Once, I was walking with my children (then small) in a parking lot. I do a pretty good impression of a mama bear too. Sleek, mysterious, beautiful…a symbol of wild energy. Honesty, being of service, and believing in the unity of humanity.Īs a writer, what would you choose as your The credentials for nomination would be quality of character, Iīelieve there must be a collective body that governs, whose members are electedīy secret ballot. One person who has too much power, is going to be corrupted by that power.
Was a delicate, sensitive man who painted with light and with his whole being.Īnd yet even as he doubted himself and wondered why he couldn’t make a livingįrom his art, he never gave up. He was the essence of what it means to truly be anĪrtist: to make art because of love, not for thought of outcome or reward. And although he received little recognition, he created artĪnyway, from his very soul. He doubted himself and suffered from mental illness, which I knowĪll about (I have had PTSD since I was 5) and hardly received any attention atĪll for his art. Hands in friendship, a day of equality and human dignity.Īn artist. Who dreamed of a glorious day when children of all skin colours would hold He was a man who sacrificed his life for unity and Was one of the finest human beings to ever walk this planet and the world isīetter for having him in it. He followed the calling of his conscience. As a child, I felt deeply moved by his example and Woman, Martin Luther King Jr showed me a clear example of courage, of striving Vincent Van Gogh, both for wildly different reasons. I’ve done as an adult is to circle back to what I knew as a child.
“dreams” and start learning how to live in each moment again. Often elevate it into becoming our identity.
We get lost in chasing after dreams,Īmbitions, money, status…and of course making a living is important, but we I truly believe that we are here toĪdults, we need to relearn this. Possessions, ultimately don’t mean a thing. In the end, love is all that remains of us on this earth and it’sĪll we bring with us when we go. How much I love them and why I love them. If you knew you would die tomorrow, how would you spend your
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