ok... the blog is coming.
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The blog came.

This morning I woke up to write the blog. I found myself lying in a warm comfortable bed, and I did not want to get up. I did not want to look at the headlines. I did not want to get outraged. I did not want to become overwhelmed with the headlines du Jour. I did not want to justify everything that is going on in this world today. I wanted to lie in bed, where everything was perfect.

But I didn't lie in bed. I got up. Then I found myself not knowing what to write about. Romney and the speech he will be giving today about faith? Huckabee and his newest explanations about creationism and whatever drama will be happening with his campain? Hillary and her latest let-down? The hope of Kucinich? The bizarre facination of Ron Paul? Rudy... oh dear, what can I say about that train wreck...

I still don't know. I suppose I am suffering from overload today. So, I sit here and I think. I sip my coffee, I enjoy the sun shining in on the studio, I wave hello to a neighbor walking his dog. I take stock of this life. I listen to my partner clicking away on his keyboard in the other room. It's soothing. The slow hum of the heat coming thru the grates is almost hypnotic. There is so much richness in the silence.

So I thought what to write about. The political realm is so vast and complicated these days. I love it and I hate it all at once. And then it hits me. I have been writing my blog all along... And here it is:

It's a good life. I have friends. I have love. I have passion. I don't really want everything to be perfect, I simply want to be a part of this life, working in the great collective to make things better, just and equal. That is the power of love as activism, I suppose.

I am so grateful that all of you reading this are part of this life.

:peace: and :heart:
Raine.

P.S. Now get inside and kick some Republican ® ass!