As I watch 2020 flying out the door, I’m going to be the contrarian. It’s been an incredibly valuable year, one that will change us, is changing us, in ways we never imagined (unless we are sci-fi devotees), and in ways that are not all bad. This year is heralding us into something we can perhaps imagine far better. To slow down. To conserve. To honor the ‘other,’ no matter who or what it might be. To be alone, and cherish that time. To be contemplatives and activists. To vote!
On November 4, the day after elections, we still didn’t know who our president for the next 4 years would be. It was a difficult day, and the only way I could bear up was to hold a day (it turned out to be many days) of silent vigil.
On November 3, the day of the election, I showed up at our tiny town hall to do my small duty; I volunteer at the poll. Our town has about 1700 residents. 1504 are registered to vote, and through the course of that day our votes were counted – 1338 of them. For that, I am deeply proud, both of this small town and our large nation.
Be of good cheer . . . please! Welcome in the future, and do what you can do to make it better.