I have been on edge for months now, I think we all have.
Watching this election unfold day by day, the struggle
between the old and the new, the fearful and optimistic. I was
born in flint Michigan and moved to Arizona when I was 10.
I remember driving across the county in our Pontiac station wagon,
looking out the window as each day brought a new terrain, and
a new emotion. This was 1965 and you could still pull off the highway
and take the back roads that lead you somewhere. Small towns, big
cities, big skies, mountains meditating, desert sands like spilled sugar,
a botanical dream scape with cactus flora and fauna I had never witnessed
before.
Flint was a booming town when we left it behind. My father a doctor,
enjoyed the big years GM, Body by Fisher, Buick the factories were
purring like the fine engines they manufactured. Blue Cross Blue Shield -
everyone was getting paid feeling secure. Why I would even hold the
milk mans hand down the driveway after his delivery, these were different
times.
Out west there was lot's of room to roam. I road horses up in the mountains,
drove out to Pinnacle Peak restaurant wearing one of my dads old ties because
I heard they cut them off and hung them from the rafters, big steaks thrown
onto an outdoor grill, it took a half an hour to drive out there, everything
was an adventure.
That was when I was a little girl. These journeys stay with me everyday
and now that I have a love of my own and my own darling daughter,
I hold these memories close to my heart.
Travels have shifted. Simplicity is hard to find, but the best of this
country still remains.
And I love it dearly.
I don't want to move to France if things go wrong.
I want to stay here and do all i can do to make this
place fun and romantic and happy.
I know you are all voting today
and will do the right thing.
I think Barack and Michelle are great people,
they love each other and their two daughters.
I see the humanity there, and more than ever,
this is what we need to get back and move forward.
Wherever g-d may be if he/she isn't integrated into our
own souls then it can't work. We cannot wait for a higher
power to do the heavy lifting for us, we've got to do it for
ourselves.
Remember to vote no on Prop 8, love now belongs to us all!
Meditate on bringing the highest consciousness to those
who need it most.
Hanging tough.
Sending love.
Sandy B
