September 12th

It's somewhere in the middle of September only because the calendar on my fridge says so. Nothing in my soul says its the 12th of September today, but still, I live my life according to September 12th; today.

Last night, I went to my first Voices for Peace rehearsal. When I walked in, I saw about 12 woman, a little over middle aged... according to calendars and birthdays and I instantly adored each one, except for one, in the front row who sounded a bit like a frog and almost never stopped making noise. When I sat down, I noticed a piece of paper with the words printed on it, "Breath connects the physical to the spiritual." Then, we sang words that echo peace. Things like United We Stand, and Divided We Fall. I believe it with my whole being.

I talked to Christa, and I talked to Kate. Christa told me love is color, and Kate told me that Jesus learned from a woman, that maybe, some people in this world would look down on.

I guess what I am trying to say is that, my life was changed last night.