Went to bed early - fitful sleeping as my stomach was upset. Woke up at 1:30 and ate a bowl of cereal. When it was clear that I was going to be awake for a bit, I went to my default: reading.
I have been reading The Lacuna by Barbara Kingsolver. Already I want to begin at the beginning and read it again. It spans the history of the McCarthy era, and how people can be crucified on truths that have been twisted into lies...how people in power use fear and ignorance to control so many...how the press and media use and abuse their reach to play a hand in that control. In so many ways it reflects the politics and the fear that still is so ever present in our society now.
Her book has left me feeling "rode hard and put up wet"...somewhat raw...a sign of genius writing and a well-told story. It leaves me overwhelmed with the truths that it tells through its fiction. We, as a species, are so capable of great love - yet allow the slightest bit of fear to rule and we can turn into hateful creatures - worse than other living things because we have the ability and intellect to choose differently, but more often than not succumb to the fear and hurt others instead. For the love of Pete - reading about children being burned, people being killed, reputations being ruined - all by our own hands. Oy.
Nothing much
left to do at this hour but have a good cry and try to get some sleep, and maybe practice some h'oponopono.
