Notes on life, philosophy, and medicine

Wrapping a 4 day conference here in Washington, DC,  our Nation’s Capitol. It seems fitting to have a reunion of sorts in the birthing place of the US as we know it but of course, something else lurks beneath all this… That parallels something along the lines of what I heard an experienced colleague share, we are practicing “band aid medicine.”  Like the concrete streets that cover up Mother Earth and has taken us far from our roots is the money that goes around spinning us into a tizzy for its own sake and pulling us far from our passions and that which needs our love and care - earth, family, friends - and we ask why is our country in an epidemic of depression/anxiety. We answer it with yet another advertised medication, some need-to-be-consumed self help product, everything other than what we all could use - time to connect without the need to be dictated by a job, constrained by hours and money - but the machine we built up is too big to fail? We need not some curriculum to learn g

Rushing to get  Here ? Through turmoil and heartache  Misunderstood  Because If you would  No such pain ? So I miss the moments  Not fully alive Yet grateful because tonight  I can reflect And tomorrow I can try  Try again  I can hear you rustling now  Big yawn  And a sniffle I feel the warm air settle in the room  I can wish for the open air breeze and the Reflection of the stars And see the glimmer of the ocean I missed So when night falls And all is still  Not all is lost Next to me  Another soul breathes His own wishes and dreams  Not yet told Hopefully not lost  It must end  With joyful heart All is well  Because my fruit springs Not of this world  Where let downs are commonplace  When will I learn  Be still  Through and through  Be still Day and night Rest this weary soul  And find anew  Spirit rises  I will see daybreak  And smile for another chance  To get it right  I will settle quietly  Peacefully  Here