It doesn't always come easy to me; I can be sarcastic and snarky (anything for a laugh) and come across as unfeeling. But I'm going to try to remember first of all to
Be Kind. *
“Dogfish” by Mary Oliver (an excerpt)
. . .
You don’t want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don’t want to tell it, I want to listen
to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.
And anyway it’s the same old story – – –
a few people just trying,
one way or another,
Mostly, I want to be kind.
And nobody, of course, is kind,
for a simple reason.
And nobody gets out of it, having to
swim through the fires to stay in
Okay, perhaps I need to qualify my precept. I don't intend to be kind to the Loser-in-Chief or any of his enablers. The kindest thing I can say about him is that I suspect he was damaged by his upbringing. I mean kindness in personal interactions--whether real or virtual. (And what is real, anyway?)