Sometimes we need to stand on our heads to restore the circulation to all parts of our bodies. Sometimes we need to lock arms, fast and boycott against privileged power, standing our society on its end to get democracy circulating once again. Sometimes we need to stand side by side with the antelope, bears, hummingbirds and cacti to stand our society’s notion of community on end, to renew the circulation in ecological cycles.
Sometimes we need compassionate humor to raise smiles in those who have become dead-panned, silent or fearful of breaking loose; turn the world upside-down and move the juices of joy and well-being into every exhausted corner of our planet. Upset the apple cart.
A Middle Eastern peasant named Jesus did it. An Indian lawyer named Gandhi did it in South Africa and then in India and the entire British Empire as well. A Black preacher named Martin Luther King Jr. did so, on a bridge in Selma and on the mall in Washington DC. A girl named Malala did to defy the Taliban. Now it’s our turn.
Brother Coyote, OEF
