My wish in sharing this is not to give you sadness.
It's not to give you images of horror.

My wish for you is hope.
My wish for you is vision. Clear vision and understanding.
My wish for you is hope. Hope for us.
Hope that we can do better.
Hope that we can be better.

Hope that we can remember. Not just at the holidays. Not just when we see media images.
Hope that we can remember always that we are the priviliged. We are ones.
We can do better. We can change.
We can stand up and we can speak the truth.
We can look in the mirror and we can understand our role. That we can understand the need for a new way.
That it isn't something that happens "There"
That no war is rightous.
That Just because it doesn't say "Made in a factory by a 9 year old boy" DOES NOT mean that is made by a happy grandmother is Switzerland. That no plastic walmart toy is.

It's hope. Yes Hope.
Hope for you. Hope for me.
Hope that we remember that nothing is free. Nothing is cheap. Except Freedom.
Yes, that's right. Freedom does not come of money. It does not come of war. It does not come of pain.
Freedom comes of changed minds.

It comes of freed minds. Freed souls. You cannot free anyones but your own, but you may inspire.
The flight of your soul may inspire and lift thousands and by the thousands shall lift millions.

You need not rescue or heal a child. You need only give them the hope that they may... because you do.

This is my hope for you. For me.
For us all.
Free your soul. Walk through the pain, look it in the face, hear it's words. Fear is the only evil and you do not need it.
Knowing will never hurt you it can only free you of the fear of what lurks in the shadows. My wish is that you will look bravely inward and find that unaskable, unthinkable, unfathomable and ask, see understand. Don't look away, but let it seep out into the light... through your tears...through your questions...through your sobs or your screams...but let it disolve in the light and the power of you. Be thankful if you will, but don't believe that because it is "there" it could never be here.

My wish for you is hope.

I love you.

In this Christmas let us remember not what was but what could be.

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The Gift - Mayda Del Valle

Oh, Storm Clouds!

Have I ever told you how much I love a good storm?

I love a good storm. Crave them actually.

The excitement I feel when I see an ominous black storm cloud looming on the horizon!
I can feel the energy, hours before it reaches us, and my whole being becomes electrified with it.

The Power! And yet, I feel most at peace during the height of a crashing, whipping, booming thunderstorm.

I love to stand in the doorway, or even better, on a patio, letting the wind whip my hair as it howls through the trees and overhead. I get goosebumps at the pounding, drenching, earth cleansing downpour!

The smell of a thunderstorm can hardly be described, but I will try.
It begins in the distance...that a storm is coming sweet, wet, green smell in the air...then becomes something altogether more obvious...a heavy, woody, refreshing scent that I seem to smell with my heart as much as my nose.

A storm is a pleasure for all the senses. Striking contrast of black sky and electric light... scent that cleans and refreshes the soul... thunder; soft, distant, promising at first, then earth shaking, body quaking claps and cracks...and Oh! the feeling of it all! Heavy, thick, warm air leaving a layer of damp stickiness to your whole body... push your hair back from where it's stuck to your forehead...wait for the cool clean rain that is promising to come... Then it does. Complete with wind that takes your warm damp skin and turns it to goosebumps and if you dare, a shower like none other!

Summer storms are on the horizon here in TX already.

Mmmm, my heart thumps in my chest at the thought of it.

My Heart's Desire

I long for a soul sister.

I long to have that feeling of complete love and understanding from another woman.

A soul sister to laugh with, to cry with, to dance and paint and talk with.
To love and crave and play with.
To share my secrets and hide away hers.

I long for a woman to admire and be admired by.

A friend who knows the right thing to say and is there to say it.
A friend who can call me at any time of the day or night and know that I will be happy to hear from her and who wishes the same of me.

A friend who wants and tries to know what is at the heart of me.

My soul is crying out for you.
Where are you my beautiful friend?

For All the Water and Air In the World

All the water and air on earth gathered into spheres and compared to the Earth.

On the Left: All the water in the world (1.4087 billion cubic kilometers of it)
including sea water, ice, lakes, rivers, ground water, clouds, etc.

On the Right: All the air in the atmosphere (5140 trillion tonnes of it)
gathered into a ball at sea-level density. Shown on the same scale as
the Earth.

Any questions?

Dear Hillary,

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