I bought Rebecca Solnit's book Men Explain Things to Me for my Kindle. That little digital marvel is making the time I spend on the Octane exercise bike go faster. Not very far into it, but I know what she means. Too many men feel compelled to explain things to women (us poor addled creatures that don't know nuthin) even when they don't have the foggiest idea of what they speak and we may be experts on the topic. Did I mention I rarely date?
On a beautiful January day in the Puget Sound region.
People inspired to work for change
on issues near and dear to their hearts.
People willing to be the change
they want to see in the world.
People who believe in compassion, inclusion, stewardship of the earth, that black lives have often not mattered as much as they should in this society, that health care access and affordable care
are essential in modern society, that different doesn't mean diminished value, that love between two adult people should be honored and their marriage legal even if they aren't a traditional heterosexual couple, that diversity strengthens our country
because it offers new perspectives and ideas.
No every marcher subscribed to every opinion expressed.
But there was room in the protest tent for expression,
honoring the person even if not agreeing with the message.
Seattle's a city that somehow encourages expression
and giving new ideas sturdy legs.
And when women come together to plan a demonstration,
We all find ourselves confronted from time to time by detours in our life. We think things will happen one way, but reality is something else altogether. So we're off down an unfamiliar road, griping about what isn't as much as what is because we were really attached (and still are) to the outcome we imagined.
Learning to love what is seems like one of the hardest things a grown-up has to master. . . . but it's all a matter of realizing that you can't believe everything you think.
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