There won't be any organic anything for long. Because people like the Donald, our president, gave Dow Chemical the right to poison our crops with nerve gas.
Bang the drum for our sons and daughters, for husbands and wives, mothers and friends. Shout death’s name to a clueless world. Bang the drum loudly! Love in grief has a powerful rhythm. Bang the drum with courage and strength! Bang it loud filled with compassion! Bang the drum proudly!
I somehow enlisted the long-haired twenty-something stoner from the local music shop to be my teacher. When we started, he told me a few things about himself. He said he failed pretty much everything in high school. But he loved music, and loved playing guitar. And he could teach me to rock if ...
Courage moves through the chaos, one steady step at a time. Your heartache is like a free fall. You can scramble to fill the void, grabbing for whatever fix you can to numb the jagged edges. You can also persevere with quiet dignity. In every moment there are choices, even in survival mode.