The past several weeks have brought emotions that have kept us on a roller coaster like none we've endured in the past.
On one hand, we have this ridiculously demented corrupt evil man living in our White House, wreaking everything he touches or breathes on. And, for all intents and purposes - nothing much getting done by a spineless and/or compromised congress to remove him.
On the other hand, we've been privileged to follow a group of Buddhist monks led by the Venerable Bhikkhu Pannakara accompanied by their rescue dog, Aloka.
Their walk from Fort Worth, Texas to D.C. has been to promote peace, compassion, and mindfulness across the United States.
I have cried because of both.
For one - The Monster - because he angers me, and he frightens me.
For the other - The Peaceful Ones - because they fill my heart with their goodness. And maybe some hope.
Aloka, The Peace Dog, has stolen hearts and brought joy to thousands of us.
Amazing, isn't it, how easily we trust and are made to feel safe by one of these, and so terrified and terrorized by the other?
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