HOW WATCHING BIRDS SAVED MY LIFE
As a wildly-progressive woman of faith, you know I am biting my nails, toenails, twisting my curly hair, and otherwise trying to self-soothe during these days before the midterms. I know that a blue-wave is more than possible; I see that early voting numbers are quite high; I have read that a number of Independents and even Republicans are going to vote for Democratic candidates. But still--I worry and fret, knowing that DT will do ANYTHING to stay in power. I want to trust in our rule of law, but when did that ever stop him? However, as a nearby Black church would say, "Don't let the devil steal your joy." Or, as God said to me last Spring, "Don't let him steal your peace." With that in mind, I am doubling down on small moments of joy and trying to find places where I can breathe deeply and trust that things will improve in time, that DT will not have the last word. Hence, bird-watching. You might consider looking at birds out your w...
