I spent most of today watching The Enchanted Island (Met Opera Live in HD), so haven’t had much time or energy for today’s Love Action . . . which asked us to examine how we use language: do we speak/write unlovingly/cruely to others (or ourselves)? how do we treat those close to us compared to strangers? what about online rhetoric? what might it mean to “Occupy Language”?
I’ll ‘fess up to snide comments about politicians . . . though I don’t think I even come close to the nastiness they are spewing at each other.
I’ll also admit I often find it much easier to be nice to total strangers than to myself and those I love . . . and that I have no trouble raising my voice in anger when I feel someone is in the wrong . . . okay I’m human (and not a native Minnesotan).
Anyway, too tired to do justice to today’s topic, so I’ll pass along the words of Alice Walker (included in today’s 30 Days of Love email):
Love is not concerned
with whom you pray
or where you slept
the night you ran away
from home.
Love is concerned
that the beating of your heart
should kill no one.
-Alice Walker
