One Year

I don’t wish the legacy of George W. Bush on the next president. We’re down to one year left of the most incompetent person to hold the office since the republic’s founding. Incurious George at a time in our history that has demanded much. Instead we have neverending war, recession, big business run amuck and a broken healthcare system. Feel free to add to the list. As one blog mentioned, this country has been spared the revolution most others have had during the past hundred years. Action by The Fed appears not to be working as intended. There is more attention to saving the wealth of the upper class than the cost of groceries, heat, gas and healthcare the rest of find ourselves balancing.

I wake up every morning with a grateful heart and mind, but how much more of this imbalance we will tolerate?

Another year older

We marked another year on the planet Tuesday. I’m not using the “imperial we” here as I received lots of e-mail and phone calls and a number of cards. If I had my druthers I’d just as soon see the cards dropped in favor of a phone call from now on. The cards, as well meaning as I know they are, contribute to a number of systems that are not very favorable to the health of the planet and I would rather hear about your life.

Don’t feel much older, really. As long as I eat properly and exercise I’m able to get up in the morning and go to bed without more than a few creaks. Can’t ask for much more than that at my age. Well, I guess I could ask for more, but I’m feeling pretty abundant already, so why push my luck?

2008 looks like an interesting year. A presidential election with all candidates all the time, and what appears to be a serious economic downturn. We’re have discussions while walking Allie about moving closer to town, or maybe even back across Puget Pond, as painful as that would be. This country will be recovering from the ineptitude of George W. Bush for decades to come.

I am grateful for another year. Life is good.

2008

It was a very mellow and early New Years Eve last night. Another holiday we more or less ignore from a celebration point of view. I heard a few pops down on the point as I fell asleep. We always leave the drunk driving to the amateurs on these two days.

A good time for recollection, though. 2007 was a great year, all things considered. A nice long trip to D.C., Virginia and North Carolina broke things up and we met some folks doing important work with the mentally ill. The last three months were very tiring, but a learning experience. I’ve cast forth my intention for more conscious living and to live in a dematerialistic manner.