Over at VIA again, my young son, 9, plays with his eyes, studying the ameythist and intricate earrings and necklaces, and I head to the glass case where before a great mirror, a woman named DeAnn is working. I tell her I'm asking Vashonites about their Christmas and holiday experience, and getting curious about what they're wanting this holiday season for themselves and for others.
DeAnn begins with the lovely answer of "Peace. Peace is probably what everyone needs - that and continued health." Then DeAnn adds: "I hope everyone can let the love into their heart."
All of this feels so good to listen to, and so true, and after all, I've just heard the crystal bowls vibrating here for a couple of hours and my mind is on world peace and gentleness between all beings. And then, DeAnn says the unexpected: "What I also want," she confides, "Is for my dogs to stop pooping in the house."
We roar with laughter. Even my son jumps in. Yes, bring us all those high concepts and those gentle feelings of connection, but can we also find a way to make peace with our animals' waste (and dare I say it: our own)?
Her request reminds me of Henry Miller's thoughts in his once-banned book of the 1960s called Tropic of Cancer.
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