In the last few months I’ve been in the desert area of Phoenix, the redwoods of Woodside, passed through the golden grasses of California hills and settled by the bay and ocean in Marin to watch the waves and tides move in and out.

These different landscapes are openings, portals, twined in diversity, offering expanded and different ways to participate, create and breathe.

Today I read Robert Hubbel. Timothy Mellon, who inherited a fortune of $14 billion “donated $50 million to Trump the day after Trump was convicted of 34 felonies for interfering in the 2020 election by falsifying documents to conceal his sexual encounter with Stormy Daniels”.

Mellon wants Trump to be president so he doesn’t have to pay taxes to support the network that connects us.  I find myself feeling compassion for him.  How sad and tragic to be so isolated and deluded.

Maybe if we unite our hearts in sending warmth, love, and care to him, the ice floe on which he lives will melt and he’ll dissolve into the waters of this planet we share.