Kindness.

Facebook sent me an email to tell me one of my friends had shared a post. I get lots of these and usually ignore them. (I'm not a big facebook user.) For some reason I clicked.

She had shared a post from her friend, Elizheva Hurvich who had posted this. I thought it was worth sharing.

I took a media break to retune my nervous system. I walked outdoors - in the woods, in my neighborhood, in the city far from home. I passed people I knew and people I didn’t know. I passed dog walkers and joggers and people pushing baby carriages. I passed white people and brown people and black people and bald people and white-haired people and purple haired people.

I smiled. I complimented the day or their clothes or the nature around us.

I said hello to random people.

It’s not totally new or unusual for me, but I’m writing about it now because it is a counter action to all the hate in the world. At a time I feel small against the hate out there, it is a form of activism. I am ramping it up. I’m doing this as a campaign. I’m taking my pain and outrage and disgust and frustration with ICE and world dominating haters. I’m amping up the love bombing.

This is not a Pollyanna statement. This is not spiritual bypassing. I don’t have my head in the ground.

I’ll return to reading news and media.

And I’ll fiercely practice kindness as political activism.

To you reading this — hello!

Pass it on.