and wholeheartedly agree. ❤️❤️❤️
While we’re not done yet,
some is better than it was.
Thank you, Pope Francis!
Absolutely, Marisol!
"Can we eradicate
destructive, harmful isms?
Weeding every day."
As always so powerful and poetic! I adored this stanza but loved all of it and the photos you chose!
One weed at a time.
To dig for the root and pull.
Day in and day out.
So beauty can bloom!!!
So goodness can bloom,
they call on flora, fauna.
Bold beauty brigade!
Peace and love for all sentient beings!!
To be kind, to love,
to remain open hearted.
Without exclusions.
...
Without conditions.
No ifs, ands, buts or clauses.
To do Good, to love.
...
Without exceptions.
Not expulsing anyone.
Accept, embrace, love.
I'm amazed at how you distill universal truths with simplicity and power. Thank you, dear Marisol.
Universal truths,
simple enough. Not easy.
Thanks for restacking! <3
“Can we extirpate
the prejudice pandemic?
Starting with ourselves.”
Opening hearts and arms wide, arcing to include each other and ourselves in the great circle. All circles are whole, but some are more full or empty than others. Some have boundaries that say “keep out!”, while others contain us while we become who we are best. Hand on heart to soften into compassion or to pledge allegiance to brutality. All things have an inverse. May fear transform to curiosity and wonder as we challenge boundaries that confine us. May we risk being colorful. Flowers don’t mute themselves. Rather, they quietly radiate the essence of who they are for the noticer. May we notice the silent glory of the other, uplift beauty, and allow prejudice to wither.
Include the inverse,
keep boundaries permeable.
Isms go extinct?!
Marisol, all of this really resonated with me, especially "Prejudice." It's such a raw and honest portrayal of the challenges faced by many. I think we all have moments where we wonder how to dismantle those "destructive, harmful isms" you mentioned. Sometimes I feel like I'm just one person yelling into the void, but reading your words reminds me that we're all in this together, weeding every day, as you put it. It's like trying to clean a messy room with friends; everyone's contribution matters, no matter how small.
In this, together.
Brooms, mops, buckets, rags for all.
Cleaning party call!
🌈🩷❤️🧡💛🤩💙💜🌈
Rona’s colors, true,
emoji’s emotions, real.
We can cross our hearts! 😊
Out in the world. Kindness rings true. Solidarity.
Few words are needed
in support of siblings’ truths.
Philip’s comment, proof.
This pride glows of light
The colours of the rainbow
Love will all ways shine
🌈 💝
Jamie puts in verse
light emitted by bright pride.
Welcome to parade!