America… Are we really that different from each other? Did we all not come from somewhere else?
When you woke up this morning did you also take a breath of air? (Fresh or not) Your good day could have been my bad day. My lunch could have been someone’s 3rd day with nothing to eat. The Britta filtered water dripping in a glass bottle could be a village or town with no potable drinking water.
Your freedom, my revolution! My two hands, your handicap! We are all connected in an endless cycle of living and dying, bleeding and healing. Loving and being loved! Our hopes, dreams and fears link the human consciousness across borders, race, politics, socio-economics and generations.
Let us consider one another and care for each member of the human race. See the sadness in others and share joy. Feel the hunger and give away a meal. Maybe even choose to love a stranger without first knowing all about them.
Walk a mile in their shoes today! Always breathing to love, loving to share, sharing to live as one with our neighbors.