Excuse Me

Excuse me! my son's bus driver exclaimed as I walked away from his wheelchair ramp this morning. I had not finished putting his safety harness on. Excuse me, without exclaiming, means please cut me some slack, I need to break into your flow of unconsciousness. My curiosity about apparent invisibility may exceed your courage for immediately present transparency, intimacy, focus, accessibility, grace and less denial of dark powers absorbing self and other losses. Excuse me, unexclaimed, unplugged may invite my love and acceptance of what we cannot independently improve. But, don't dismiss me also lies exclaiming dormant, waiting in revolutionary disordering wings, sometimes because lack of curiosity about needs and wants of others threatens to get in my own ego's way, harming, neglecting those within speaking distance here and now, and many more not yet loud enough for me to hear full-voiced disenchantment. Excuse me! exclaimed leans more to RightWing "Don't dismiss my Business As Usual Yang competition powers!" than "Would you do me a LeftWing yin paid-forward favor?" To stop ego self-promoting your internal short-term needs and rantish feelings long enough to make love with some WinWin cooperation MotherEarth and all Her sacred tribes of history are waiting for us to hear, waiting for my excuse for not exploring future health dreams together deeply and widely yet astutely focused. Here with you and Now as me exclaiming longing for Earth climate ecstasy, personal and public, sacred and secular, spiritual and natural Excuse me, please and thank you in advance for noticing further climate risk pathology and yet also future health caring opportunities.