It is another wet morning and quite chilly.I woke up before six this morning as the phone went off calling my wife to work at the nursing home. When I got up to turn on the coffee maker, I checked the thermostat only to find that it had dropped to 6C (43F) overnight. Brrr! At the time of my writing this post it finally warmed up to 13C (55F) with a promise of another four degrees Celsius to come.
The chores continue for our preparation for leaving our home for two months. Since we expect to return home to winter, we are making sure all paints and liquids now stored in the garage are placed in the basement. The last of the back yard ornaments need to be placed either in the garden shed or the garage for the winter as well.
One of the negative consequences of our leaving is that we will be unable to vote in our federal elections. I have only missed voting once for any election that has been called since reaching voting age. Regardless of whether or not my vote influences the choice for the riding in which I live, I still feel that my vote counts in the big picture. Voting is an affirmation to the self that one is part of a community. Even a black sheep is contained in a herd. Dissociation from the electoral process is akin to taking an eraser and attempting to erase one’s presence in life, at least a portion of that presence. One might think they are sitting on a fence because there is no one “worthy” of being elected, but in the final analysis, it really isn’t about the “other” or the “candidates” at all. The action of not voting is a statement of “self,” not “other.”
Those who know me, either face to face or in the Internet world of social media, I am a political person, involved and making my voice heard, and not just at election time. My concerns and statement reflect clearly my belief system of what it means to be a responsible person in terms of community, relations with others, with the environment, and even with advocacy for providing needed support systems for those who are victimized, abused, abandoned, or threatened by hate. Sitting on a fence is a statement that says community has no value because self has no value.
Meditate on this for a while.