Stain-glass Eyes

I’ve been wanting to write about the complexity of avoidance, (things we write on a small paper or a hope-to-remember mental list). I’d like to understand what makes avoidance prowl around all day.  Writing seems to force me think through things.  I don’t always find solutions, but I run into more self-awareness and less hiding it SO deeply under my consciousness.   I can be hopeless as getting water through a frozen water pipe. Where do I start?  Maybe it’s a good time to get a cup of coffee.  A good time to check my email?  Or, better yet, I could to for a walk.  The day goes by so quickly and it will be dark soon. It’s only noon, so there’s no chance of it getting darker than this gray, over-cast, damp day, very soon.  I've already have a hot, cup of Latte sitting next to me on the counter.  I’m waiting at the mall for an appointment at the Apple Store to get my stupid computer looked at, so I won’t be going for a walk.   It’s easy to get distracted in this

 Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. When I read quotes of MLK, Jr., this morning, I embraced these: “People fail to get along because they fear each other; they fear each other because they don't know each other; they don't know each other because they have not communicated with each other.”  “The day we see the truth and cease to speak is the day we begin to die”  “Whenever men and women straighten their backs up, they are going somewhere, because a man can't ride your back unless it is bent”  “Almost always the creative, dedicated minority has made the world better. ”  I saw this article this morning and thought of the quotes I liked by MLK, Jr. USA Today http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation-now/2016/01/16/martin-luther-king-junior-holiday-federal-monday-january-stevie-wonder/78844042/

Sometimes I wear items with peace signs on them.  I feel good when I wear them.  I don’t really think anyone can tell what the peace sign means to me when they see them on me.  Any more than I could know when I see one engraved in a sidewalk, put up in lights or on a bumper sticker on the back of a car.   When I was younger (much younger), it was often associated with Hippies, rebels and non-conformists.  More importantly, it was a symbol of war-less-ness.   Now I think the symbol has a more trendy association and has become translucent.   I remember having a similar conversation in October, with my daughter, Elizabeth,, about the symbolic pink ribbon for breast cancer.  She was tired of seeing it commercialized and weakened by marketing campaigns, especially the bombardment of the symbol during National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. I agree it’s important for corporations to donate to cancer research but it’s hard to see a pink ribbon on a corporation