Port of Entry.
How many times have you traveled in America and you had to stop at a Port of Entry to get to the next State?
I have done just that for years. There is always a legal way to enter a home – a store – a State – a Country.
Port of Entries are placed throughout our Country for a purpose. So can I say, “The Port of Entry is not placed there so that you can figure out another way to get through?”
We have leaders in our Country who spend all their time battling against truths, laws, order to allow unknown people passage into our Country. They know absolutely nothing about these people.
In Colorado this week, protesters took down an American flag and replaced it with a Mexican flag. That’s right! You read that correctly.
What is next?
Retirement is right around the corner for me.
So what is next for me?
Letting my voice be heard. Finding ways to help others find their voices. Travel. Stories. Real stories. Stories about everyday American Citizens. No Fake News along the way. As I travel, I will respect the port on entries. Not sure how it will all look, but I am confident that in the coming year, you will hear more from this Grandma.
That is a thought that came to mind this morning. Out of nowhere! Just like that – I said it!
I have heard the saying, “pocket full of posies,” so this is a first for me with pansies.
So the creativity began bubbling up within and I had to do a little research.
Pansies are the colorful flowers with “faces.” A cool-weather favorite, pansies are great for both spring and fall gardens! Here’s how to keep your pansies growing and blooming. Pansies have heart-shaped, overlapping petals and one of the widest ranges of bright, pretty colors and patterns. (The Old Farmer’s Almanac)
So, where is this leading?
Creativity. We are lacking creativity in our lives. We are so busy destroying one another, that we no longer encourage one another. We have become a pocket full of weeds. Keep weeds in your pocket (no pun intended) and it starts to stink.
Where have the pansies gone? Those with faces of individuality, blooming in full force in fields of creativity?
Love that pansies are heart-shaped. What has happened to our hearts? Are they filled with love or has the stinky weeds of hatred consumed them all?
As a nation, we need to clean out the stinky weeds and get to planting some pansies to carry with us – pockets full of pansies.