Snowy Mountainside – Photo: L. Weikel
Organic Inclusivity
I was going to write about something completely different this evening; something I can write about any day, really.
I even had the photo I was going to use all teed up and ready to go.
And then, just as I was getting ready to write my post for tonight, I noticed and clicked on something posted on FaceBook regarding the start of the impeachment proceedings today.
News Fast
I’m not in my normal habitat at the moment, which means that I’m not engaging in my usual indulgence of – I’ll admit it – watching what Karl and I euphemistically call ‘politi-trash.’ That’s how we refer to the couple of politically-oriented news shows we usually watch each evening. Nicolle Wallace (Deadline: White House) and Rachel Maddow (The Rachel Maddow Show) being our favorites, with Ari Melber (The Beat) and Chris Hayes (All In) thrown in occasionally.
Being a person who feels it’s my responsibility to stay aware, engaged, and apprised of what’s going on in our country and our government, this really is a sort of ‘news fast,’ and I’m enduring it at what I have to say is a most inopportune time. I am keenly interested in what is happening in Washington D.C. at the moment, and I feel the entire process is of the utmost importance to the integrity and future of our country.
Coincidence?
Since I don’t believe in random coincidence, I can only suspect that I’m here, in a place in which I’ll essentially be forced to undergo a ‘news fast’ for the next few days, for a reason. Yes, I’ll be missing witnessing history. But at the same time, I doubt it’ll be over by the time I return home.
Which leads me to the clip that snagged my attention this evening and about which I chose to make the center of this post: the House blessing.
I found myself listening to this ‘Guest Chaplain,’ Southern Tewa, Isleta Pueblo of New Mexico native Verna Teller, open these impeachment proceedings asking for a blessing on those representing all of us that was wonderfully inclusive and so organic that it brought tears to my eyes.
If you didn’t get a chance to witness it, here’s one minute and forty seconds well worth your while.
Aho Mitakuyeoasin (We are all related.)
(T-744)