On May Day, through my kitchen window I can see that my backyard is drenched from several days of April showers; the deep green leaves of the trees have filled in to obscure an unsightly apartment building; the bright blooms of a few flowers I planted haven’t been dug up by the squirrels; and five feral kittens born on the equinox are playing on the woodpile, having already cast their magic spell that makes us love them. And I’m grateful for these simple gifts.
But many dark clouds still hover. Instead of celebrating fair labor practices, workers are demonstrating around the world to protest their enslavement to corporate greed and the financial crisis caused by casino capitalism. In other neighborhoods, suicide bombers and predator drones terrorize families and destroy their lives. More cases of the swine flu are reported on the hour, feeding the specter of a worldwide pandemic.
Yet, even during these deadly and dangerous days, we still need the quixotic courage to see all the beauty and goodness Mother Nature bestows upon we the people of the Earth. If we cannot envision and hope for a better world, we won’t be able to create it. First hope; then act.
–Nancy Logsdon Mandelkorn