You are not the cat’s meow

Dear President Trump,

You’ve been quiet lately, at least as far as I can tell. I’d like to think that it’s because you are re-grouping, figuring out how to back out of the messes you have made. Sadly, I doubt this is the case. It’s more likely that your handlers don’t want you spouting off uncensored since you can sound so unhinged when you are off script. I’m being blunt, but as I noted the other day, compassion may need to be fierce.

It’s also possible that you are taking time to adjust to your new normal of having to deal with a lot of people being very unhappy with things that you do and actually telling you about it. I know you are surrounded by legions of sycophants who will reassure you and tell you you are the bomb, the cat’s meow, who laugh at all your jokes and try to buffer you from reality. However, your new normal includes having to deal with scores of us who aren’t going down quietly. I can really only speak for myself but I see so many brave people who are horrified by the legacy of harms you and your administration are imposing on us and the planet, and who are not afraid of speaking up. They are using all the energy they can muster to stay on you and your administration as they try and hold you accountable to decency. We are not going to quietly adapt to a new normal that includes refusals to investigate possible collusion with foreign agents intent on throwing elections, refusals on your part to be transparent about your taxes, refusals to deal responsibly with climate change and environmental degradation, refusals to be sensible and fair about health care reform, refusals to provide sanctuary for refugees and a legal path to citizenship for undocumented residents.

I know I am having trouble adjusting to this new normal of daily outrage and assault on principles I hold dear, but I am committed to staying present and engaged. I am also committed to re-setting as many times as I have to so that I don’t get stuck in fear and hate since stoking these emotions only divides me against myself and poisons my heart. It’s like holding hot coals; I want to throw them at the other but I am getting burned (another of Thich Nhat Hahn’s ideas I use all the time).

So I send you this blessing that I may stay steady and loving;

May you be safe.
May you be happy.
May you be healthy.
May your life unfold and intersect with peace.

Sincerely,
Tracy Simpson

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