Here we are America. Election Day 2020 has come, and gone, and yet, there is no outcome. Like most of you, I’m not sleeping much. Up with the sun and counting long hours before I pad back to bed. At least there is always the sunrise for us to celebrate… At least that’s how I feel, happily on my mat with Yoga with Adriene, eyes wandering East, bringing hope and light into these dark days. How are you feeling?
Pride comes in a myriad of forms for multiple occasions and in June particularly there are countless reasons to feel that swell in your chest. A month of wonderful graduations, grand weddings, and my sons would remind me, nail-biting NBA and NHL championships! As pride hits we in pews or stadium-seats cheer and clap and are caught in emotion. Gay Pride struts along our avenues in full technicolor during June too, causing us all to remember what is so easy to forget, that for many Americans who they love not only defines them, it targets them. Although the Supreme Court overturned section 3 of the federal Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA), there are still many places where fear and ignorance shape our youth, dominate our lives, and restrict our liberty.