I’m sitting at a favorite coffee shop, a cozy space where they serve your coffee or tea in a mug on first impulse not a paper cup, in my hometown. I try to write all the memories and stories that flood my mind at any given time of day but taking the time to sit down for 30 min or an hour a day keeps passing me by. I figure if I go to cafe, it sort of gives me a purpose and ultimately focus. It’s still easy to be distracted.
Anyhow, while trying to focus, a group of fifty or so high schoolers walked down the street with signs against changing the constitution to only allow men and women to marry, “Love= Equality”, “I support gay marriage,” “No on Prop 8” etc. Instant smile on my face. It’s great to see young people (younger than me) taking a stand. I found it funny that most of them were dressed with bright tie die shirts, peace signs or some nostalgia clothing that make you instantly think “hippie era.” Love, change and equality is something we are all capable of without evoking a specific time period or generation. It seems these days the word hippie has so many connotations and ideals, and often not in the most positive sense. It’s unfortunate.
I know Prop 8- changing the constitution to state marriage is only between a man and a woman- isn’t going to die. It’s going to keep on coming back at us until we accept gay marriage. I have to say I was quite shocked myself, it didn’t pass but I do forget that I live in one of the more open minded areas of California so it’s easy to forget there are so many people out there that aren’t as open or willing to see other possibilities. I also tend to forget the power religion has.