When I rise at 5 these days, it’s still dark. But it’s a gentle dark unlike what’s happening right now, and yet the voices at the Democratic convention. Yes. There’s community, coherence, compromise, integrity, intelligence, reality, and light.
I’m with the words of Michelle Obama. “But let’s be clear, going high does not mean putting on a smile and saying nice things when confronted by viciousness and cruelty. Going high means taking the harder path. It means scraping and clawing our way to that mountaintop. Going high means standing fierce against hatred while remembering that we are one nation under God, and if we want to survive, we’ve got to find a way to live together and work together across our differences. And going high means unlocking the shackles of lies and mistrust with the only thing that can truly set us free: the cold hard truth.”
This comes from Writer’s Almanac today.
On this date 100 years ago, the 19th Amendment to the Constitution was ratified. It stated that”The right of citizens of the United States to vote shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any State on account of sex.”
The first national constitutional amendment had been proposed in Congress in 1878, and in every Congress session after that. Finally, in 1919, it narrowly passed both houses of Congress and was sent to the states to be ratified. Most Southern states opposed the amendment, and on August 18, 1920, it all came down to Tennessee. The pro-amendment faction wore yellow roses in their lapels, and the “anti” faction wore red American Beauty roses. It was a close battle and the state legislature was tied 48 to 48. The decision came down to one vote: that of 24-year-old Harry Burn, the youngest state legislator. He had been expected to vote against it, but he had in his pocket a note from his mother, which read: “Dear Son: Hurrah, and vote for suffrage! Don’t keep them in doubt. I noticed some of the speeches against. They were bitter. I have been watching to see how you stood, but have not noticed anything yet. Don’t forget to be a good boy and help Mrs. Catt put the ‘rat’ in ratification. Your Mother.” He voted in favor of the amendment.
I think of Laiki, a dog sent into space on Sputnik 2 in 1957. She didn’t know what was being asked of her, or maybe she did, but she led the way for our current exploration of space.
I study and practice Sensory Awareness to better know, expand, and explore my inner space as it reaches out into a space beyond my obvious container.
May we all open to the path before us, open all the voices speaking now, open to love and courage and commitment to feed each other with abundance and care.
“We are creatures who are born to love. It’s more than biophilia that drives us. It’s philophilia – the love of love itself.”
Kathleen Dean Moore