Jenny and Catherine, when I read your postings yesterday they brought me to tears. I wanted to respond, but I was so overcome by your honesty and authenticity, and from the emotions behind your words that I could not type a single sentence.

Although I don't have children, I connected with the rawness of letting go, of allowing other beings to walk in their own moccasins...even as they head full speed into the approaching calvary.

I have been fighting for mother earth since the late 1960's. It's hard for the warrior to let go. How do I re-direct her? I keep wishing for a cosmic thunderbolt to zap enlightenment all over the planet. I realize this is not going to happen, but like a child, it's hard to let go of attachment to a dream.

tigger