As United people, we’ve been going through so much together. It started with social media. A disbursed power that was once held in the hands of only a few channels. Now, the media has become socialized. We’re able to communicate our needs, mistakes, wishes, hopes and dreams with one another.
Medicine, through the Corona Virus, is possibly what has been happening to socialize health care. Instead of some health care workers taking a knee (so to speak), while others feel like they might be on the other end of that, law enforcement protects and serves, and people unite to help one another. We, together, a part of one body, suffer together and are triumphant together.
At Disneyland, I observe the characters. I believe characters are their absolute best possible selves when in character. Just as I believe musicians in their music videos, etc. are their best selves. This is not necessarily an individual effort. Children and people all around the world love people into being their best.
What one character goes through, affects all of the characters in some way or another. For example, if one character says something mean about another character, then the next person enters the shift, not knowing what happened. The same goes for Law Enforcement... and, We, the people. Veterans, most likely, are the most wise about how to handle these types of situations.
Our favorite places are remaining closed because we’re learning about how to go through these types of situations as United people, not divided by race, religion, sex, color or ability. Safety is the most important. It’s like a domino effect. One person stands in line, and a line forms so everyone can remain safe.
How do we regain our peace? Time, space and understanding. We’re being asked to stay home, to find calmness and peace again. We’re being equipped to handle situations such as these together. With understanding, we will have the ability to apply wisdom. Babies are wisdom in human form. When in this state of vulnerability and uncertainty, we grow.
Wednesday, July 1, 2020
Tuesday, June 16, 2020
The Color Gray
The unknowns had all of us in an unknown space.
We are still learning to navigate through the unknown together.
What do we know?
If someone needs us in a place, in the middle of the road, as if the center of the cross...
Streets flood with hearts filled with the love of humanity.
Because maybe he wasn’t just a man. God, in his suffering you were with him? We believe.
God is omnipresent...?
Jesus is the son of God, the living part of God who walks among us...?
Magnify yourself God. Fill us with mercy and love for ourselves and one another.
We, together, live and die within the body of Christ?
We, together, during peaceful protests are a sort of omnipresence?
The death of a beloved human being was brought to our attention...
As well as the momentous followings of that devastating loss.
We don’t know the details surrounding every situation or story that is brought to our attention.
We do know that we’re devastated by injustice.
We do know that all of humanity cares about just one human being.
In the unknown, we might just discover that one human being is all of us?
We are still learning to navigate through the unknown together.
What do we know?
If someone needs us in a place, in the middle of the road, as if the center of the cross...
Streets flood with hearts filled with the love of humanity.
Because maybe he wasn’t just a man. God, in his suffering you were with him? We believe.
God is omnipresent...?
Jesus is the son of God, the living part of God who walks among us...?
Magnify yourself God. Fill us with mercy and love for ourselves and one another.
We, together, live and die within the body of Christ?
We, together, during peaceful protests are a sort of omnipresence?
The death of a beloved human being was brought to our attention...
As well as the momentous followings of that devastating loss.
We don’t know the details surrounding every situation or story that is brought to our attention.
We do know that we’re devastated by injustice.
We do know that all of humanity cares about just one human being.
In the unknown, we might just discover that one human being is all of us?
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
Love Is
Love is well-set like the scene in your favorite movie.
Well-knit like the tail of a mermaid to wrap around your torso.
Love is as powerful as the moon.
Love is as intense as the sunshine.
The love you pour into your work makes it industrial-strength.
Ironlike in its nature of truth.
Fortified within the walls of it’s castle.
As noticeable as a johnboat in an empty lake.
Love overcomes the depth of a grave.
If I have the chance to tell you
About the wonders you’ll see in the world
I could hold you in my arms
Comfort you, hold you
Tell you just like the seasons
When the storm subsides
The sunshine will illuminate your soul
Hold on tight
Love is a fortress.
Suzanne Sateri
Suzanne Sateri
Monday, May 25, 2020
Every Time
Every time.
She makes it through.
Sometimes I sit back after the storms and think.
Man I shouldn’t have.
What if that was too much for her.
I shouldn’t be so honest.
Maybe it’d make her feel better.
Instead, she loves the truth.
The truth is what makes her feel better.
Once in a while I sense her laughter.
When she’s quietly thinking to herself.
One woman, every woman.
Mother Nature in her peace and in her fury.
There’s no person I’d rather weather the storms of life with.
When the song of the birds emerges in the sunrise she spreads sunlight upon my face.
When the evening moon rises, in my nervous childish laughter before bedtime, her consistent confidence from loving us so comforts me to sleep.
She’s like the lightening that threatens to strike.
She’s like the hurricane in the ring of fire.
She’s like the best, the very best thing that’s ever happened to me.
The gentle feathers that gave me wings.
“What if I fall?”
“Oh, but my darling, what if you fly?”
So I gather what’s left of my courage while she teaches my spirit to soar.
Suzanne Sateri
She makes it through.
Sometimes I sit back after the storms and think.
Man I shouldn’t have.
What if that was too much for her.
I shouldn’t be so honest.
Maybe it’d make her feel better.
Instead, she loves the truth.
The truth is what makes her feel better.
Once in a while I sense her laughter.
When she’s quietly thinking to herself.
One woman, every woman.
Mother Nature in her peace and in her fury.
There’s no person I’d rather weather the storms of life with.
When the song of the birds emerges in the sunrise she spreads sunlight upon my face.
When the evening moon rises, in my nervous childish laughter before bedtime, her consistent confidence from loving us so comforts me to sleep.
She’s like the lightening that threatens to strike.
She’s like the hurricane in the ring of fire.
She’s like the best, the very best thing that’s ever happened to me.
The gentle feathers that gave me wings.
“What if I fall?”
“Oh, but my darling, what if you fly?”
So I gather what’s left of my courage while she teaches my spirit to soar.
Suzanne Sateri
Thursday, May 21, 2020
Checks and Balances
The Executive Branch
The Judicial Branch
The Legislative Branch
We the People
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