Patriotism is a thing difficult to put
into words. It is neither precisely an emotion nor an opinion, nor a
mandate, but a state of mind—a reflection of our own
personal sense of worth, and respect for our roots. Love of country
plays a part, but it’s not merely love. Neither is it pride,
although pride too is one of the ingredients.
Patriotism is a commitment to what is
best inside us all. And it’s a recognition of that wondrous common
essence in our greater surroundings—our school, team, city, state,
our immediate society—often ultimately delineated by our ethnic
roots and borders . . . but not always.
Indeed, these border lines are so
fluid . . . And we do not pay allegiance as much as we
resonate with a shared spirit.
We all feel an undeniable bond with the
land where we were born. And yet, if we leave it for another, we grow
to feel a similar bond, often of a more complex nature. Both are
forms of patriotism—the first, involuntary, by birth, the second by
What a strange thing it is to wake up
to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick
cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a
concentration of blooming scent.
The world is somnolent and cool, in a
temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance.
But the sensation of illusion is
strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any
moment . . .
What a soft thoughtful time.
In this illusory gloom, like a
night-blooming flower, let your imagination bloom in a riot of color.
In the old days, May 1st was considered
the coming of spring, and celebrated as a new beginning.
At one point, it even became an
official distress call, spoken three times to request help.
In more modern times, it evolved to
become the international day of the working people.
Whether the first day of May is
Beltane, Samhain, Walpurgis Night, Labor Day, International Workers
Day, Lei Day, Loyalty Day, Roodmas, or a bank holiday; whether it
involves a carnival, marching in parades, the crowning of the Queen
of May and circle dancing round the Maypole, be sure to remember that
this day is extraordinary!