We, here in Southern California have been marveling over the
explosions of Life that have occurred in our vast deserts. I have seen the
desert bloom numerous times over the past 60 years or so, but have seen nothing
even close to this present explosion. As I was marveling over it I suddenly realized
that Spring was breaking out in massive ways with in our people too.
Perhaps it started a bit early to be called Spring, but in a
way, the Women's March on Washington signified an explosion, a reappearance the
power and beauty of the Principles of Humanity "The Washington March drew
at least 500,000 people, and worldwide participation has been estimated at five
million. At least 408 marches were reported to have been planned in the
U.S. and 168 in 81 other countries. After
the marches, officials who organized them reported that 673 marches took place
worldwide, on all seven continents, including 29 in Canada, 20 in Mexico, and
one in Antarctica." Wikipedia, 2017 Women's March
Since that harbinger of things to come there has been no let
up in the blossoming of Human flowers of indignation and demands for equality
and freedom not only in the U.S. but all over the planet. It is true that the
"olds", or the News depending on your point of view, are mostly
concerned with the insane and terrifying, (it sells stuff); however, If we pay
attention to the more subtle things, like flowers blooming and people waking up
and saying ENOUGH! we can see the sun is rising.
Rejoice.
The sun is rising,
driving darkness down.
Look now. Look,
already the Eastern sky
Is tinged with
faint flames of morning orange.
Rejoice.
The sun is rising,
driving darkness down.
Listen now. Listen,
the plaintive sweet notes of the
Mourning Dove’s
call are drifting on the morning breeze.
Rejoice now,
rejoice.
We have traversed
the night.
We face the day.
The Sun is rising
over the land.
The Son is rising
in the heart of man,
Driving Darkness
down.
