Saturday the 15th: Raise Your Voice with Mine: Liberty and Justice for All

This is an exciting time to be alive.
It really is. I eagerly await the change of President Obama. But there are serious matters at hand right now, this moment:
On Saturday, there is a national protest of Proposition 8.
The Founding Fathers wrote our framework in a way to extend rights to others and we have progressed throughout history and given the rights they so deserve to:
Blacks.
Women.

Taking AWAY rights is in direct opposition to what this nation's mission statement embodies: liberty and justice FOR ALL.

Regardless of your sexual orientation, this is WRONG.
There is no way to spin it, no way to make it anything but WRONG.

To those of you who would have voted for it had it been in your state, I say:
I do not hate you nor do I condemn you.
Your opposition only makes me stronger within and love myself more.
I look forward to one day when you shall see that where there is love, there is joy, where there is joy there is hope and in the end those whom you have chastised shall endure and win this fight. I love you for who you are. Please do not restrain me from all that I can become and all that I can possess. We all have the inalienable right to love and share that love with the world and be in a recognizable union that is acknowledged by law.

Love is love. Love begets love.

"Our task must be to free ourselves... by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living beings and all of nature." Albert Einstein

"The real law lives in the kindness of our hearts. If our hearts are empty, no law or political reform can fill them." Tolstoy

I hope that you raise your voices with mine in proclaiming:
Liberty and justice for all. Love is Love.

Saturday's Protest Information:
www.jointheimpact.com

Embracing equality and the differences that make us beautiful,
Dustin

Comments

The Unbroken Thread

Happy Christmas. It is upon us in this hour, this time, this day... after all the fuss, the frenetic pace, it smiles as it does each year finding us in some of the same places and in some different phases. I always flip through the rolodex of my life on this day, remembering the last 30 Christmases (well I guess I don't remember the first few that well) like they are all connected in one amazing thread charting my successes, my growth, my defeats, my darkness, and my light. Technically Christmas has not really begun. I have not done the ritual of heading to my Mom's and opening gifts and waltzing to see our Christmas film, but I have already been touched by Christmas. I write a lot, in this land of musings I have shared 257 writings with you, my friend, my reader spirits. Much has happened in these past two years, but let me simply write that I was not sure that I would ever enjoy Christmas again, ever really feel connected to it, no matter what I tried to do, I felt adrift ...

Loving the Squiggly

I was typing the other day and instead of hitting the ! key I hit the ~ key. Two odd altercations happened between two friends and me via facebook so I have deactivated my account for a bit. It was hurtful and unexpected. So when I hit the ~ key it made me smile and forget all that nonsense. ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dustin

And With This, Farewell

This blog has been a dear friend to me. I am not good at farewells, but truly this is anything but. I look at it like this - I love the phoenix, the symbolism of it all, the power of rebirth. Hence why I named my blog/musing screen after one. :-) So, I am leaving this particular blog to start another one, one that fits me NOW, the one that I can share in a new way. So this feels right. Thanks to those who have read my musings throughout the years. I hope you follow me to my new musing home entitled THE TWELVE THAT IS DUSTIN BAYLAN. Yes, I am changing the name, the story of that is on the new blog for you to read. Here is the link: http://dustinbaylan.wordpress.com/ Much love, much hope and joy again, much potential... Winks and smiles of the Cat that is Cheshire, Dustin Baylan

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