Nice I had sunny yesterday to reflect on. I haven’t felt so well, so myself in a long time. It was as if I had been possessed by forces far greater than I can fight off. I was bewitched and bedevilled. Go ahead. You can laugh and roll your eyes. I felt what I felt.
Yesterday, I felt free, the weight lifted off me. I smiled and grinned like a Cheshire Cat, basking in sunshine. I felt the meanness leaving my bodily. I tasted the nastiness as it made its exit. I bade it a cheerful farewell. And don’t you come back no more, no more, I sang.
I know that is wishful thinking. I know it will visit again. Next time I will be stronger. It will not gain an easy entry.
I should not speak so hastily. Certainly it is not wise to read about politics and the mayoral campaign in Toronto. I’m feeling incensed and anger is bubbling up my throat. How can I not, watching candidate, Olivia Chow questioned about her suitability because of immigrant background? Judge for yourself if it doesn’t smack of prejudice of skin colour. At another rally she is told to go back to China.
I’m feeling Olivia’s anger. I’m feeling our sisterhood. I better be careful. The witch and devil are already at my door with broom and pitch fork. Hate and anger are not constructive. They lead to more of the same. They eat at your soul. I better move on. Olivia, I am sure, is made of sterner stuff. She has been in this game for some time.