Dear America

Photo by Autumn Leaf

Dear America,

We are well into spring, and Los Angeles once again has us gasping at the beautiful, painfully purple surprise of May’s unexpected streets lined with blooming Jacaranda trees. And, now that I’ve had some time to stretch into the season, I’d like to suggest that we mimic spring while we can, with the following tips:

Let’s imitate the peeper frogs that head to newly created pools to breed, catch bugs and avoid predators. It’s easy! All we need to do is make love; work to silence the buzzing voices that clamor for prolonged conflict; and avoid predator politicians who lie their way to war.

Let’s be like spring’s insects that bide their time while moving through their multiple life stages. In other words, let’s embrace our own evolution into life’s ever-changing next phase. Or, put in yet another way: let’s get Zen!

Let’s be like spring’s torrential rivers, and flood the earth with sudden compassionate intention.

Let’s be like the bees that visit one flower after another, ensuring that tomorrow’s gardens and meadows will flourish. As wannabe bees, we can touch as many people as possible with the idea that, in order for our country to flourish again one day, we will need to tirelessly counter the voices of greed, negativity and fear to ensure that another George W. Bush and Dick Cheney administration never happens again. This translates to: We can’t let McCain win!

Let’s emulate the Candytuft plant, whose masses of flowers attract butterflies; and the Columbine plant whose blooms burst with color, overflow with nectar, and charm the hummingbirds. It isn’t hard if you let the promise of spring work its magic. We can embrace our multi-cultural and multi-colored roots, ride the flow of an inevitable cross-cultural society, and entice the angels to accompany us on our journey toward a better world.

Thanks for indulging my fantasies, dear America.

Sincerely,
Carine Fabius