I got up early this morning because we are flying back from Telluride to Miami today. We spent most of the summer in the breathtaking mountains of Colorado, where we really felt embraced both by our mother Gaia and the open minded friendly communities that we have visited. Of all the places we stayed, Telluride was the diamond, and so we bought a half of a small duplex in town so we could make an easy to get to get away spot for Stephanie and me.
One of the things I like best about Telluride in particular is that we rarely find ourselves in the car. We even walk or take the free Gondola to the small markets for shopping, and buy most of our vegetables (including incredible mushrooms from the Telluride Mushroom Company) at the Farmer’s markets that are held twice a week in the Summer and the Fall.
We first came here in August and fell in love with it, and then we came back in September to close and move in to our cute little duplex. It amazes me how much things changed! In August the days were almost hot, and the nights just cool enough to sleep by an open window. Now just a couple of weeks later the highs touch 70 degrees a couple times a week, and the lows are in the low 40s. We even had a significant snowfall in early September. Now all of the Aspen trees are are turning brilliant yellow. The hummingbirds that seemed to buzz around everywhere all took off on their migration after that first snow fall. And Robbins are fattening up for winter.
Robins are not the only ones getting ready for winter. The bears are too. We have learned that one should only put the trash out on the morning that it is collected. We learned this because we arrived on a Monday and put out some trash that night. A family of very determined bears spread this gift across the neighbors yard next door during the night. The can was securely locked with a heavy steel plate, but apparently this family has learned that if the mother bear knocks the trash can over and sits on it, it squishes down and the babies can reach in and pull out the contents. They need to shake the can frequently so tasty gems come to the top within the babies’ reach. They are getting ready for winter too.
The other night I was sitting out on the little balcony that looks out over the Telluride Ski Mountain, and I saw the first quarter moon in the sky with Jupiter. October promises to be such a tumultuous month with the pre-election dog fight and the Mercury Retrograde leading up to the presidential election. The whole thing feels like a prize fight to me. I see so much division. And it seems that it matters not to the powers that be which side a person chooses, as long as they hate the other side with a passion. It feels like the Super Bowl. The NFL does not care which team you support, as long as you are blind with fury, and buy a ticket to the game or tune in on TV. Same with American politics.
It’s so sad to me to see how we are being pitted against each other. I had a moment when I thought it might matter who won the election, but I’m starting the think it’s just a big show. It’s starting to feel to me like it’s the NFL, i.e. the major parties, vs the Green Party. I will do the right thing and vote, but I’m going to hold my nose when I do it. If anyone in our government happens to read this, which I’m sure they won’t, shame on you for squandering this opportunity for our country to be a force of light in the world.
And this gets me back here to Telluride. It’s like the hymns of our Padrinho Sebastião say. It’s in the Sun and the Moon that we must believe. These incredible mountains seem like a shield from all of this. How can we hate one another when the creation of God is so beautiful? It’s been such a relief to turn off the news and go for a hike in nature. To get back in touch with our mother.
I have so much hope for the new era that is dawning. Maybe we will be able to have some compassion for one another, try to see the other side, and recognize that we all do better in a just society.
Stephanie’s Uncle just published a memoir, and the first page of it is the poem by Emma Lazarus from the Statue of Liberty. Stephanie’s ancestors arrived in the United States from Eastern Europe through Ellis Island beneath the torch of the Statue of Liberty, and I was so touched to see that her Uncle put these words at the very start of his Memoir
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame is the imprisoned lightning, and her name, MOTHER OF EXILES. From her beacon-hand Glows world wide welcome…give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”Emma Lazarus, “The New Colossus” from the Statue of Liberty
How far have we come that our new symbol of national pride is a border wall dividing us from our brothers and sisters in Mexico? I’m sure most of the people who support that wall have never even been to Mexico. Sure they may have gotten plastered in Cancun, but have they ever been to the heartland of Mexico? I have, and I have always been treated with warmth and love and kindness.
I’m so proud to be part of this family that recognizes that we too arrived here on a boat with only the promise of opportunity. What sign will we hang on the border wall?
Behind this wall are the wealthiest people in the world. We have far more than we need, and we waste more than you earn, and so we have built this giant wall to keep you out so we can keep it all for ourselves. Go back where you came from, you are not wanted here.Border Wall Don
We generally support policies that by the numbers are against our personal economic gain because we are willing to pay our share to live in a free open and just society where everyone has a chance and is treated with dignity.
So I’m going to make a little pledge. I’m going to take a little bit of Telluride with me and ignore the run up to the Super Bowl Election, and instead I’m going to pray for peace. I hope some of that peace reaches down to you there in Bahia.
Sun Moon Stars. Love Spencer