The Bible says you can tell a tree by its fruit. The fruit of the trees that our forefathers planted are being born out in our current deeply broken American financial system and our strong racial divides. What other fruit could it bear? Where else could this story ever have gone but here? Every gardener knows that if you plant a watermelon seed, while you may or may not get a watermelon to grow, it definitely won’t be a tomato. Not everything bears fruit. Only things given enough water and sunlight do.
After COVID hit and things started to fly off the rails, it became clear to me that nobody actually truly knows what’s going on. No matter what anyone thinks or believes is “really” going on, none of us really has the whole story. I kept remembering the Broadway musical, Hamilton and how the only reason those guys became the founding fathers is because they wanted to be.
I’m paying attention. I am not beholden to any outer authority but my own. I am a self-selected Founding Mother of a New World. And as such I will do it according to what makes sense to me. I will not yell. I will not push. I will not force anyone to listen.
But I did make a flag (only it’s more like a seed).
And I did write a pledge of allegiance (only it’s more of a blessing).
And I did learn a song once, and as soon as I heard it, I recognized it as the National Anthem of A New World (only it’s more of a lullaby).
I am a Self-Selected Founding Mother of a New World.
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