In John Keat’s poem “Ode on a Grecian Urn”, he writes that “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.” 

I saw that yesterday at the No King’s Protest.  I stood and waved with others at the exit to a freeway.  On a beautiful Saturday like yesterday, people are on their way to West Marin and the beaches.  As two lanes merge into one, they’re going slowly or often stopped, so it’s an intimate exchange as we stand on the sidewalk with our signs, music playing and joy and cheer waving with our signs.  It’s festive and invigorating, and a huge percentage of the people in the cars join in, waving, honking, smiling, and they are so beautiful.  They understand compassion, unity, care and the flowing energy and expansion of love.  Those who drive by compacted, ignoring and frowning are not beautiful.  They are a downer.  Of course this is my perspective.  One might say I resonate with those on “my side”, and yet, there is beauty in seeing movement, resonance, response, awareness, and joy.  I saw so clearly that love and care for others is a beauty treatment and brightens the heart and eyes.  We share a path and unity and care for all carves and curves the places to nourish and share and know enough.