Dragonfly approached a Ferguson officer and attempted to make eye contact. She implored him to look at her, and when their gaze connected, she asked, “Why do you all hate us so much?” The officer responded, “I don’t hate you, ma’am.” She replied with “I don’t want to hate you, I’d rather hug you.” And when he said, “Then hug me,” she promptly put her arms around him, and they embraced whole-heartedly for nearly a minute. From that moment forward, the gaze of the #FergusonOctober #MoralMonday protest shifted from the cluster of clergy leading the protest to the officers surrounding them.

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(Dragonfly is a singing activist with the Stop Shopping Choir of New York City. Reverend Billy and Tom Tom Ted, with Dragonfly, were among the many activists who journeyed here to join the Ferguson October weekend. The Stop Shopping Choir will return to Ferguson on Thanksgiving weekend.

Thanks to Reverend Billy And The Stop Shopping Choir for this post. So touching. Love is the answer.

“Mother, mother There’s too many of you crying. Brother, brother, brother There’s far too many of you dying. You know we’ve got to find a way To bring some lovin’ here today – Ya Father, father We don’t need to escalate. You see, war is not the answer For only love can conquer hate. You know we’ve got to find a way To bring some lovin’ here today.” ~Lyrics by Marvin Gaye

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Happy Full Moon!

Happy Full Moon

“A feminine Pisces Full Moon draws us into oneness and compassion, sensitizes us to the subtle realms of feeling and being while dissolving any separation from our own true nature. Surrender is the portal to the garden…  We are speeding along to Equinox now on September 22. Change is in the air on so many fronts. But one thing is for sure, Love is all there is.”   ~Patricia Liles

“The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanely sensitive. To them… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create — so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, their very breath is cut off… They must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency they are not really alive unless they are creating.” ~Pearl S. Buck

Robin Williams

May your soul be at peace brother. And may you be surrounded by all the love, joy and laughter you brought to this world.