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Free to be…


“For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.”  

Nelson Mandela

Recently, there has been quite a bit of contentious debate regarding “Freedom” and its sibling “Rights”. To many, the unobstructed exercise of one’s perceived rights is a litmus test for assessing whether our freedoms have been denied, opening the door to varying degrees of offense, unrest and division. I may be in left field here, but I believe that just because we can, doesn’t necessarily mean that we should. At the risk of ruffling feathers, I think this whole Rights and Freedom trend has knocked us a tad off course, bruising our common humanity in the process. And honestly, it has gotten a bit out of control.

What rights after all do we lay claim to? Well, that depends on who is asking and who is being asked. And rights by their very nature go hand in hand with a plethora of perceived freedoms. There are God-given rights – Freedom of Religious Expression, civil rights – Freedom to pursue the ideals of Life, Liberty and Happiness, constitutional rights – Freedom to take advantage of all the benefits of democracy, human rights – Freedom from Discrimination, gun rights – the Freedom to Own a Firearm, individual rights – Freedom of Speech/Expression, and the list goes on and on…birth rights, natural rights, claim rights, liberty rights, individual rights, group rights, animal rights, workers’ rights, disability rights, patients’ rights, property rights, reproductive rights… rights of way and rights of passage (well, I just added those last two for a bit of comic relief). This is by no means a conclusive list!

Wikipedia gives a nice definition of the word “Rights”:

Rights are legal, social, or ethical principles of freedom or entitlement; that is, rights are the fundamental normative rules about what is allowed of people or owed to people, according to some legal system, social convention, or ethical theory… Rights are often considered fundamental to civilization, being regarded as established pillars of society and culture, and the history of social conflicts can be found in the history of each right and its development. According to the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy, “rights structure the form of governments, the content of laws, and the shape of morality as it is currently perceived.”

One look at the words associated with the definition above truly sheds light on why the concept and application of this thing called “rights” has the potential to become so contentious. Words like entitlement, principles of freedom, culture, law, and morality are not light topics. If your family is anything like mine, you no doubt shudder at the idea of uttering these words at the holiday table, their use strictly forbidding in conversation! Because it is family, we willingly (well, most of the time) abide by this unspoken, unwritten rule to keep the peace.

It is when we hit the streets, in the company of strangers, of those scary “others”, that the gloves come off. Because we view rights as an entitlement, we feel that in order to affirm our level of freedom, it is necessary to defend our rights, and when possible sway as many like believers our way to support and secure our position. Misery loves company! I suppose that is human nature. But I don’t believe this is one of our finest moments as a civilization. There is a higher way…a better way I believe. One look at Nelson Mandela’s quote at the beginning of this essay, certainly gives me pause. To Mandela’s point, “(are we) living in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others?” In a word…No.

A story by Winston and Maxwell. A lesson on how not to excercise one’s rights.


It seems Winston believes he has the right to enjoy playing with his toy without Maxwell taking it away from him. So…he sits on Maxwell’s head.

The End

Just because I have the right to express my faith, does not necessarily give me the right to deny you your rights, or to demand that you believe as I do. Based on the short list above, there are plenty of rights and freedoms to go around to make us all happy. It needn’t be an all or nothing, one-size-fits-all deal.

If you hold the belief that you should not work on Sundays, then by all means, close your chicken sandwich business on Sundays…but don’t demand that every chicken store in town close on Sunday’s as well. If your faith informs you to wear a certain head covering or to dress a certain way, you are free to do that too. Some may question your lack of style or think you are quirky or weird, but it’s not about them…it’s about you. (Which brings me to an important point. If the way you decide to live your life runs against the grain of the status quo, expect to pay the consequences for your actions. Freedom doesn’t exempt us from consequences.)

You are even free to hang offensive flags on your house, in your yard or flapping on the back of your pick-up truck. No one is asking you to remove those things from your personal space, though we might decide to walk on the other side of the street when we see you coming. Just kidding. But it is only common courtesy not to demand that you have the right to hang your flag on public property. I pay taxes to maintain that property too. It’s kinda rude to expect have your way on that one.

Oh…and one more thing, nobody wants your guns (unless you’re stark raving crazy) …so could we please agree long enough to close the loophole between our mental health system and gun registration so that those who shouldn’t have them don’t have unlimited access to them?

But…I digress…some claim we have the right to things like health care, education, equal opportunity, equal pay regardless of gender, while others claim that these are not penned in our societal compacts and therefore do not qualify as true rights. What, after all, does constitute a legitimate right? Is it only those things etched in stone or are some rights things we should consider because they are the “right” thing to do?

The point is, we don’t lose our freedoms just because someone else may wish to exercise rights and freedoms we don’t agree with or choose to enjoy. In fact, allowing you to live your life in pursuit of your own happiness (it’s called tolerance and acceptance) in no way implies that I agree with your path or your choices. It’s just silly to consider such a thought.

So I’m thinking out loud here. Can we just stop the insanity? We are most definitely free in this country. It’s unbelievable how free we are. And if we don’t like the way others are living their lives we can choose to ignore them because, of course, we should be busy enjoying our own freedoms. If we all did that we wouldn’t have time to worry about the rights of everyone around us. Sounds like great idea doesn’t it?

We can quit if our job doesn’t match our ideal of the perfect job. We can move if our neighborhood doesn’t fit our family’s needs. We are free to choose. All of us.

Rights are not rights unless they apply to everyone. I should repeat that. Rights are not rights unless they apply to everyone. So I should mention, there IS this tiny little thing called justice that I believe is important to consider. It doesn’t mean creating a new right or freedom out of thin air, but it does mean making sure everyone has a ticket to the party.

If I’m being honest with myself, there are other tenets associated with a life of freedom that require more of me. With great freedom comes great responsibility. (Back to take a look again at Mandela’s words.) Yep. Things like, kindness, generosity, mercy, charity, civility, honesty, grace, love, respect, humility. If my expression of freedom infringes on someone else’s liberties, then one of these things is surely amiss. Just because I can, doesn’t necessarily mean that I should. It is enough for me to work on perfecting those tenets in my own life. They are worth repeating…kindness, generosity, mercy, charity, civility, honesty, grace, love respect, humility. I can think of no higher calling than to exercise my right to perfect these things in my own life. Now that is true Freedom! 😊

Peace out…kat


Like Orbs Passing

  
Golden globe of fire and
light, Sun spends his
days from edge to edge
‘Cross panoramic spans of
Sky doing what Suns do…
Unaware that passers by
Wake in sleepy dark of
Dawn just to see him rise.

And sister moon, great
Light pretender shadow
dances on her milky
Path, twirling us from
Starlit dust as oceans swell
To kiss the sand, oblivious
Her lunacy has left us
Breathless in her wake.

Orbs that pass, that come
And go, like people do
From day to day, a smile
A smirk, a lock of eyes, we
Too project our fiery light
And sullen shadows each
To each, oblivious to
The difference that we make.

kat ~ 2 September 2015


a moment’s fall from grace

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‘twas a detour from
grace that raised
the demons of my
deepest fears…in
a second i let my
eyes shift from
sacred moments to
regretful yesterdays
and hopeless futures,
my present drowning
in a sea of unanswerable
questions, when?
where? who? what?
why?

it’s an understandable
misstep, my scatterbrained
tendency to follow
the cacophony of
voyeuristic busybodies,
like a moth to flame,
knocks me off
center singeing my
fickle flesh, disconnecting
me from my core, leaving
me breathless. ‘tis true
in the midst of catastrophic
distractions i forget to
breathe and lose all
mindfulness.

but the moment, ever
present, waits in the wings
of my thrashing fright,
a heartbeat’s breath
near, to wrap me in
blissful embrace from
the immediacy of nothingness
into the radiant epiphany
of pure love, peace and
knowing. to breathe,
just breathe is all this
present moment asks
to deliver me home.

kat ~ 31 Aug 2015


If not when our hearts are bleeding, when?

…meanwhile…in Roanoke, Virginia…  

As the initial shock of the senseless murders of two journalists fades, I had hoped this weekend would be like any other. I have a cake to bake and gifts to wrap in celebration of my grandson’s 5th year on this planet. But I can’t get past the senselessness of this most recent act by a mentally deranged madman because it happened to my community. And I admit I feel guilty for not feeling equally as shocked and upset when it happened to others.  Especially when there are things that can and should be done. Other civilized nations have figured it out. Why are we struggling to figure it out? Maybe I’m not meant to get over it. Perhaps my calling now is to join the voices from other communities in the hope that we will eventually reach a critical tipping point as we all demand “enough!”

Poetry helps me express my deepest feelings. I’ll let this verse be my final lament…

this page of our
collective story stings
from drops of salty
tears, rivulets of ink
collide, muddling
the truth…
but soon enough
another page will
manifest in dreadful
déjà vu, the
folly of our dense
forgetfulness
exposed.
some memories
refuse to die,
each tear stained
page a conscience
cue, to summon
us to write our
denouement,
it’s up to us to
right this grisly
narrative, to seize
control from witless
forgers once for all
to simply pen
“enough”.

kat 29 aug 2015


Credo…In Times Like These…

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If you’re paying attention, the current political climate has become impossibly ludicrous. Politicians bought and sold to the highest bidder, average folks be damned. When I spend too much time watching the news or reading commentary I find myself losing ground in my goal to live mindfully, in gratitude, inhabiting each precious moment. Worry, fear, and downright disbelief at what some charlatans are seemingly getting away with at the expense of our nation…and ultimately our world, causes me to forget to breathe. And of course, it’s miserably downhill from there. Breathing, as we all know is kind of important.

To calm myself, I have come up with a Credo (Latin for “I Believe”) list to remind me that there are certain truths I can depend on. Goals not too lofty or impossible to realize. Simple basics that I know are possible, that I trust are possible if enough of us believe. This little list is something I intend to refer to, (even if just line by line as a situation arises) and repeat like a mantra, to bring me back to the moment, to sanity, to remind me to breathe, and to guide me to gratefulness for the goodness that exists, even if it’s hard to perceive it in the cacophony of the absurdity around me.

In times like these…
I believe in the inherent goodness of humanity.
I believe the paths that guide our moral compasses are many, equally inspiring when they draw us to the light.
I believe that truth will ultimately win over spin and dishonesty.
I believe it is possible to exist with our neighbors in peace, bypassing war through diplomacy.
I believe we can care for our sick, our poor, and our outcasts without taking from another.
I believe that hard working people deserve to be paid a living wage.
I believe justice will prevail when we leave aside our egos and come to the table.
I believe that civil liberty and freedom are our birthrights, not to be dictated by arbitrary belief systems.
I believe we owe it to our Mother, Earth, to care for her waterways, her greenways and her skyways.
I believe in educating our young to carry our legacy of innovation into the future, without burdening their futures in the process.
I believe in honoring those who’ve served us in war, calamity and peace by providing basic care and sustenance for as long as they have need.
I believe we owe gentle end of life care to our aging elders, basic security of shelter, health and food.
I believe in supporting life in all of its stages, not just its embryonic beginnings.
I believe in families, large and small, organic and blended, in various flavors, colors and varieties, where love is key and the only thing that matters.
I believe one day we will look beyond our differences, acknowledging the common thread that binds us together as one race, one family.
And because I believe, no amount of lunacy or madness can dissuade me…
And because I believe, I have hope.