Dear Mr. President Trump, I have been thinking about what I would say if I had the chance to meet you. I prayed about it and I think you need your tea leaves read. I don’t know how many fortune tellers have been to the White House, but having the first official presidential tea leaf reader seems like a pretty big flex.
Before we can read the tea leaves, we gotta have the tea. You could invite me to your golden oval room , where we might sit face to face, forehead to forehead.
I must confess I had a lot of judgement about your golden decorations, I thought “oh no , this is not humble, it is ostentatious and gaudy" but I was wrong. The gold you surround yourself with is, I think, imperative to the alchemy of who you are. Did you know that the symbol for gold in science is the same as the symbol of God? I mention that and you like it. You think I am calling you god. I am, we are all God. Every one of us.
In this imagining, of a Hose Trump Tea party, I gotta say, you feel instantly at ease, as if I were the great great grandmother you never met, but maybe felt the presence of when you were alone as a child. Maybe the soft voice you talked to as you stared out the window on a rainy day.
We would sit on the floor, and this would be hard for me, because I am a humongous girl with joints made of porcupines. For this reason , there can be no photographs, as no one needs to witness the sweating moaning debacle that is me trying to haul myself onto the floor, but onto the floor we must go. Because that is where we start. As simple as it gets. And we would close our eyes and breathe together.
Breathing in, we hold our breath, and letting go, breathing out. We breathe like this for a long time.
I break the silence with . “ These are just words, and they are formed with the best of intentions . Our country is divided. In Half.” I say. “I know you know this. Half of the country is worshipping you and the other half is protesting you.!” How do you respond? Do you recite poll numbers and ratings, are you defensive? I can not imagine?
“The people who Love and worship you, You have them.” I continue “There is nothing you could possibly do to lose them, whatever you say, no matter how derogatory or bizarre, whatever violence you insight, whatever jobs you cut, there is no line you could cross to lose these People.
You start to tense up and back away, wondering if I am insulting you. I try to assure you with a nod.
The "will follow you no matter what" crowd have lost their jobs, rights, healthcare, parks and services but it does not matter to them, they go where you go. They will chant your chants, they will wear your hats, and if someone attacks you they will wear bandages in solidarity. They have built statues of you, they let you grab whatever you want ,they want your face on money! You are a powerful man”
You shrug your shoulders and agree. “ but they are only half of the country. What if you could have more. What if you could get the entire country to love you?
I imagine that the first speech you gave of this new term to Congress must have been such a strange ride. On one side you have people cheering and delighted with every word, on the other side pure misery. What must that feel like? Are you shocked and dismayed? Do you feel like they should all be happy? Do you understand their discontent or is it a mystery?
That feeling of not being liked or feeling misunderstood is the worst.. I saw you smiling , but I wonder if it breaks your heart.
What if you could heal it all, what if you could bring the left and right together. Don’t you think things would run better if ventricles worked together? What if you could do something that has NEVER been done. It seems like your policies are dismantling and defunding programs and half of America is devastated? What if instead of democrats and republicans you all became a group of problem solvers, solving problems in ways that everyone has a say. What if instead of one happy side and one inconsolable side...what if everyone stood on their feet for you! for real, because you could make everyone happy.
You could do this. You have all the power to not only bring everyone together in this country, but to actually heal the whole world. I imagine you consider this as you drink your tea.
Lets go to the rose garden and look for a patch of earth that hasn’t been cemented over. Don't worry it is not too late to love the mud. Laying down on the soft grass, connecting with the energy and grounding ourselves. I am shocked at how open you are to this adventure, how brave it is to turn inward.
We zoom into the cosmos and you can see all of time and space, all the connectivity of the universe. You watch the planet give birth to itself. Over and over. Cities built and then decaying, you see Ozymandious King of Kings , you see yourself, your own statue covered in sand. Cities overgrown by nature, nature cut down for industry. Civilizations coming and going. You see ripe fruits and recognize that you are the fruit, that you are one with everything, that no one in existence is better than another, that we are all equally important cogs in the wheel. We are all made of stardust. All the same life form. And at the same time unique and special and important.
You see that contradictions hold hands and that the world is good. That the world wants balance, that it seeks homeostasis. You see it so clearly. You see your own value too. Suddenly money seems frivolous. For the first time you realize that money is not real. The pursuit of it is not real. Acquiring it is not real. The only real currency is connection. Relationships. Friendship, Love, Freedom. You long to hug your children. To hug everyones children, to unchain them from their shackles, to bring them into the fold. Because You see yourself in everyone.
You see all at once the possibilities of solving all war, all famine, you see how saving babies with HIV in Africa saves all of us. That saving elephants and gay mice and redwood forests and education and science and all the things that seemed irrelevant are actually super important to the entire ecosystem. That nothing is left when you destroy everything to save money. You see what peace could be.
You seek out ways to be more loving and could be known worldwide as the man with a heart of gold. You can teach your followers there is nothing to fear . Only you have the power to unite people on the most sensitive topics, only you have the ability to show people that a woman's body has nothing to do with anyone else, only you can show the importance of people coming into this country being able to find a safe path to citizenship, only you can show the majesty that is contained in an apology. Only you can show the world that humor and grace make everything bearable, only you can show people how to look into another's eyes and become a friend..
You realize the intention behind diversity, equity and inclusion. You can teach your followers, that these are some of the most important words in our vocabulary, and our History..Oh our devastating history....you see it all, "We must all know what happened here so that it never ever happens again. We must Be Better or even lol, Be Best" Be the best we can be with what we now know.
You weep for the indigenous people of this land, you weep for every unjust cruelty, You see the first slave ships and the last, you weep for the torment and the unspeakable crimes against humanity. Weeping is the only response. You didn't believe it before, but now you see it all with your golden heart.
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