Here we are, Jerome and I, with three of our cherished ones, Gwynnevere, Louis and Blossom. Having a sanctuary is life consuming, our moments are shared continuously with our extended family. There is not one conversation or thought or action that does not involve someone else, their needs, their story, their day, their feelings. In the quiet moments when everyone is settled I try to focus on nobody, but we have so many faces here that jump into the mind, that it proves impossible. Did we do this or that? how can we make this better, make it more comfortable, make it safer? When I do the night rounds to check the fences and gates have not been vandalized my thoughts turn to those that are waiting to find sanctuary within our walls; or those that have passed me in the trucks that are out of my reach of compassion.
There is no greater purpose than to be kind and compassionate, to share safety and sanctuary to those in need. To reach out and protect folk that are scared and injured. To continue to walk the path against the tide of cruelty and be a light and voice for those that are hurting to turn towards. To be courageous in the path of violence and stand firm against oppressive behaviour. My dream is to extend our walls and our arms to enfold more into safety. To continue to spread our message of kindness and compassion into the darkness of the human minds that hurt others and pay for their deaths. We are a little human family, with a huge non-human family, but we are part of a network of kindness that is growing. Live how you would want to be remembered, stand up to injustice lest you be the one in need. Mirror the actions of others that are kind until it becomes your nature. Listen to the voices of those close to you and shun ignorant and cruel statements, do not remain quiet to keep the status quo. We are all powerful to promote change, we can all be kinder. Surround yourself with those that want kindness and love with abandon those that are in need.
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