Happy Fourth of July! Independence Day here in America. A day to honor our freedoms, our heritage, our heroes, the beauty of our land and our people. A day of tradition, of cherished memories, of family, of what it means to be a citizen of this grand nation.
You know, it was so nice this morning to sit down to journal and meditate; enjoying a few quiet moments before all the hub-bub and feel-- if only a heart-felt wish-- a sense of unity throughout our diverse and vast country on this day.
With the pervasive divisiveness, disagreement, hatred, turmoil, and strife, I said a quiet prayer, exhaled a deep breath of gratitude for a day that has the potential and hopeful intention for all of us to come together into a collective, united whole. Friends, neighbors, and families-- the family that is these United States of America-- joining hands together from sea to shining sea in understanding, peace, and good-will.
Remembering the Fourth of Julys of my past. The excitement of home town parades, wearing the red, white, and blue, hanging the flag on the front porch, picnics in a park with my family, firework booms filling the night sky...
One of my favorite and most cherished days of the year.