Follow Your Heart

 Sunday September 6, 2020

We are now back home in San Francisco. Yesterday, Beth and I took one last walk on the beach in La Jolla.


We walked around town, had a salad for lunch, packed the car and drove to Los Angeles. HOT DAY! The temperature was well over 100 degrees. 

We checked into our hotel and Peg came over to get us.


We had Italian takeout for Dinner with Peg, Bill and Cooper.



Today after breakfast with Bill and Peg, we had a five hour drive home from LA-SF. The only traffic was on the Bay Bridge. Meyer came over for dinner.

My letter to America: 

Dear Americans: This includes ALL races, religions, national origins and political affiliations. We need to come together in these difficult times. A nation divided cannot function. We need to love and respect each other. We are one nation. Our nation has faced adversity before. We came together as ONE people to battle common enemies. We must not follow those who hate and divide us. Follow the path with heart; without fear.

I am re reading A Path With Heart, by Jack Kornfield. The basic message of this book is simple. In all decisions you make in life, big and small, ask your heart how to choose. Cheeseburger or salad? Your heart knows the right option. It is easy to see which is the path with heart. Choosing to follow the path with heart is difficult. Life is full of delicious cheeseburgers. Sometimes, we need to be hard on ourselves. 

What Kornfield describes as your "heart" is really your conscience. We don't often acknowledge the ongoing discussion we have with our conscience. We make little decisions constantly. Will I let that car merge in front of me? Should I say hello to that person walking toward me on the sidewalk. We go through our everyday life not even paying attention to this internal dialogue. We don't like to be hard on ourselves. We like to eat dessert. 

I am not perfect. I don't always follow the path with heart. I am trying to increase my awareness of the internal discussion and follow my heart as much as possible. 

Let's hope all the polls are right this time. Perhaps someone with heart will prevail in November. 

the bear

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  1. Thomas LuehrsenSeptember 8, 2020 at 5:10 PM

    I'm designing a protest t-shirt. The front says, "Promote Herd Community." The back says, "All one." or maybe, "We're all one."

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